Name: Sushrusa Maharjan
Grade: X ‘G’
Drifting form sea to sea, singing my lonely tune in search of the one that can understand me. “What are you?” You might ask.
I am an outcast, a freak of nature born with a fate of loneliness.
But, I have overheard form others in the sea that they have seen my King travelling while singing along with his families. Yet, I remain a lone whale consumed by the solitue that comes with being different from your kind.
Meanwhile, the creatures that have heard my calling have commented on my strange noises behind my back. I lack similarity to the other whales, as I do not sound the same. The wise ones discussed about whether the other could understand me or not but they were unable to verify any of their theories.
The most agreed theory was that their hearing range could not contain my sound levels. And communication would not be possible even if we were face to face.
I was at a loss of words and thought to myself “Do I deserve this loneliness just because I sing at 52 hecta?” Even so, I shall continue to sing, eternally waiting for someone who can understand me, so that we may sing together in harmony for asl long as we live. Until that day finally arrives, I shall contue to drift on and on and on...