I ask you where you live and you tell me. The telling me is born of a concept, a remembrance. And one must have remembrances and concepts. But concepts, which have bred ideologies, are the source of mischief: you are an American and I am Indian. You are committed to one ideology and I am committed to another. This is conceptual and we are willing to kill each other. In human relationship, has anything conceptual any place? Has conceptual thinking any place in relationship?