“The train has entered into the Vancouver station. We are to part now within minutes” the girl next to me said hurriedly. We had been sitting next to each other for hours had a lot of talk. To me she was a rare breed. Her being a sun worshiper I dare call her solar girl. A Vancouverite and university student she was returning from Okanogan valley after some fruit picking summer job.
Before saying good bye she wrote her Tel. no and address on my address book saying Vancouver is usually rainy these days… then she gave me her rain coat saying I may return it at her home address after settling down. Later one after noon looking for job wearing her raincoat I realized that I was on the solar girl’s street. I checked the address book…Oh! Better I return her coat. And then standing at her door her mother burst into tears finding me returning her coat. ’ But she is dead three years ago’ then cleaning her tears she said,’ This is the third fall I am getting a coat from a stranger…’