Just got out of train.............. it was already 9:30 in the evening. Did not know where to go. Frankly speaking I could not afford hotel. You see, I taught home tuition for 3 months in Kathmandu to come here. Standing in a bus statino puzzled where should I go toninght. Though I have had many options, i realised I could have informed earlier about my arrival but foolish I was......I wanted to give surprise. Should I go to Nampally where ony Nepali brother is working as a Security guard? or I should go Punjagutta where My Nepail fren Moti Bahadur is working as a dish washer. Oh! What about her? Should I call her? Has she completely forgotten me? Does she still have same emotions and feelings for me? I went crazy again... with trembling hand by collecting all the courage I dialed phone from one public booth.... didnt know why I could not do that...... Were I timid? She lives just nearby, I know it where I ve been many times. Does she still sing those oldies "Tu is tarah se mere jindagai me samel ho......." And her curved nose striking face, Nazma was her name! covering her face always with Black Burkha no one dared to touch except me........ reminding her I found myself recharged. Finally took bus and went to see Kiran Dai... bus no. 7 passed through Secunderabad, MG Road, SP road, Hussain Sagar, Secreteriat, Public garden, Lakdi ka pool and finally to Nampally.... .......... To be contd.............. Thanks for ur time Amazing