# Story My phone kept ringing. I checked my watch, thirty minutes past ten. Lights were still on. I might have fallen asleep reading. After two or three long rings I took the phone. I checked the number, not a known one. Swearing at the caller I attended the phone. X: Hello I couldn’t recognize the voice at the other end. But it sounded quite familiar, someone I knew from the past. X: Hello Me: Hello X: Hey this is me Sreejith. It has been so long, right? How are you? Me: I am fine. Where have you been? How come you called? There was every bit of irony in that. I was the one who escaped from the past not him. I still couldn’t totally make out the reason why I did that. Why is he calling me now? I had no idea. X: Do you remember Gayatri?? Me: Who?? X: She was our classmate, she used to be a good singer. Me: mmm. Yes. X: She is getting married. Silence X: This weekend. X: She was asking for your number. I didn’t have it then, got it fr
and a perpetual wanderer