Hassan sanam, it's been 8yrs, I had a dream the other day, we met at mile 2 nkwen, u had come to repair a car, u met me as I was passing, u had no money but gave me the change the mechanic gave u, I looked at it and counted it, I try talking about your demise but u just left and never wanted to talk about it. I think I understand now, I never knew then. I love u Hassan