A couple of years before surgey, even before the last few days of my first symptoms could be noticed,  I was a healthy young man, studying in college, and never knew anything about the miseries and mysteries of my future life.

One fine day, on  November 22nd 2003, I got up from bed and did all my work as usual. On that day, I went for shopping with my closest relative and had lunch with him and enjoyed a lot. Then, I went to the Airport to send him off to U.S. I did not have dinner that day as I lost my appetite and was busy going to Airport. There, as it was getting very late, I began to feel like having high temperature but still normal, and had a lot of appetite. So, I concluded, that the next day I would be having fever.

                                   For easy understanding I have divided the whole book into parts (or Chapters).