What does one envision when they think of the future? It's a question that we ask our young ones often, a question that the adults usually end up bringing to the table in their daily conventions and the answer to which, over the years, has become clearly perceptible. Grand building, drones in the sky, use of AI in almost every field imaginable etc.
That is exactly what I used to think of when I was a child, living in that fantasy world in my head while my grandfather narrated tales of his youth and how they wished the coming years would be like. However, there was this agony and remorse in those wrinkled eyes of his which never failed to appear whenever I asked him how things were like when he was young and how they have changed since then. He always had the same reply in store for me, the usual pat on the head followed by uttering those same words, "I wish I could relive those days". I never really understood those words until the day I decided to go out and see the world for myself.
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Short StoryHey people! This is the first story that I wrote after a really really long time(as a kid I have been writing really weird stories and then I lost touch and didn't really get the time to do something (ू˃̣̣̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣̣̣ ू) ). Anyway, it's a short sto...
