Everyday I boarded the same monstrous bus which took me to a hell (college) . But today was a lucky day for me because when I reached the stand a magic bus was waiting for me. A bus whose destination was my hometown, where a proud father and a worried mother are waiting since six months now. In the bus all the past memories came back to me. The last time I hugged my grandfather before leaving , taste of the local snacks and the kiss filled with mother’s love Then the damn alarm started snoozing right in my ears making me realize that it was just a dream and I am just another contestant of the heavenly game God’s Fool of the day.