When I gaze at the time: That was the moment of mine and I became century...

                                                  Time or Body

I remember when I ask myself what had passed, "Time or Body". Then Shaheer replied, "Body". Ask the same question again,"What is passing at this moment". Then a sound murmured," Today I am the alone". Then time replied again, "I am the fragment of imagination. A being looking at its own changing body begins to say my name. A being passing through desires and thoughts also blames me. Although I stand still."
Then I ask," What is your speed and action?"
Time answered while looking at Shaheer,
"Shaheer do you remember those moments when the wish to fly entered your being; those moments were to attain me. Do you remember that thought which kept thinking who is your own and who is foreign--who am I and what is Life; those thoughts were to understand me. Do you remember that search which kept on researching freedom; that search was too surpass me."
Then I looked at Shaheer who was enveloped in sigh of silence, which was nothing but sounds of thinking.I asked time, "Then how is your speed today, then who am I ".
Then time replied, " there is no speed today either, I am standing still today as well. Only difference is that Shaheer is also standing still today"
Then who is this walking along,I asked; and time again replied, "You"
Then I ask amazingly, "I--Mine--How is that, so"
Then time replied, "Look at your own being with depth, then be aware of who I am?"
When I gaze at the time:

That was the moment of mine and I became century...
That was my own thought and I was just consciousness...
That was my own step and I was standing as destination...
Time was my own moment--my own idea...
Shaheer was my own feeling--my own emotion...
I was nothing but emptiness

I was fulfill not only nothingness.