well amaging My Mama Ghar was in Naxal....but I studied in Dipendra police school in sanga...................and Man I do miss those days................the last time I was in Nepal almost all my close buddies had married.....Kids..jobs or were overseas .....and all our hang out places or akhadas were crowded with young new faces.....all those kids who would be running around chasing kites........candy and wear school uniforms calling us Dai.................Man those kids were tall and all hiphop attire and now they were the Dudes of the tole............THE TORCH HAD BEEN PASSED ON.............they still respected us like senior dais........it was a funny feeling because I left Nepal when all our friends were the dudes of the tole...................Sadly time had passed so fast that now my friends other priorities in their life than just sit all day and sip tea, tease girls, gang fights, smoke stuff and just look cool....long hair, leather jackets and over coats, lockets,jeans and harley or dingo boots. and patroll the tole.................BUT i am satisfied that I came ou allright leaving behind wonderful memories