My Dreams..unlimited...

It’s all bout my dreams…I have got a lots of dreams…not just daydreams…but as our former President Mr.Kalam says, the dreams for the life time... the dreams for which am living…the dreams those are the inspirations for me to live…

But, for sure, all my dreams are not the ones for which am aimed to. There are some dreams for which am struggling a lot. I need to accomplish them. And am all set to suffer anything and ready to go till the end for achieving them…I can call them as my ultimate goals. Or my destination…

There are some other dreams. If it happens ,I would be happy ,else also not much worries…like some bonus points in life...am not desiring for them from my heart…but again listed in my dreams with low priorities…

Here am saying about some of my dreams those I never want to make true…I know I can make them true...but I don’t want to...you know why? There are some special desires which would be more gorgeous if they remain as dream itself….Moreover, if all of our dreams became true, then what is there to motivate us to live?

Am crazy about chocolates…I love them like anything…I remember, my papa used to get me chocolates everyday when I was young...he knows that without them, I won’t be happy…and whenever he gave me one, I used to tell him “no, papa I need two”. if he gave me two, I said” I need three”. Like that….still he gets them for me whenever am being to home…In my childhood, it was one of my most favorite dream that one day I would buy 1000’s of chocolates and fill my room, my bag, everything with them and will have whenever I would like to…today I know I can have lots and loads of chocolates at any time…but sure, I won’t do that…'Coz the sweetness which I feel from that dream, won’t be there in those chocolates…you know why? There are some things which would be more more beautiful if they would remain as dream itself…

Another thing is the story books…books are like obsession to me…still I have plenty of children‘s story book like “balarama”,”poombata”…old issues of them…my mom knows that those are a part of my life…and she used to keep them very safely…now also …sometime me and my brother took them and revise…then my parents would ask ‘do you have any exams on this tomorrow??” In my school days, exchange of story books was a regular process between friends…I still remember those days when we eagerly waited for the next issue of balarama for reading “mayavi” and “jumbanum thumbanum”…and I wished if I could collect all the issues of all the books!!!!!! And now I know I can buy all the issues of story books in every week/month as soon as they get published out….but I won’t do that…'Coz there are some things which would be more more beautiful if they would remain as dream itself rather than in reality…

I always love my dreams…no matter whether those are too small /big, whether I want to make them true or not ,whether anyone cares about them or not…. But I love my dreams a lot since they are giving me the inspirations to live…to love my life...to cherish each moments of my life…In my sky, dreams are unlimited…..

I just want to tell you....

“Cherish your visions and your dreams, as they are the children of your soul, the blueprints of your ultimate achievements."- {Quoted by Napoleon Hill…not mine...-:)}

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Trust, Relation and Forgiveness

I’ve been thinking a lot more about forgiveness the nowadays। We’ve all been wronged at some point in our life। In light of many experiences in life, can we learn to forgive and have unconditional love for those who so clearly haven’t had it for us? Is our forgiveness always divine or, is our forgiveness centered on selfish reasons - to get well and move on?

Just think about a relation which isn’t all able to see the pain in the eyes... Do you think that it’s healthy one? I don’t. Some relationships have some splendid features which can heal any wound ….but some others, though even close and being near always, only helps to bleed inside...

It is said that everyone is a spiritual teacher, especially those who hurt us. There are some people you see on a regular basis - the ones who sometimes pulverize your nerves, push your buttons, or even those who remind you of painful times. Our adversaries turn out to be our greatest teachers then, don’t you think? Does forgiveness then start a healing process?

The most wonderful of all things in life, I believe, is the discovery of another human being with whom one's relationship has a growing depth, beauty, and joy as the years increase. This inner progressiveness of love between two human beings is a most marvelous thing; it cannot be found by looking for it or by passionately wishing for it. It is a sort of divine accident, and the most wonderful of all things in life."

Forgiveness comes to picture only when the one who get let off by the other really wishes for the same… until and unless if she/he doesn’t wish for the forgiveness of his/her loved one, it doesn’t have any value…and of course our forgiveness will be treated as our Achilles' heel or mad…and we will be treated as the ones who is not realistic or not practical as to live in this world….but lemme have your answer from your heart, does love and relation can be practical? If can, it would be selfish na? Then can it be called as love or relation which is said to be as the most beautiful thins in the world….

And if we forgave even without saying anything or before even begging for the same, of course the other end won’t understand the value of forgiveness and always treat as the most waste and worst character in this world…why so? Is our forgiveness not divine?

Someone asked me once “What is more painful?? When a person whom you trusted hurts you or a person whom who hurt still trusts you??? Which one do you think?


What do you have to say about forgiveness, Answerers? How powerful is it? Is forgiveness even realistic? What are your thoughts on forgiveness? Can you truly forgive everything? What would be hardest thing for you to forgive?