“One day I was walking back from Pashupati Temple when my heart started to become heavy. And I started feeling very sad. From nowhere, I had started crying. My tears wouldn’t stop. Like a stream, never stopping. Unable to control my tears I started walking briskly. I was still crying. I only remember my heart felt heavy like a stone. Then, I met someone I knew, and as we sat down I told him, “Dai, today the tears have come and they won’t stop. I feel very sad. And I don’t know why I am crying.” He told me not to worry and we parted ways. It was only when I reached home I found out my father had passed away. My soul already knew. You see, sometimes you love those who hurt you the most.” (Sano Bhai Maharjan. Baluwatar, Kathmandu) (2/2)