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Title: The Ring
Authors: Mohan, V.M. Vivek
Issue Date: Feb-2010
Publisher: CSIR
Abstract:  “Zackron,” he said, shaking my hand warmly, “Glad to meet you.” It was on the flight from Mumbai to Cairo. I was seated next to the window and, as usual, was taking quite a bit of interest in the sights below. “Beautiful view, isn’t it?” asked the man next to me, “I see quite a lot of that.” “You travel often?” I asked. “You could say that,” he replied, with a mysterious glint in his eye.We were soon deep in conversation, as if we had known each other for years. A friendship was struck and before we knew it, the plane was touching down on the tarmac at Cairo “I guess we part ways here,” I said as he hailed a cab outside the terminal, after having exchanged contact numbers.“Yeah,” he grunted as he loaded his luggage in the cab. “I want you to have this, as a token of our friendship,” he said, producing a small box.“What is it?” I asked, opening it.It was a silver ring. I was speechless.“Who knows what adventures you’ll have with it,” he said with that glint in his eye.And then, he was gone.I tried to contact him on numerous occasions later, but without success.
Page(s): 36-39
ISSN: 0036-8512
Appears in Collections:SR Vol.47(02) [February 2010]

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