Yo Kathmandu ko bhid ma dherai Sapana Dekhiyo, dherai moj gariyo, there was life. Those familira streets with dust and bad smel which werer amazingly dear to me, that crowd and grumbles of public, travel in Safa Tempo and Momo in footpath...... how can one easily forget those days.!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Getting up early in the chilly moring and runnig towards sarkari Campus, having Chiya, donoght with those wonderful frens, though we all studnts runnign out of money ready to pay for all the frens. That commintmetn and that friendship.......... here I rememebr one song by Ali Hadder........ Purani Jeans aur Guitar,,,,,,,,, Mohalle ke chhat aur mere yaar....... Yaade bus ,,,, yaade reh jate hai.......yea yaade........... This mch for now,,,,,,,,,,, cant go further.......... this is life, My dear kathmandu, I misss u every single moment :=(....