man is a strange being, the desire of something more, something better in the future always persisits.
in ahmedabad, milan persists and in milan, ahmedabad persisits,
memories persist, people persist and the urge to be with them persists.
where does that leave today,
lived onto borrowing from yesterday and in the shadow of tomorrow?
today ....the most precious gift that god has given us.
yet it doesnt persist, perhaps in the future it will.... when it becomes yesterday.
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