As nostalgia struck the senses, I was always richly having effected by nature existence, they always a feeling of awe with me. But one fine day as I was walking on jogging tracks my visionaries struck on a person dedicated on rounds, stumped we often clashed each other. One such unforgettable evening as my napkin felt, we clashed again and he handing me back my napkin, we dazzled on same likes and dislikes and conversations had no ends. Until we became good of friends and wondered how could some be such a Doppelganger have resemblances as mirror images as friends.