After some months, there was summer vacation, so the Orphanage would be closed for two months of vacation, however, the charity activity would never cease here. I made up my mind to visit the Saint, however, after my last working day, I got a call from one of my friends, Jackie. He was the one who gave me the news about my love's death, when we met. Since a long time, we were not in touch, just a call once in a month was made or dead contacts for a while.

He called me, as he was preparing for Government Exam for the post of Collector one year ago, and he had successfully cracked the exams with flying colours. He is now posted in a small village, where he is living a comfortable life, I was glad, as he had reached at the prime of his career. I never mentioned to him, about my exposure to mystical powers, let I be bloke in front of them, but I am palookas no more. I am still a man who refrains from uncouth and diddle, and don't indulge in pandering. I am facing the fact. I haven't clapped my eye on such mesmerising things since ages.

He had called our friends too, however, as they were busy in plodding in office, so they were unable to make it. However, as of mine, I had a good two-month summer holidays in front of me. After few days, I packed my bags, and caught a bus to his dwellings, as checked from the conductor of the bus; it would be three and a half hours of journey to the village. I was leering outside the bus, I got the left window seat at back, so it was slouching at seat, as the trees, delphiniums and hedges tilted away from my view, as I checked my watch; it was ticked half past eight.

The sun was gentle and warm, as it was early; however, as the sun soared up in the sky, it emitted fire on the earth. Not to mention, it was a summertime, and during summer, the sun works overtime. I viewed at the distant mountains covered with deciduous trees.