"Wednesday, makes us work, as it's a weekday... We toil, slog, and suffer it all, and through our actions we pay..." Dearest, Today is the 20th of October the year Two-Thousand and Ten A.D., the 12th of Dhul-Qada 1431 in the Islamic calendar, the 12th ofHeshvan, 5771 in the Jewish calendar, 28 Mehr, 1289 in the Persian calendar and the 7th of Kartik, 1417 in the Bengali calendar. Funny, whenever I state the Bengali date, I feel nostalgic, thinking about the date as it used to be stated in the radio, when my Grampa used to turn it on early in the morning at dawn. Alas, all those days are gone, and all that is left is your persistence and being with me. I feel sad nowadays, can't place the reason on anything particular, just a blank sadness you suffer within. After all there is absolutely no reason for me to be sad. It's a confusing notion. But my confusions will soon be erased because I have three midterm exams next week. Two on one day and another on a Saturday....