An island of memory forms in the vast oblivion. Emotions froth with warmth. Minds are connected through the broadband of nostalgia. An everlasting get-together of old classmates. They wage war against vices. They sob over sorrows that are not theirs. Pics of triumph get applause, while envy’s horn protrudes from a pit. Origin of congratulations and consolations is from the same key. Some purloin from philosophy. One buddy’s a marauder of wits. This WhatsApp group is a life jacket to escape from drowning in ennui First published in issue #17 of The Literary Hatchet(Pear Tree Press).