One day gone

There comes a time when life doesn’t make any sense. It happened long time ago, when I was a teenager. But today, I am not.

Just when I thought life was going smooth, I was hit by the vagueness of it.

BAAM!

Where is my life going? What am I doing? Am I doing something meaningful for myself or for others? Myriads of questions seep into my mind. They worry me, not so much by the day but definitely by the night. But what good is worrying and wandering in the vague dark corridors of my thoughts. So I decide to catch some sleep and chase some dreams.

One day gone. One more to come.

 

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Incubating

Incubating on ideas, inspirations and dreams is not enough. It is not a full proof plan as well. One needs to guard, keep a track and protect those by taking actions. Only birds can sit for long on their eggs to make them hatch, but we humans need to work harder than them by taking actions.

 

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Life is…

We all make plans and there is nothing wrong with it. Right? Planning, organizing and executing are essential steps in reaching ones goals. But sometimes the plans even if rightly executed don’t really lead us to our desired goals. And sometimes they work like the universe just sat with us in the making and execution of fulfilling our goals. It would be right to say then, “Life is too short to make long plans.”

Sometimes life makes me ponder over some of my decisions and then I think, and then… I rethink and the process continues till I complicate the simplest of things. It’s then, when I can say, “Life is too short to make it complicated.” But I also think it is not life that is complicated it is the people and the relationship that binds us together that at times is complicated. So I try to keep the relationships simple and people, well…sometimes they are happy and sometimes they are not. So I simply, let them… be them.

Life is too short to hold a long book of judgment. In life it is so easy to be judgmental about people and things. There was a time when I was too judgmental about life (as in people and situations). It didn’t do me much good and was the right tool to have a hazy outlook towards life. Today, with the book of judgment thrown away life looks fresh.

I would say dreams make us more alive. If you don’t dream… then you should, and if you do…then dream more often. Dreams have a magical power of transporting us into another life and so I would like to say, “Life is too short to bundle our dreams away from us.” Recently I have started painting and making craft. There are still other dreams that have started whispering into my ears and I’ll start with them one by one.

tequila

Life can be a lot of things to a lot of people but to me, life is… tequila shot, to be lived and enjoyed with gusto and a little bit of sour lemon and salty tango to uplift our spirits of life.

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Dreaming Chariots

Dreams are the most expensive chariots that a human mind can invent and afford. So sometimes in the night, I board my chariot to fly to an invisible distant land.

Dreams come to me as I sleep. But sometimes a tired body and mind cannot make dreams…so I sleep. However, sometimes they are so active at work that I’m misguided to believe if I’m really awake or sleep. But I know I could be sleeping here and may be awake somewhere else. Maybe that’s why I feel the shoes that I’m wearing are so heavy when wet as I fell in the puddle of water and the mango tasted so sweet. What about the streets they look deserted and it’s night, it could be the real word as well after all I just read a billboard. I was so certain because I certainly remember the letter”h” from my dream…and the letter “d”. I remember reading the word but what could be the word with a h and a d…no point wracking my brains.

I bet the mangoes were sweet. And what about the colour I could not be mistaken about that had it been a dream it could be read or orange or blue, why yellow. Waking up I swirl my tongue to get the taste…but of course it was a dream. My interpretation would be: waiting for some results or simply wanting to eat mangoes.

Sometimes I’m running down the hill, and all of a sudden I just fall tumbling like the Jill from nursery rhymes – Jill…tumbling down the hill. With a pounding heart I wake up to catch a breath. To me it sounds like I’m running away from a situation and I should make a decision about it or I just need to exercise…maybe I ate too much at the party.

Sometimes people of great importance from the past just come flying in my dreams. It is so hard to tell that they will be gone as soon as I open my eyes. I dream about them when I simply miss them and need their presence in my life.

The other times I dream of shopping, fighting with my sister, or shouting for no reason and sometimes I’m sleeping in my dreams, sometimes visiting my old house. I know they don’t mean anything and are just my heart’s desires or wants.

Dreams can mean a lot sometimes and sometimes they are just fragments of past memories or present situations or a dream for a better future. Dreams can be an escape from the present world to an unknown world. Therefore, I would like to believe that: “dreams are my chariots that take me to a new or a different world that is filled with adventure, mystery, sometimes misery and sometimes a pure bliss to discover. How can I miss a free ride to such a world? So I dream when I have the time and sometimes I take a break.”

But if you don’t dream then…don’t worry. This is also good. I sometimes give my mind a break and then I don’t dream at night the only difference is “I am day-dreaming”.

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