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In fact the day I died at his home in Bhaktapur Cancer Hospital to wait by the death of said parts. That day, I wonder what happened to the 1 9-year-old young mind, I will hide from the lions of. But, I cried very day. Naroera to do. My heart is so sad that that word was and how chiyamchiyam I .Look. Power, runebaheka I had no choice. And, now, also. Like every man in me, to play, to enjoy, rotating else was tight. However, when the hospital came to verbal death warrant. And I will spare the next three months to live, Oh. This is what hararata, every day is ghocekoghocyai heart, I could speak a lot, and I? Honourable Minister, I remember that day or the day of my death. How all my relatives really rolan day. How bhakkanilan. I can not imagine. The main thing is how he khainakhai 1 9 years raising rolan My parents. Remind them that the man samjhaulan. I'm wondering. Know, I was actually born in Nepal Karnali Jumla districts called. Grew up. Where countless suffering, are lacking. The pain and lack of lights, to do something as a citizen are pilsiraheka. As I was when the cancer patient. Then, I own experience, how painful for the remote every citizen realize that geography. And when he began to live to every man alapavilapa. Got it, man realize that for the remote enemy. However, I have experienced things are true. And so, inspired by the same things to you today, I am going to my death knowledgeable. And this letter I am writing as sakinasaki. Please, I'm sorry it.
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