अर्को वर्ष एक झिल्लीमा चलेको छ ...

Don't rain on my parade.
And don't ask me about Ir.

You know October is a fucking month
in order to stand on runways.

Runaways?
Never stand on runaways.
They are like migrant birds. Let them go.

And let them come back...
One day, in fall...