It was one of the hot summer midnights when the call awakes me up from my deep sleep with a jolt. It was none other than Professor Steve Oda from Tohoku university. That old chap! ‘Whats up man in this midnight!’ I yelled at him with a mock angry tone. ‘It is just a beautiful summer midnight in your country darling! And you are wasting it by sleeping! Shame on you young man!’ Professor laughs. ‘Now – just get up and pack your bag. Remember the promise I made you? I have got all the permissions required. don’t worry about your papers. They are done with me. Just grab your bag and meet me at the airport at eight sharp!’ I bite my nails as I sweat badly as I thought of my fiancée’s face. How can I bunk my marriage for the third time for the same old man? What is this sign? Why it happens all the time that when my marriage is arranged this old friend of mine calls for an adventure? What shall I do? My previous experiences are fifty fifty. That means one of the adventure, the first one was a success, but the next one flopped. What about this time? Shall I join the old friend after a couple of days? What will make the difference? Waves of thoughts flooded my mind but I couldn’t get a solution!