Once morning he asserted we are going towards future
I agreed.
Once evening I understood another truth -
‘Actually we are walking towards time'
He told time is also here
With me and you,
But is it the right time for us?
I asked.
He answered try to make right time
I asked how?
He asserted looks proper towards history
Find right history
And make another history.
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