Seldom we meet people, they are strangers. Destinies some time have unexpected in store for us. The rotation of wheels of time is a powerful process. It converts magnanimous mountains to dust, creates mature from the immature. Strangers sometimes becomes so close, their thoughts so meaningful that you want to unfollow all those people who you know the best and follow the strangers. Sometimes strangers become your only accomplice, your well wishers in a situation which demands the righteous actions…..