I’d like to share a story, here is how it goes:
I made a wish, quite a while ago.
Time did what it does,
And with its passing, I forgot what my wish was.
Then I met you.
First, I was mesmerized by the serendipity of our connection.
And then I saw your soul, and in your soul my reflection.
As I looked closer, I realized:
When I made my wish, the galaxies in the universe began to conspire.
Together, they created a mosaic, a collection of pieces that reflect what I desire.
And in my life came this “Ansh”.
This is my story. And on these pages, I will try to share the intersections of ours.
But I wonder….Will words capture the reflections I see?
Could a finite space, truly represent your infinity?