Tuesday, December 15, 2020


 As I was growing up , I decorated a lot of dreams. Thinking they usually come true . Hoping they would . Then I realised, they are just dreams . Meant not to manifest or rather to be broken repeatedly. 

The reality started creeping in slowly into my being . Taking over the realm of imagination and dream like quality of my thoughts . I felt like a drill sergeant. There was a time in my life where I could not pen down a single word . Then one day , the dream like quality of my being fought with the drill sergeant . Rest is history like they say .

Today I have my blog . My heartfelt poems and that reality has to be there but only with dreams . Dreams take you to a field outside your realm of life for sometime. Hoping against hope for a lot.

Sometimes ! We do need that too. To keep us going. 

What the universe manifests , it’s totally upto it. We can hope , envisage , dream and breathe . 

Today the world is in a turmoil . Basic existence has become a Herculean task for many . Anxiety attacks are on the rise . The will to live is being lost. Then what comes to your rescue . The desire to hope .

Hope for the Best!!

Let’s hope together and throw it out to the universe . We want a Rocking 2021. Please make it happen . 

Stay blessed. Stay safe .

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