“The world, indeed, is like a dream and the treasures of the world are an alluring mirage! Like the apparent distances in a picture, things have no reality in themselves, but they are like heat haze.”
Are you tired of running? Are you tired of dreaming dreams which would never become a reality? It's so natural. isn't it? Because these are really not dreams are they? We don't run behind dreams. We chase a mirage.
You know, dreams are beautiful because a mirage is. If you have ever been fortunate enough to look at a mirage in reality, you would know how fabulous it looks from a distance, and you think that you finally reached your destination. You go near it, and a little nearer, and a little.....then you reach and there is N.O.T.H.I.N.G.
Dreams make you feel exactly the way. They come to you, when you are in your most serenely state, getting a sound sleep. There is a slight hint of smile and a calmness on your eyes. Yes, you are dreaming a happy dream. You are far away, in a distant land, free from all pains, people you always wished to be with, a place where you always wanted to go, a life that you always wanted to have.....
Then you wake up, with a crystal teardrop flowing down from your glistening eyes, satisfied. Ah! But you find yourself back in the tragic reality. Bang!
You think, you wish that your dream carried you on a little while more, you were enjoying it. Truly. But it was just another mirage trying to take you through the journey, a memorable one..by the end of which you would find yourself in nothing but million grains on sand. That's it!
Then again, it's all part of our lives. We dream splendid ones, and cry over them, because they always were, are and will be in our subconscious, nowhere else.
Just like a mirage.....
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and yet we never learn...do we?
ReplyDeleteThere are many of us who wish to just not dream anymore, ever again. But, we have nothing to do. When she wants to, there is no stopping her.
Wonderful post Sneha.
This completely explains this week. Such a beautiful post
ReplyDeleteThe beauty of dreams beautifully portrayed. Nicely written:)
ReplyDeleteThe word is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone:)
ReplyDeletean apt comparison. the concept of maya comes to mind as well. dreams can't be touched, just like mirages. they keep us going though, in the desert of life ;)
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