Shekhar was my friend since we were in collage. He was one of my good friend. I couldn't dare to see his dead body nor am I being able to believe the fact. It forseems like yesterday he talked to me. Few weeks ago he told me he was moving from his old apartment to new, he hasn't updated his mailing address from my old address. Now this apartment complex often reminds me his innocent face. I have been knowing him since last four years, I can't imagine how his family have been back there in country. He was dream of his parents. May god give them strength to over come through this grief. As far as I know him, he have always been friendly. He was my friend from NSS, National School of Sciences in Nepal to this last moment.He fulfilled the requirement of frenship but left us alone in the middle of this miserable world. He was among one of the student who wa tired of situation in the country because he told me he wouldn't have been here in United state if the collages back there in country wouldn't remain close often then they open. He was tired of the political situation. I still remember his words when he was preparing for MBBS entrance about continuing his higher education in engineering back there in Nepal if he can't make it in MBBS. But the people back there is my country is never gonna understand all these, they just fight for power, when are they gonna understand that there is nothing besides tears and loss. My request to those people, live peacely and let the people live in peace. Shakher didn't come here because he wanted to. He was forced, and whoever came here to study ask them how complicated life out here is. Shakher - this apartment complex where we lived together seems like hell to me now. Everyone here is missing you.