Twilight (Quantum #3)

Gita danced in rain, twirling in circles
Tipping her head back to watch the sky
Swaying heartily in her bright red dress
Surrounded by the rain, pummeled by it
But none of the droplets touched her form

Gazing at her hair glimmering in sunshine
Her aura glowed like an anomaly in twilight
I held myself in all strength, trying to ask how
Left wonder-struck with goose-flesh crawling
As Gita walked dry between the raindrops

I just swapped myself with the other Gita
from the other world where it is not raining

I am going to build a machine in my future
that would allow me to go back to my past
and shape different futures for me to swap

I am the present effect to that future cause
causing the effect of changing past in future

Hot air gushed through my chilled bones
I wipe a tangle of wet hair from my forehead
All my beliefs changed in that very second
Gita shrugged her shoulders in nonchalance
and exclaimed, “I knew you there already, Arjun”