No More Dream

 


You are standing in the middle of the road while everything passes you by. It's like sitting in the backseat of the car looking out the side window, the trees and the houses passing by way too fast and you can't even slow down cause it's not you in the driver seat. 

It's an unknown person right there, you don't recognize him.




It's been 12 years now, the last time I lifted my cricket bat and went out to play without knowing this will be the last. Things started to follow and my childhood faded but the dust on my toys didn't. They are still sitting up there; like some treasure only for me to find them when I am not looking for. It's not just my childhood that's gone; what about the "Dreamer" in me?


                                    


This might sound sad but trust me it's not, it's only a part of the process.

There comes a time in your life when you realize how important it is to discover yourself but at the same time along the journey you start adulting, you grow up and now your dreams are no more yours, you are now sitting in a room on a workday trying to finish up your work waiting for the weekend to spend time with yourself, cause that's the only time you get.

                                   

Is life moving too fast?? Or am I just looking in the wrong direction??

Mom? I am a grown up now but can I still dream?

                                 

I pick up my pen start to write "No more dream" yet another story of how adulthood injects the word hope and throws away the word "dream". 

"With dreams as its collateral, the capitalism injects the morphine  called 'hope'".

Am I too far away? Or can I still go back and collect up my pieces and bring back the me who dared to dream? 

But how do I define the word "Dream", its not always about ambitions is it? It's about something that I love doing even when my soul is tired isn't it?

With this thought I am drawn back to reality , when I am sitting in the car, only this instance I see the one in the driver's seat. It's TIME.

And you know what it says to me??

" I can't stop, so sit beside me and look at the front, look at the road that appears to be slow, change your perspective, cause I won't stop I really can't . So you need to collect yourself up and enjoy while sitting in the front seat"

                                


Time will pass, it's what it does. But forever is a word that isn't defined by infinity; it's about how long can you love something, how long can you continue to do the things you love? So when you think about "No more dream", stop and look around; start small, start again, it's hard I know, it will get harder, tougher , there are more stepping stones than you can imagine but you need to make it right?? You need to make your forever worth it right??

"Changes are fated to happen, perhaps it is how we change that is our karma to bear"

So what's your forever looks like?? 

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