Leaping out from all reasons, I am morphing into mystic fusion… What is the past? Now, getting the vision, It is all about my heap of decisions. I am on embark of life’s abduction, I need to dissolve its mystic version. I know I must perform the time's direction, I am attuning silently, its restriction. Gushing up out of the mundane constitution, I am carving myself through evanesced lesson. Rupsingh Bhandari