I flew back in time and I came across myself flying forward in time. I could hardly make an eye-contact with that person..such was the conviction of that young boy, such is the emptiness of this grown up man..
..the older me was totally blown away. Notwithstanding the hurt of this degradation I asked him.."hey, how are we different ?"
..seeing the hopeless old me, the young me wrote something on a piece of paper, folded it, gave it to me and said: "Have a look at it when you finish this journey"
...After the utopic adventure was over, I curiously unwrapped the piece of paper.
All it said was: "I Fly Forwards".
-Harsh
