Tyson rested on his hostel room bed staring at the ceiling with depressing thoughts brimming in his mind. The thoughts gave him a sense of heaviness and weariness throughout his body. The more he tried to think through the thoughts, the more the thoughts overwhelmed him drearily, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake them off. He couldn't force any from the mind.

He sat up with a deep sigh, then reached for his cell phone on the bed's stand. There was one person he suddenly thought of who could be able to at least drive some of the depression away. He always felt a certain pleasurable feeling while listening to the person's voice, and he realized he had actually missed hearing the person's voice.

"Hello, Tyson." Nadia received her call with glad tidings, "How are you?"

"I am okay, Nadia." Tyson breathed with respite after hearing the lady's gentle tone, "How about you?"

"I am okay, too."

There was a short pause before Tyson spoke, "Are you at school, or somewhere else?"

"I am at school, why?"

"I just wanted to see you... to talk to you."

Nadia’s heart awoke, feeling pleased, interested and delighted upon the gentleman's gesture, "Okay. Where should we meet?"

"How about just there at your hostel?"

Nadia momentarily silenced, considering, but the idea became comfortable to her. She knew the gentleman highly respected her, and they both respected and valued the special friendship they had. It could never cross the line of reason and understanding to that of inconvenience. She felt sure about it, "It's okay." She said, "Come along. I will be waiting."

"Okay, thanks. I am on my way." Tyson happily said and ended the conversation. Just as expected, the lady had dispelled the weight of the depression that was upon him. He believed she was the only person with such an effect over him, and it made him adore, revere and cherish her more.

"When you first walked in…" Tyson's roommate suddenly talked as Tyson got to his shoes, "I could see that you were stressed. But now that you have just talked over the phone, you look happy. That person you have talked to seems to possess unique abilities of changing other people's moods."

"You are absolutely right." Tyson smiled at the roommate, "Whenever I am down I just think of her and imagine she is the only person who can be able to cheer me up, and I am right about it." He got up, "She is the only person in the entire world who is capable of cheering me up, even when I am just thinking about her."

"That is some luck you have." The roommate said, "Which makes you lucky." He then covered his head with a blanket on his bed, "Kill the lights on your way out."

Tyson looked at him, thinking how important his words were; That is some luck you have... which makes you lucky. He knew that he was indeed lucky to have a special woman like Nadia in his life. A woman who was complete in all moral principles. A woman who feared and worshipped God in religious accordance. A woman who was beautiful before the eyes of all. A woman with moral uprightness and ideologies. A woman who was a perfect example of how all the rest should live in the society. Indeed I am lucky! He would never let anything ruin the luck.

He walked to the door and opened it, switched off the light and closed the door behind him before leaving the room.