Just b-e-l-i-e-v-e!

My wings are heavy My heart, heavier Looking into my heart His own reflection, the sky stepped down and took me over his shoulders I fly to vastness My dreams belong to a different world.

When ever I try to stay up and concentrate on my career, I fall down to my dreams of creativity. I am drawn to Creativity. But I have a strong notion that people often reflect what their soul contains. What do I reflect or what I have power to Reflect , I dunno... In the pool of black waters, I am struggling to go deep , in search of Purity, Beauty and Love !

All my life I didn’t do anything than dreaming. And the tragedy is, I feel contrary to my dreams. For example – I dream to be a great poet, writer. But I feel I am a better critic than a writer itself. Another one is – I dream to have a royal job where I don’t have to do much and get a fat salary but I feel I am better at challenges and management. Whew! So, I decide, no matter I run after getting a fat-salary-job, I would do my best to keep alive my other talents. I had some school-time-dreams like – Opening a Club, Being an editor of a quarterly or periodical. Seriously…! These are my childish dreams. But I see them fulfilling in near future. Yo! I have already opened a Club. The name is – LOL (Live Our Life) Another instant name like My-World. Well ! All I know is – I am not born to live inside four walls. I am not an Aquarium Fish. I am born to be a Name. I am.  via: Google images

dreams...dreams....dreams... I am talking about those which you see with close eyes, which show you the other world, takes you into your unconscious and reveal to you the secrets hidden deep in your soul. I am a dreamer. Both with open and close eyes. I can't stop dreaming and dreams can't help coming to me. Since childhood , I had been watching strange smoky dreams. The silly thing is , I still remember most of them, as if they have become a part of my reality, a part of my own being. I don't know whether they shaped me or I created them but they seem to me as real as real incidents can be. After my last night dream, (early morning dream) it occurred to me to write a series on my dreams. To pen down, every detail and their probable meanings.  I like to interpret dreams. I might not be able to write them in their proper order, but anyway, they will help a lot to reveal what my unconscious is like - oh, don't mind if its too dirty or dark , I bet, yours is neither b...

    You must have experienced it if your birthday falls in Summer vacations - during the school days you had felt  -Eh ! why i was born in June , because you did not have the pleasure to stand up in the class, be the star and distribute Yummy toffees among your classmates. But when you reached in College and stayed in hostel you realized - Ah! thank God i was born in June, because finally you could have a pretty fun time outside your Hostel Campus with the loved ones. So things keep changing. But one thing doesn't change regarding birthdays - the Expectations. I realized that for ten years I cried on something or the other on my each birthday. Gradually I made myself strong and didn't even bother if someone so Close didn't wish me. Although after anger piled up , I fought on silly things and finally broke up with those friends who didn't care to remember my birthday. Grrh.. ! Could't help. But you must be wondering why the hell I am talking about Birthdays...

We are the Rising Stars, aren't we? Will we Shine ? :)

"...is enjoying the Amazing feeling of having a dazzling ring on her finger..." Dazzling !! The word has caught her like fever. Everywhere she would see the ring. Bright dazzling but most of the times its her own Gold simple ring with a lil diamond in the center. Another ring ceremony. You can't escape, someone giggles inside, but not without a strange solemnity. How it would feel like when the ring feels the finger. The forbidding temptation. The ring the ring... dreams of ring... may be she was going mad or perhaps the fears had found another way out. She was really afraid of losing the charm of ring. She was afraid, one day after she wore the ring, she will feel deadly exhausted from bearing the excitement for so long. Imitation wears off soon or lately. But let that be for now. The ring shines in her little eyes. She has got to see a dream.