A Miracle on Collins Avenue (standard:travel stories, 588 words)
Author: Juggernaut	Added: May 27 2011	Views/Reads: 3295/2274	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Juggernaut unexpectedly meets an old friend after 4 decades leaving Caribean on Collins Avenue in Miami Beach and exchanges old conversations.

A Miracle on Collins Avenue 

Subba Rao 

“Juggernaut was taking a stroll on Collins Avenue in North 

Miami Beach; the Sun was slowly setting and the breeze was cold, it can 

get cold in Miami in January, thought Juggernaut, then suddenly he 

heard a voice shouting his name “Hey Juggernaut, is it you,” Juggernaut 

looked back to see a middle aged man with a long beard running towards 

him.  “Remember me, I was in your che 

mistry lab back in Trinidad,” the 

man was really excited.  Juggernaut stepped back to look at this person 

and trying to recognize him. 

“It is me, Paramhams,” the man stood right in front of 

Juggernaut. 

Juggernaut took a long look at the man while quickly going 

through his own memory lane to recognize Paramhams from his graduate 

days working as a teaching assistant in Chemistry lab almost four 

decades ago. “Yeah, man I recognize you, you changed a lot,” said 

Juggernaut with his mind still sifting through his old 

memories.  “Sure, so were you; remember me, I am from Belize came to 

the University in Trinidad in 1973 as an undergraduate.” 

“Certainly, how can I forget you with your unique name, I met 

nobody with that name again.” 

“Sure, I remember your comments on my name, you said most 

likely I was named after some famous Hindu Mystic from India,” 

Paramhams appeared to have remembered a long explanation Juggernaut 

gave on the Hindu Mystic Ramakrishna Paramahamsa died in 1886.” 

“Do you live in Miami?” asked Paramhams. 

“No, I am just visiting on a vacation to get away from the 

cold,” “How about you?” 

“I still live in Belize working for the Department of 

Agriculture, I came here for shopping as you know people from the Latin 

America and the Caribbean come here to shop, things are much cheaper 

down here than back home.” 

“Sure that's what I did when I lived in the Caribbean,” 

Juggernaut was very pleased to meet Paramhams. 

“So, how you like down here?” 

“I like Miami, here I feel comfortable among my brethren from 

the Caribbean and more importantly I can get various foods from the 


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