Of the many reasons for which I wanted to come back to the campus, one was the hope that

someday I would get to see you again. Someday very soon, we would meet again and talk about
how naïve we were making plans for my next and your last term. Despite the horrendous murder of
our adventurous plan for 4th term, I was hoping; maybe just maybe we could have a little more time
with us in the college.

It turns out mom was right; once a Panauti, always a Panauti.

We would never get to see each other again, at least not in the campus anymore. Even the thought
of it breaks my heart and leaves me restless. Ever since I had this realization, I feel weird. Just a few
days back, I was so happy, so carefree, and now I feel like I have been hit by a train. I feel sad. I feel
helpless. Life doesn’t always turn out to be the way we plan or the way we expected it to be…

I understand though, as you leave for Paris without the real farewell that we could have planned I
want you to know that my best wishes are always with you and I wish nothing but the best for you. I
hope you get all that what you wished for and more. I hope someday when all this is over and you
still remember me, we could meet again...

Until then keep shining, keep shattering bars!!!

All the best

Take care!