.... I know I will write these lines, and the history will erase it, so well that it will feel like these were never written. I know that it has been years since I entered this field, or page what I should say. A page is better, a thing made from tree, by killing them. It's an irony, such an irony that we write on pages to save the trees. I am a nature enthusiast, and I live in a community which does not care about the nature, about the mother of all. Amidst of all those horns, I still try to list
