Hey, I know you must be busy untangling quantum theories and attending prestigious conferences. Hundreds of research papers are under your name. Undergrad and PhD students look up to you for mentorship. Your mind is called reckless no more, but valued properly. But, I am shackled here. Tethered by the world's bids. I can't immerse myself in hours of Maths and Physics self-study, because all the world wants from me is good marks in each and every subject, whether I like it or not. I am trying hard to learn things outside this enslaving syllabus, you know. To be you. To solve equations like you. To theorise paradoxes like you. But, sometimes, it gets so hard. Sometimes, you are only a vision to me. Yet, your image fuels my ambition to go on. Sooner or later, I shall reach you. Your past