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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