I can still feel the former me next to me standing by the door listening rap god holding a book with in his right hand swiping up the contents on the smartphone with the left and wearing a hood in summer nothing to do with the surrounding just enjoying and living and here I am all upgraded civilized changed me standing next to my former self in white plain shirt and black trouser holding a file and trying to make a call, why I have changed reasoning questioning my own self-bragging all along in a metro.



A girl just walked in and metro gates about to close in, she dropped her bag and grabbed my shoulder to help her self to stand my former self could have helped her and picked her bag for her but I stood silently and observing surrounding what’s going on in their mind while the girl just bent on and picked on her own bag and there my former self-staring me why and how you changed reasoning and questioning my own self in a metro.



The train slowing its pace must be stopping on next base the girl walked out and her hairs got on my face what’s happening around why I am feeling like a lily without a vase, she jumped out and vanished in the crowd race and still my former self-standing next to me looking directly on my face why that intense gaze in a metro.



I am still standing at the gate along with my former self and environment getting full of hate, I am dragging my self and he is just praying not ready to accept his future soulmate, why this all happened I could have resisted the law of nature but the change is necessary, it is the cruel fate, I want to start a chat and waved my hands and said hello mate, he ignored and I guess its a checkmate in a metro.


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