It Is Not Only the Sad Story

IT IS NOT ONLY THE SAD STORY COPYRIGHT-POETESS-MRS. ANJALI DENANDEE,MOM ............................................................................. It is not the story........... today , at dawn ......... i watch him......... at my that past village....... in my dream , ....... i am too little girl........ and he is the too-too-too little boy.......... i call to him .......... from the bank of our KHIRKI pond........... and on my palms........ the bowl of PAYES.... '' ASIS ! ASIS ! ASIS ! '' ........ though now i am not the girl.......... and he is not on the earth...... now he is only the soul........ yes......ASIS is my younger , only one brother........ and i never go to that my past village........ yet when i watch him in that place....... that he runs from the another side of the pond........ and comes near of me......... also eats PAYES from my hand....... then i become too-happy...... yes......i hope......... the science can discover it........ yes.......can give again ............ our past , at present........... yes the time can move backward also.......... it not only can go towards the forward.......... because the dream is the real fact..... yes.....so it is seen by me......... the dream is not absurd....... now i am waiting for that time...... when i can see my past as same as that time.... at present time.........