The Touch Of Revolution

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Well okay, coming back to Sawyer, he was the guy I was made to sit beside by my teacher the day I was admitted to Providence. He stared at me as if he was well aware that everything at that unknown place is going to be fine, so no worry. "What is your name ?", he asked grimly. With my red eyes and cheeks, I answered "Ares". Within a jiffy I started crying again and he continued gazing as if "Why is he crying ?".

So let's make it short. That was the first day I met him and from then, he's only the one with whom I talk even when the whole world sleeps. So that day when my phone vibrated I thought that it was him, so ignored for that time. Thinking it to be ego ? No , he knew when I avoid his messages or calls so he wait until I reply back. Looking at the moon, I went again to those good old days I've been through. But after few minutes, the phone vibrated again and when it continued that for two more times I thought to check it, felt like it might be something important.

I still wonder, whether I should thank God for that day, or end my faith upon him. But whenever I think about that, I feel like yes, it was a blessing and not a curse. So when I opened my phone, few messages popped out. All were from the same contact. Though I can't tell all the things we talked that day, but can give a brief touch. The first message was a "Hello, do you remember me ?". And you know what the interesting thing was ? The contact was still saved in my phone.
It read "Aphrodite".

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