This morning, I was in Anamnagar waiting for the place to open where I teach photography. There were three kidswho were playing or say kicking a football. There was a heavy rainfall last night. It is obvious for puddle after rain in Kathmandu. We ‘grown-ups’ don’t like that. That is dirty for us. We avoid them. For those kids it was one of the best things to be happy about. They didn’t care about being dirty, germs or what others would think. They just knew to be happy on small things. That’s why they are kids and we are grown-ups.

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