Life in Dreams

Life in Dreams

“How long have you been dreaming?” A question hard to answer... probably not... maybe! What was the first one that you dreamt? A scary nightmare because you saw a hideous toy before going to sleep...  or an unknown path on which you were walking, tripped and fell down just to realize that it was just a dream.

Knowingly or unknowingly we have been dreaming from the time this small thing called mind was created. And now when I have traveled through the wilderness of my small life, I have come to realize that the meaning of this word ‘DREAM’ has been changing with every single step or rather every event of our life that we update on our Facebook timelines.

Dreaming of a scary night when you are stuck with a monster back in childhood... Dreaming of an exam in which you ran out of ink or almost forgot about the exam when you are a little grown up... dreaming of an absolutely perfect date with your crush in your teenage... dreaming about a perfect job and  a rich life when you are a little bit more responsible... and then.. Dreaming about all the good things when you are going through a bad phase... And then everything changes! The eyes are no more closed and deep inside your heart you start hoping all your dreamy imaginations will come true one day.

And then slowly your naïve hopes and expectations start finding solace in these sleepless dreams. Not to forget these dreams, when taken aback by reality, drifts you back to a state of despair. Despite of all the cons that these intoxicating clouds of imagination have, I love them... because they make you live each and every jiffy of that moment when you are building stories of your perfect encounter with life. And if you use your left side of your brain (the imaginative one), well then your silly, untamed dreams will let you live each and every joy you wanted to live, each and every curve that you wanted to smile, each and every tear that you wanted to cry, and all the hopes and surprises that you wanted to be true... someday!

Yes... That is why I love my Life in Dreams! Because they let me live a life that I wanted to live... and there is nobody to question. What difference does it make if it is real or not, if it makes you happier than you are in reality. At least you lived each and every moment that you wanted to and it made every second worthwhile.

So when I was extremely sad... crying like hell and sought support, could not talk to the people around me still wanted to be found out, consoled and healed, I stood up from my bed and went downstairs. I sat all by myself in the parking and cried till the tear bucket was empty. And just when I had enough of gaping and hoping to be found out, my friends, family and significant others came running... looking for me, found me, hugged me, asked me and healed me. That was what I dreamt of... with eyes wide open, sitting all by myself in that parking lot. What did reality give me? No one! What did my dream gave me... everything I wanted and just the way it was needed. And I pictured it again and again in my head... and that gave me peace and I smiled to myself. I lived that moment exactly the way I wanted to.

That was a single incidence from my treasure. But I live in dreams. It’s like a completely different life that I live, every day, every hour, every second, even every heart beat.

So the conclusion is... one has to fall down one day or another says reality. Things won’t happen the way you expect them to. So why not fly high before you fall, says a dream. Because to fly high and then fall is way better than to crawl and fall when both hurts the same. At least you could see the whole world, rather whole world’s happiness, from the heights that you flew.

Keep dreaming! ;)

- Pratishtha