I'll never forget the sweet old college days when I pursued my medical course in Pharmacy, and my friend James used to give me eggs. I remember vividly how he used to say it, even though almost seven years have passed. "I've laid four eggs today, and what time are you coming to my room to get them?" He would say, and I would burst into tears of gratitude. I thoroughly enjoyed them and always thanked him for his kindness. The truth is, James didn't like the way the campus chefs prepared boiled eggs. He was known as an entertainment director, and he had a reputation for making people laugh with his jokes. Perhaps, this was why the chefs liked him and ended up giving him extra meals. While everyone else received only two eggs, James got twice as many, which he saved for me. If we didn't meet in the afternoon, he would keep them for me in the evening. As a result, the number of eggs multiplied day by day, setting me apart from the ordinary students who qui