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His laughter was infectious; his eyes had penetrated my soul. It felt as if his emotion reciprocated mine. I was falling in love with a man whose name I did not know. Yes, we engaged ourselves in hours long conversation never asking each other’s name. It was insane. But <em><strong>love is beyond sanity</strong></em> I suppose.&nbsp;</p>\n<p>When Grandma prepared meals, I would stroll in the park; go to department stores and book stores with a hope of seeing him again. It never happened. Probably I’d never see that man again. The only thing I could ever have of him was a fond memory of him <em><strong>‘Inferno’</strong></em>.</p>\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;On the day before my departure, I packed all my stuffs and selected my travel outfit to return. I was about to put myself to an afternoon nap when I heard a knock on my door. It was Jack, my childhood buddy. 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You just order something to eat’, </em>he said and left.</p>\n<p>&nbsp;I was looking for a waiter to place an order when something caught my eye; a<strong> </strong><em>familiar</em> face and a <em>familiar</em> pair of khaki trousers. <em>It was him</em>, smiling at me.</p>\n<p>&nbsp;Chills went down my spine and my hands started to shiver and I froze. I started feeling my heart pound with nervousness and I was engulfed by euphoria. Just as I rose to greet him, I saw that he wasn’t alone.</p>\n<p>&nbsp;Beside him was <em>another familiar face</em>. It was Jack, firmly holding his hand and pointing at our table. 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