Dreams

By Teja Dalvi

Dreams. Who says we dream only while sleeping? I cannot forget that day. Holding my pen, my favorite diary in front of me and my hand scribbling away my thoughts. The thoughts became words without my knowledge and a long cascade formed a poem. I did not have to think deeply, for the river of thoughts channeled into its own formed way and pace. I felt a sudden curve appearing on my face. My lips curled and my face illuminated with happiness of creating something so simple, effortlessly. The ruled sheet of paper looked like a running race track in which my pen ran a marathon. Every word was into some kind of relay race, for the latter was indigenous to the former.

Writing gave me an unfathomable solace. It led me to enter a world that had plethora of possibilities, where nights met days, where distance of miles got covered in a blink, where there was no place for stereotypes and restrictions. This dream world confined its boundaries only int the pages of my diary.

Cut two. Reality made me taste its true bitterness and the world I created, which made me the happiest, got buried inside the pages permanently. There was a war between my dreams and those of my parents.’ My dreams were not equipped and strong enough to bear the aggressive, yet emotional attack. Thus, they landed in the same graveyard, in between the pages of my diary.

But what is meant to happen is unstoppable. We can never predict what future holds. The graveyard, as I called it, bloomed into a beautiful garden. The universe conspired and instead of a white coat, I wore my pride of being a writer. How it happened was a beautiful accident, something that made me believe in the power of beliefs and prayers. It also taught me that not every unfortunate occurrence is heartbreaking. It is presented in a disguise, a curtain which opens the land of opportunities.

Someday, life will force you to give up on everything, put yourself down and turn robotic. But the flame that you lit within you as a child, to be an achiever, do extraordinary tasks will never fade way. Yes, it might flicker a bit, amidst the storms and winds of situations, peer pressure, lack of confidence, etc. All you can do is guard it with persistence and patience because Fate turns its tables unannounced. 

Recline and relax. What you are chasing is cruising towards you.

By Teja Dalvi