The bus was taking halts at the bus terminals, so I enjoyed my breakfast in the hotel there; however, I was inclined to in taking more fluids, as the summer was making me increasingly parched. I even purchased two bottles of fresh water for my travel, as the village is now two hours away. I wasn't having face-off with my reminiscence and facing the music of my life. I slouched on my seat, peering outside the window, thinking of my life.

I never tried to fly in the face of life's rule, neither getting in the face of others. I whispered, "In your face." However, I wasn't much into teasing others. I also remembered my old love, and that is always a part of my life, I grabbed my bottle from the bag quenching my thirst frequently, as the sun rays were poking on my face. The bus was moving through woods, so I got a sun block, as the branches of the trees extended over the road, and in couple of branches, I saw Capuchin Monkeys scrambling and hanging on the creeps. The beautiful trees caught my eyes, as they were blocking the hot lights.

This was the time, where my patience and courage would be tested.

After a while, the bus was going among the houses, there were many small bungalows, and the conductor cried the name of the village, I understood that my destination has come, and the bus would stop at the small depot, as I viewed the bungalows, there were small farming land adjacent to the bungalow, the tractor harrowing the land, ploughs, shovels and other farming tools propped up on the stile. After a while, I saw a cul-de-sac adjoining the road covered with dead leaves, and at a distant of twenty feet, there was a Temple, and besides that there was a two-storey bijou, I guess that was the residing place of the Priests. The Temple was made of laterite stones, and it was shrouded with trees, so I couldn't see much, it's a good place for robbers to purloin from the Temple.

There was something peculiar in that Temple, as the Temple was cut-off from the village, so it seemed that the Temple is deserted for ages. As the Temple moved away from the view, I found myself in the curiosity of visiting the Temple, as the place is quite secluded. Later the bus halted at the depot, I got down, and rang my Jackie. He informed that; he is waiting outside the depot; I pulled my bag, and stepped outside the small depot.

I saw Jackie leaning his back on the sedan, I waved to him, he had worn a blue shirt, and white trousers. He welcomed me, and then, he told me sit inside his sedan, where he was leaning before, I sat inside the sedan, Jackie's sedan was driven by the driver, as he was a Collector, so he had ample of amenities, I congratulated him for reaching the pinnacle of his career, as I conversed with him, I understood that he isn't venal nor sycophant despite of his position he hold, and after a while, we reached the house.