I was a lonely heart in near smashing crowds of Nehru Place this afternoonmy this visit was too mundane- to purchase a data traveller
but my heart always looks for alibi
as if God is simply free of its infinite work to please this pumping machine
time travels with unforeseen cardinals
but why we fall short of its goals
I have no reply at hand
as the equation and meaning of time is different with different scenarios
back home
I was surfing one of my sweet hearts snaps
why things are too close and infinitesimal at another quotient
my heart was poking me this time
some of my source of inspirations do come on line
but I do not converse at all
my questions remain to myself only
the vacuum gathers momentum
but I know there is hardly anything else
self centred existence is de fault causality
with which you have to negotiate
irrespective of your potentials
this is what time stands for
an elderly person told me one day
I still wonder
why we are so time circumscribed
is it we
or the existential factors put the final thumb
may be both
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