Once as I was walking hopelessly among the crowd, a man approached me, he seemed Thomas Edison, he gazed deep into my eyes saying " I just came to apologize, I shouldn't have invented light, your eyes are glimmered with all the brightness of earth ".
Few steps forward another man approached me, he seemed Hilaire de Chardonnet, he felt my hand saying " forgive me, I shouldn't have invented silk, I haven't a clue of your existence".
Feeling flattered I went onward uttering song of sweetness on my lips until accidentally I hit someone's shoulder, and that was Newton, it seems he came around to tell me something about gravity.
