Pramila! I can't call you dear, but I like you because you are dear. When I was just being someone's brother or sister in life, I sometimes thought that I should be someone's lover too! Suddenly someone came and cared about me more than himself. It was just you. You bought shoes while I was walking around in half pants and sandals.

I remember those whirlwind days. When I was sleeping alone in the Mandala Theater room, someone would come and say to Premil Loves - Sir, don't eat this! It was you who made such a loving request. 

Your presence used to make me happy. But why don't I understand that love? Someone had to come and tell me that you love me. Why can't I reciprocate your feelings? Maybe if I had loved someone in my life before that, I would have understood. It was nice to see someone but never offered. If it were now, I would offer you love myself. It took time, but with the slow pace of time, I came to understand your love. I got to be a boyfriend for the first time when I was just someone's brother and sister. I fell in love with you for the first time, walking away from love and marriage.

Pramila! Thank you, your words, your warm support. You connecting with me was the blossoming of love in me and the knocking. An ordinary man, who only played drama. Apart from acting, there was no appetite. After your arrival, I realized that I need something else in my life besides acting. That was you. You gave me the confidence that I could never do within myself. My heart cries more when you are sad. If you scold me sometimes, the same love will be awakened. Maybe this is love, isn't it! Pramila, love is the thread of relationship. The more you spread, the stronger. You taught me to feel this too.

Thinking of you sometimes makes me want to throw a funk at the time I missed. Old memories flash back to Mandala's lab scene. Coincidence is sometimes sweet. Like meeting you, rupturing my ankle ligaments, not being able to go to India with drama. At the same time, Daya Dai (Dayahang Rai) said to me - Victory! Let's handle the class by you and me. Being in the same class as you. I look at you, you look at me more than me! May I guide you as a guru. You follow as a lover, which I don't realize. You come while I sleep in the room above. Your trembling voice filled with a little fear but a lot of courage still resonates in my ears, just like when you were rehearsing downstairs in the old mandala building, sitting in the upstairs room and being attracted by the song I sang -

To my lover who looks at a thousand eyes

To my beloved who touches a thousand hands

How do I meet, I see her

Break these barriers and hug her 

My friend Sushma Niraula came and told me one day, 'Brother, Pramila likes you!' Then your eyes and mine met, I shuddered. At that time, in a trembling voice, you also opened your heart in one breath, 'Sir, I love you, I love you!' Pramila, at that moment a thorn grew in my body. Before that, you used to send me sentiments, sent things with sentiments. I don't understand why. Sometimes coffee bags came, sometimes shoes, then you came. Someone came to life!

Our love that ended in the playhouse was broken in the playhouse. By chance we became co-actors in the play 'Sakeko Tiraunla Natra Phirima'. We mixed each other's clothes backstage. Along with the clothes, we also matched our hearts. From that day we set out on a journey of love. 

Pramila, sometimes your heart hurts because of me. You even complain, 'You don't know how to love.' At that time I ask myself, 'Am I lacking in beauty?' But that is not the case either. Your dream from my dream, my dream from your dream! I feel like I'm missing out on our dream. Yesterday my dream was only to act and become an actor. Where is my dream now? Am I lost in the dream? You remind me from time to time, 'Money is not the only big thing.' But money is also needed to fulfill dreams. I keep thinking,  'Dreams make relationships stronger.' Sustri you say,  'You can't lose it.' You further explain, 'Money and dreams are two different things, Vijay sir. If there is no relationship, what is money for?' Pramila, I want to take time out from the rush of life and share with you. Love is recharge  story break! Just today and tomorrow, where will it go? It has to flow continuously, it has to move. That is what I want to give you from my side.

A year after starting the journey of love, we settled down at the wedding venue. Some nights before the wedding, he passed away in spasms. He is afraid that he will not be able to travel with you. It is beneficial to get everything together. But meeting each other's clans is an obstacle in love - you were Khanal, I was Baral.

I was frozen in pain as I remembered the clan that was the wall of the relationship. When your mother said 'No', you said 'I won't get married'. That night I tearfully wrote in my diary– 

I don't blame anyone when I'm at fault

What to do with true love After it's old fashioned

I never failed in school I felt like I failed in love for the first time. But I talked to your mother, I won. We won. That victory took us to the ground. You used to teach dance at that time. We added the necessary items with our own skills. I was a mess. It seems that we have taken a flat in Koteshwar before marriage. Whatever you add, you added it yourself. We don't make weddings expensive. We got married with little money. On my first day at Jagge, I felt like shooting. He even carried his own things until the evening before his wedding, pretending that there was a play going on in the theater. We are looking for props. I was with you only at the time of your marriage. At that moment I realized - now we are becoming official. Suddenly I felt like a responsible person from an ordinary person.

We were two, we became three. The day I found out, I was very happy. There was fear along with happiness. He had no money in his pocket and no savings in the bank. But we didn't give up. Before the birth of our son, we started preparing things for him. How sad you must have been at that time. What would I do if I had the pain you are experiencing? I can't even imagine. I was witnessing the transformation of our love at that moment. I remember the first time I prayed for you outside the hospital. When the health worker held the newly arrived baby in her hand, she said, 'You have a son.' Then I asked the first question, 'How is Pramila?' I only asked you, 'Okay,' and asked, 'And the father?' The father was even more excited. He added new happiness. It seems, a new destiny has been drawn. After the arrival of Babu, springs were added to our life. My time clock started running smoothly.

When I talk to you now, my first question is, 'How is your father?' The mind will be sour, it will seem neglected. Love memories expressed first. And let's say the love is shared. But love is not shared. There is no percentage in love. It's a sweet practice to do continuously, which never changes. 

Pramila, how sweet it is to feel that someone is there when there is no one. I didn't have a job during Corona. I was tormented by the fear of uncertainty, but you were with me at that time. You and your income depended on us. I even cried when I was unemployed. At that time you added, 'Don't worry. I will do it! Don't show your sadness to anyone.' 

How braver are you than me? You always said 'One day you will be fine'. It happened as you said. The movie 'Zari' started. And other offers started coming. Where did 'Poorna Bahadur's Sarangi' take the career graph. At that time, on the first day of the film's release, we went to watch the 6 o'clock show. There were only four spectators in the hall. You said, 'The film is good. Let's go, don't take tension.' I said with a smile on my face, 'I didn't take tension but there are no people, don't look.' You said something meaningful, 'Today is Lakshmi Puja! Everyone is worshiping at home. Why do they stop worshiping and come to watch your film? They will come tomorrow.'

happened as you said. The next day the short clip went viral. The number of viewers who came to see the film unexpectedly increased due to the fact that Persipalt went viral. Since Nippersi, where has the graph reached, reached! Your coming is important for my life. You have always insisted on my dreams. You left everything for me. But the dream is yours too. You said a few days ago, 'I don't even have a dream anymore. Living with this child, he will be happy.' 

but not like that Pramila. After a while you will be back on your journey. You will not lose. You came here because of your dreams. You always supported me in my dreams. Now I have to give you my hand in your dreams. We will chase our dreams together. We will continue to rely on each other. Pramila, love is so beautiful and happy!