Veekas, I am glad it worked out fine for you. Hehehehe I said it long time ago as well... "Try as I may, I fail to feel anything remotely agnate. As I realize now, even memories are long dead. They are not alive anymore. Only some torn pages, an erased phrases in my mind, which I try to arrange into verses in my beautiful poignant poetry of love. And I FORCE myself to remember more...." Nothing lasts forever, forget about 'November rain' ;). Not even November pain does. Ki kaso?;) It is November indeed! Hehe Also... Sad as it may be, its weird enough how love, like memory, dies with time. What is even more eerie is how it dies so fast. Maybe that is blessing in disguise. But what's even sadder is to pretend that it actually died, when in fact each day the new layer is born. Some plants do not need much water eh'? Say like Cactus. :) I guess my kind of love is cactus. Hahahahaha. Karde muskil jina, yeh ishq kamina!!! hehehehehe ;) Hahahaha... new one re? Wahhh You are Da mann... you go mate! Hahaha ;) But I disagree on lambasting part! In due course you would be glad that you let it go with your dignity intact. Trust me on that one. ;) Have fun in Samoa Land. -IndisGuise:)