Dreams...

“Do you have a dream?” she asked.

“Yes, I do!” he said.

Before she could know what it was, he asked, “What about your dream?”

“I think I have. Every time I see people with a passion, the one which drives them to toil hard and follow what they called dreams, I wonder if any similar passion is there which makes me dream too.
It was only sometime back I did realize there is so much I want to do in this lifetime, that the very span of life seems so short!”

“Perhaps you have a lot many aspirations!”

“No, not the so called ‘aspirations’. It’s like when alone I want to read, when with someone I want to speak my heart out, when no one’s there to hear I would write. I feel like expressing all the overflowing thoughts in a way they assume a form… a form which leads to creating something… Perhaps creating a building! Not concrete boxes to live in but spaces with a meaning, a purpose. Think of a house you live in and it seems to be breathing like you do. A creation which amazes and to understand which you require no effort; both at the same time!

There are times I want to sit by the river and hear its water sing while I sing along with it. Singing such that it does no matter how bad I am at it or if someone hears! Then at times, I feel like dancing to the silent tune playing around and then dancing hysterically to the loud music at parties!

Every morning in winter, while I sip the hot ginger tea I would enjoy the chilly breeze. In afternoon, I would cook for you… dishes which I learnt from my mother and the exotic ones… The ones I would learn while travelling to islands, cities and towns far away. Places where I would meet people, befriend them, learn their language, and teach them ours… where I would know how their culture is different for ours and still how we all share the same relation of love and cheer!

Not just this, but I would also go on to fly… not by a plane, but for real, with some real wings to go with! Yes, fly for real over those islands, gliding through the creamy clouds, reflecting in the azure, shining sea. Not to forget that all this while I will be clicking…. Clicking pictures to let you know later what my dreams looked it!”