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		<title>By: Chicco Nava</title>
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		<description>I am one of the ten millions friends Nicholas and Indra met during their long life. First time I met Nick we were both very young, I was still not english speaking. Eyes were talking. It was 1983.  Years passing by, his family was growing, first came Sabine, one by one their 3 children, Last time I met them was 1999. Isa was 14, intelligent, beautiful and full of life and enthusiasm. Surf was apparently his main interest. Wisdom and inner balance his goal. During a party over jimbarani hill I remeber an entire evening we spent talking about my long indian experience. He was curious and fascinated by my descriptio of that world able to deeply capture his mother soul and discipline of life. We were sitting in circle together with many young people talking to each other. Sight was amazing and while talking we passed from sunset to twilight to candle light. 
Later Nick, being a good father, show curiosity and concern about our long conversation.
Few months later I met my future wife. She is from Beijing. We had a daughter. Now Bali is out of my way, but ancient friends are always in my heart.

Please be patient to me and if you know, tell me how could that happened that such a wonderful guy went wrong. What, if you know, his inner suffering.
I cannot ask directly to Indra, nor to Nick.
When I will write to Indra and Nicholas i want my words to comfort their suffering hearts and not reason for further grief.

OM Shanti

Chicco from Milano</description>
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Later Nick, being a good father, show curiosity and concern about our long conversation.<br />
Few months later I met my future wife. She is from Beijing. We had a daughter. Now Bali is out of my way, but ancient friends are always in my heart.</p>
<p>Please be patient to me and if you know, tell me how could that happened that such a wonderful guy went wrong. What, if you know, his inner suffering.<br />
I cannot ask directly to Indra, nor to Nick.<br />
When I will write to Indra and Nicholas i want my words to comfort their suffering hearts and not reason for further grief.</p>
<p>OM Shanti</p>
<p>Chicco from Milano</p>
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