Virush was stressed. He has been working in an IT company for 9 years. He suddenly felt an early onslaught of midlife crisis. He felt that his life was empty. The moody weekend triggered his old memories, his memories at college , his memories at his hostel in his college. He was bit by nostalgia. And he longed to go back to those days. If and only if he could travel across time ten years back. Virush got on his bike and took a ride on East Coast Road of Chennai. He had no destination , just a metaphorical ride into his past. After an hour into the ride , he took a left cut into a bylane and reached the beach. It was getting dark and the sun was already taking leave. Virush sat on the beach and peered into the ocean . There was not a soul within sight. "Son" a voice called him over his back . Virush turned back and got startled at the weird looking persona. The person looked like a rustic mystic. Before Virush could answer he carried on "I know what is r