Bhaktpur

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He immediately woke up from his bed, took the laptop, and started to google other similar places like Basantapur Durbar Square. They were almost 1780000 results in less than a second and he started browsing the results of that search. He found out that along with Basantapur Durbar square there were other two similar places in and around Kathmandu Valley which were called the Durbar Square, namely were “Patan Durbar Square” and “Bhaktpur Durbar Square”. He browsed more into those two places and try to find the paces which he saw in a dream, he then saw a few of the images which almost matched with the blurry side of his dream. He tried to search for the places within the area and that was it. All threads got connected and he found his place of a dream. It was Bhaktpur Durbar Square. He was happy and afraid at the same time. He thought of going there but what if the same thing happens to him as it happened in the Basantapur? He then decided to go to the Bhaktpur of a busy day when no matter what there will be people with him at the time of his visit. He even tried scheming on the hotel manager to visit with him but he refused. He was afraid to go there alone but he wanted to find out what all dreams he dreamt from childhood lead to, where it leads and what is the meaning of dreaming in reality and living in a dream? He now has a new journey, he had read about the Bhaktpur Durbar square but he hasn’t given the thought of visiting there. He had already decided what he will do and how he will act and respond to the voices if hears them alone. He asked the hotel manager how he can reach the Bhaktpur Durbar square and got the directions to it, he also downloaded the maps to reach there. The very next day he got out of the Hotel and walked towards the bus stop as the taxi fare was way too high from there to Bhaktpur. He then waited for the bus to arrive, the bus arrived but didn’t stop where he was standing, a person seeing him giving hands to the bus told him that it wasn’t the right place to get on the bus and pointed to the bus stop ahead. He boarded a bus and headed for the Bhaktpur but he didn’t know that he has to change the bus. The bus stopped at a place called Ratnapark and passengers started to leave the bus one by one. He didn’t understand what’s going on, why people were leaving the bus.  A teenager-looking boy was gazing at him, he walked towards him and told him that it was the last stop of that bus and he has to leave the bus. The teenager guided him to the next stop and tell him what to do and on which station he has to get off the bus to get to the place which he wanted to go. He also muttered something to the assistant driver of the bus and pointed him. They were finished discussing and he went inside the bus and stayed on sit pointed by the teenager. After he was done the boy left the bus. He watched him going away and wonder what might have guided him to help him. He stared at the back of the boy and remembered the time when he was of the same age as the boy. When he was the boy's age he was often careless with the things he used to do and always regretted the decisions he made but now while he looks backs at things he doesn’t regret the things he has done. He now believes that it’s our choices that make us and guide us, the choice of our past might guide us to the future or the choices of the future might be the choices we needed to make in past, whatever we choose to do and however, we act it's always us and our self who leads the very life of our self. We are the king of our own kingdom and the ruler of our own minds. He was always on his mind and he now had the way to control his own thought make his own beautiful world within his mind rule it, conquer it, burn it and rise that kingdom of his in mere seconds all within his mind in just one thought. His imaginations were getting powerful and he was realizing this. He now was king of his own. The only thing he wanted to know was an answer to the question he used to do with himself. All he wanted to know and find were the things that were leading him to make those choices, yes we make our choices but there is always something that guides or leads to make us surrender to the outer world instead of our thought, even though he was himself while he was choosing things, he wanted to know if there is a force beyond the understanding that’s within him, within others and the very existing world. He wanted to know the answers to the question if he was the only one being guided by the force or there are others, but what lies before all of that was if there really was such a mysterious force that’s guiding him to make his decisions. He was finally there to the place where he wanted to visit, a dream place not a place he dreamed to be but a place his dream forced him to be on. He was standing at the edge of the road and opposite to him stood the gateway to Bhaktpur Durbar Square.
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