What makes me, to long for old times,
Avidly waiting to touch those who were close at one-time;
Yearning to travel back in time & see everyone again,
At present, it seems to be the only remedy for my inner pain;
With high hopes, reached the spot where I bid them farewell,
Finding no one present there, got a heartbreaking shock, there I fell;
Got conscious and understood, the grip of attachment has caught me unaware,
Realized that after death too, the souls need Lord’s guidance to remain aware!
-Aneet Mahajan
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