To the world, I may be their tool,
The way I live life, everyone takes me as a fool;
For I tend to relax in the fields of memories,
Sometimes losing the present self to travel back in past centuries;
The loved ones try hard to push me in regular life’s cycle,
Being unable to understand anything about time travel & my survival;
How incredible it is to feel something unseen, pulling me back in time,
None but the heart confides, it’s the long lost Love urging for companionship, till the end of time!
-Aneet Mahajan
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