After we returned to Kathmandu, everything had changed significantly. I was filled with apprehension about the upcoming first day at my familiar school; I found myself in a state of uncertainty! And then, a heavenly beauty appeared before my eyes. She approached me, gently grasped my hands, and guided me to my first class, which was labelled "Class 1". Once more, I found myself captivated by love's embrace. She was not just any teacher, but my class teacher and my English teacher! I struggled with my handwriting, but she always made sure to give me extra help and enlisted all her time to aid me.

Little did that student in class 1 know that his love story would once again end in tragedy.
Believe it or not, I actually had the audacity to propose to my...