Contd. From above: The sweet memories of dashain holidays with Sabi haunted me every time. The figure of my love followed me like my shadow everywhere I went. Early morning, she would come to my bedside to wake me up. She would remind me about the ticking time. I would imagine her giggling at me when I sipped a cup of tea and found it tasteless. ?You got to put some sugar raja to sweeten it?, she would suggest. I would eat with her company, head my way towards the college along with her, find herself in the figure of girls walking past me, stare at nowhere in classes and drop test tubes and glasses in lab while performing experiments. At night I would try to revise my notes but couldn?t concentrate on them as she surfaced on the pages and smiled and winked at me. Instead, I would try writing a line or two about her and then scratch the piece of paper and throw it on the bin. I was never satisfied with my verses. I thought they didn?t epitomize her beauty and my love to her. Losing myself on her thoughts, I struggled to catch up with my study and months passed in similar fashion. The Gregorian new year was about to come and one afternoon in my college one of my friends came to me and said, ?Hey Sabin, you have got a letter - man and from a girl. Is she your girl friend?? ?I don?t have a girl friend and give it to me? I snatched the letter from him. My ears turned red when I saw her name in the envelope. Indeed, that was from Sabi. My heart started to beat rapidly and I wanted to read the letter as soon as possible. To be contd.