Very sensitive thread UKA. I used to go to my village during Asaar/Srawan school break every year(I was 10-15 years old). At those days in the village, I was left behind home alone untill 7 or 8 PM as my mom used to come home late. I used to listened all songs (radio Nepal) dreaming and gazing along the serpentine river and the horizon where they met. It used to rain hard all day along and there was always this " Assarai Mahinama Pani Paryo" song on radio. It became one of my favorite songs of all time. As darkness fell, i used get scared and that Radio (3 band japanese) was the only my hope, a good friend. I could have given up anything for those 6 Everyday brand batteries that it took. When i visited my village last time (2001), mom told me that maoist took it away although it had been broken for years, i could not help but went to balcony, sat there, looked at very same river/horzon and cried.