Yesterday, I went to the first day of LKG.
I saw my parents, so happy, and me with a bag on, posing for a photo on an old Android. I tried thinking of what he would be thinking. Maybe about the new place he's going to? Maybe who's gonna carry him?
I congratulated him and left.
Yesterday, I went to my funeral.
I saw them all - depressed, a few crying. I saw two people who looked strange, but they were his parents, faces deformed from crying. There was his best friend, grieving, interrogating himself about what he could have done... There was also his enemy, wondering if he was the reason. I tried consoling them, but nothing worked.
I said my prayers and left.
Yesterday, I went to my graduation.
I saw him on the stage, an average student now taking the honor of class topper. He was so proud of himself, maybe unaware of the alternative path he almost chose. His parents, now like photographers, all of those for WhatsApp I suppose.
I told him to live a long life and left, while his face showed confusion and shortly, realisation.
Yesterday, I went to the night of my death.
I saw his mother frantically try to wake him up, despite his partially missing pulse. His father, desparately, now with an ancient phone book and a phone. I saw him dial every number as I saw myself motionless. I saw people rush in, as I froze not knowing what was happening.
I left, unable to offer any help.
Yesterday, I went to the visit of my startup by the Prime Minister.
I saw him in a blazer, with darkness under his eyes, but pride in his eyes. His startup, once with no supporters, now makes devices for the defence of the country. The Prime Minister congratulated him for his achievements at such a young age.
I shook his hand and left, still traumatised.
Today, I look into the mirror.
And I beg him, the one I saw, to continue it.
Today, I went to the night I was born.
I saw him and his parents, treating him as more valuable than anything money could buy.
I whispered to him all the best and left.
Today, I went to the evening it almost ended.
I saw him, getting ready for the end.
I sat with him, and comforted him. He maybe didn't know who I was, but I did. I stood by his side as the day passed and he slowly regained the desire to continue...
Today, I came back from my journey.
Today, I promise my future self to not give up.
Today, I found the will to live.
Today, I realised I may not be the greatest.
Today, I continue to live.
Not for greatness, but for love.
Not for ego, but for my future self...