Dear Snow White, The mult-dimensed feelings that has been sparked simultaneously from the corner of heart are preventing me to start in a definite way.......Kathmandu is getting rid of the coldness, I met the Miss Gentreeze yesterday...she was in hurry to call the autumn.....so i thought meeting her on april 23rd would be more delightful. It is very very long time since i met you last time. You remember the last time we met? I believe u do like me, i believe you miss the moment, when it was raining and we were under the same umbrela, you miss the moment when you hide urself in my heart before the sand Tornado when we were in Africa, you miss the sunset at sydney harbour, when we found the world most beautiful.... I still feel good when i recall the moments with you. I have never before told you that i had written a poem on the day of our final separation...here it is: In a beautiful garden there was a red rose it was the eve of the june an anonymous on his way goe...