25th april 2016, monday
just like last week this week also nicola and jacopo brought the money for my treatment. i wonder as they are just small kids and there is a scarcity of work in verona,but still they find work and earn a good amount of money, enough to pay may bills. but now they are not those nicola and jacopo whom i knew before the war. though they are children but there is a seriousness in their eyes. the war has taken their childhood.my brothers had lost their childhood, i have lost my legs, we have lost our parents but still there is some hope; some hope for a better future. war had not broken their sprit.