Dreams reveal a whole lot of things that makes you or me puzzled. Today was no other different day until I got pampered with a particular dream, which in a way, was a morale booster.
Its tweaked and faded blueprint starts from here -
A person whom I admired, abstained me from continuing a job that I was well desired for, he sacked me and drove me out. Some of my friends were sobbing with their heart, some were pacifying me, some were encouraging me, and some were praying for me in order to gift me the strength to prove what myself is I am.
Dumbstruck was I, left with no other option, packed my bag's back to home. Without enough money but with huge luggage I walked through the pavement of busy roads, weirdly alienated. Anything would prove less satisfactory for me unless it is my desire‘s unpacked!
But At times, when you yourselves are aware of the fact, the bloody fact, that you're not anymore in a herd makes you poignant enough to find your strength. You find a motivation from no where; you pick it from sand or clasp it from the breeze! But for sure, you’ll make a move.
I walked on. I had a meager meal. I searched for single room lodging. I found, I paid for it; I was on its wind swaying cot trying to gulp down some water from a steel jar. Spreading some old newspapers I lie down ignoring the decent delicate cot. “How I will get sleep? I’m getting drowned.” I said to my selves.
To be surprised I found a man hiding in that room. Before I was about to grow a mysterious fear, with a superfluous smile, finely hallmarking him, He asked, “Are you packing back home betraying your self?” I got perplexed. Erm…, I replied, “I’m No youngster than a confused lad of insipid dreams, and I myself furrowed my destiny to hell!”
The man continued smiling and said, “To hell? That sounds interesting!” you know, actually there is no one in hell, and who are in are peace lovers. All big rouges entered the heaven bribing and with corporate recommendations. In a way they’re making hell a better and peaceful place. You may even know the plight of some golden weddings which were made in heaven!
“So, you’re Lucky”, and he continued with a laugh -
“Make your Heaven out of the Hell!” he stopped laughing and walked out.
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