There are always a few people in our surroundings from whom we can learn some great lessons and who also leave an undelible memory in our life forever. We must have willingness to find them. But, if found, they are rarely mentioned by words, spoken or written, when they are no more due to their momentous and short interaction. The place or time is of no significance when they are encountered or met. Their face, physique, and form are of no significance from this perspective. A same man who fell in this category is still fresh in my memory. He was called by the name 'Bagghe', or by which he was known to all. His original name must have been somewhat different and more meaningful, which his parents, or possibly, the people of his neighborhood might have assigned to him. This story narrates as I saw him alive and dead also.