Next day having done with Monteal I went to station for my return journey home. Oh! what the hell! The man sitting in front of my seat was him. Seeing me he laughed. See! now you would not deny that I met you yesterday on Montreal railway station. ‘You must be devil present every where’ I said to him. A while letter he went bringing two coffee cups offering me one he said better we do some thing good while facing each other for next four hours. Thanking him I was wondering as who was this guy and why would he be so pasting on me. Siping coffee I continued assessing his looks. He was seemingly 22 dirty brown hairs roundness in face now blue now brown eyes wearing old cloths and hanging cigarette lighter on his belt. Must be some unemployed man? I kept wondering but didn’t want to ask or indulge in converation. So, I pulled newspaper from my bag and start reading each line.