Return Ticket

Fleeing forcefully in speeds of unmentionable limits, the soul, lifting and pulling itself from its occupant, traveling in criss-cross paths of darkly lit tunnels, settled in a place of undisclosed destination, where I searched for my forefathers, but could never find, When a strange echo put me through a triplet of questions, to one, which I responded, it said, this is the one I expected, and to another, it said, you are the only one to give this answer, When someone called me by my name twice, I heard, it ordered, take him back to where he belongs, in a split of a second, I realized, I am back to where I belong! *A patients narration of how his soul traveled through unknown destinations when he is being operated in a theatre and how it returned back after operation is crafted.