------------------ So there it is--handigaon chronicles is not infinite. I feel pretty weak today, not physically. I don't know if i am mentally prepared to come back. It'll take some time to realize that birds won't be chirping in the morning anymore nor will aromatic tea make its way to my bedside. There won't be delicious cooked food in the kitchen in the morning and evening, nor will I run into long lost friends walking down the street.I just hope I won't succumb after sometime participating in the blaming game alongside scholars. If you ask me what has been the most important thing for me returning home besides realizing the importance of family, relatives and REAL friends, I'd say I have found myself here. It has made me realize who I really am, where I come from, and above all in what role do I fit in this picture. ----------------------------------------- Oys, I just came back from Nepal and got a chance today to read this piece from yours. Truly, there can never be anything like home where you are born and brought up. I can relate the memories of my trip with your chronicles.... Thanks... Long live Nepal...my country my pride....