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A letter to a person who can not dream.

                                                  Dream. A part in us that makes imagination seem our innate ability. A part that has always driven the mankind confused. The only reality that human brain still registers as an unfathomable virtuality.  One day you are at the bay, building sand castle with your kids and the second day, someone is trying to kill you. Living amidst the different scenarios of our cranial sphere slowly teaches us the miracles of life.  But that is not all. It is a wonder how these few seconds of unplanned imaginations leave an impact that ironically plans our entire day. Making us ponder over it, sometimes for hours, days and months. It is like taking a dip in an ocean that suddenly seems not to be built by us. A dip that sometimes drowns us and sometimes nourishes our soul. Like watching a movie being filmed. ...

A level of satisfaction we fail to attain.

Episodes when you observe, part 1 Susan came to her house and complained, ' My friends noticed that I was wearing the same jeans. Do you even realise how embarrassing that was. This time I somehow managed an excuse but trust me I do not want a next time. You better understand' She stomped into her room. Her mother managed to hear her murmur 'pathetic' as she shut the door. They exchanged glances. A long sigh.. Why are we like this? Have we forgotten to appreciate the things around us. Or is it really difficult for us to manage with the " just sufficients" While returning from a journey in a train I noticed something. Luckily my eyes were "wide open" this time. For there is so much happening every moment. Okay so what I saw was a not-so-newly-wed couple, sitting beside me smiling at each other. Apparently they just bought 2  twenty rupees toys upon the fascination it brought to the wife due to its light emitting property. They really enjoyed...

A Journey.

There is a journey i want to experience and i will. A journey that will clear me of all my doubts, that will answer all my unanswered questions. This may sound a cliche to many for that is what is happening in this world now. We are all awakening. Some still unaware of this. But i want to experience this journey and i cant delay it any further. It will be too late. Didn't they say half knowledge is a poison that slowly deprives you of all the happiness that it ever brought. I want to learn. Learn most of it. And my soul is ready, ready to absorb and assimilate every fragment of what you are going to teach me. Yes i can't wait any more, i want to experience walking barefoot in whatever is left of the Great himalayas with the stars of the sky guiding my footsteps. With nothing in my hands but so much in my heart to accept, i want to go on a venture, a venture like no other. A venture that might not give me the courage to disclose its secrets to the wholesome but make me ...
I pray that one day you wake up early in the morning to caress your body and admire its fierce scars. Wake up with a smile so infectious it makes the sunrise look even more beautiful. Then i hope you play with your hair and remember the days that brought you joy. And when you are done, keep your feet in the floor with your hands dancing in the mid air. Swirl around, dance like there is no tomorrow. Then stop. Stop when you reach the mirror. Touch its silver skin and smile again, looking at you is a soul stitched with so much precision, the universe would have taken a century just to have an idea of creating you. You are that gorgeous and you deserve miracles happening everyday in your life. And they will. Shreeraksha Naik 
Why dont we? It looked wonderful. The garden i was sitting in. The dusty lane around the beautifully constructed garden was all that made me realise that  i still love the place we are living in. I look around,  people of many age groups strolling in the lane. Some waited for their loved ones and others content being alone, absorbing and assimilating the nature's porn look. Even the animals were there. And they were happy, after a very long time they had finally found a place where they could live without the fear of being tortured, or Atleast for a little more time till perhaps something might change. Then i turned to my right. It was not like no one was troubling the trees, I grinned as i saw small hands shooting up to pluck that one red coloured berry from the nearest branch of the gaint proud angiosperm . I chuckled now at my sole companion there, the  tree that bore that red coloured berry and she seemed very happy for this was what she always wanted, to be lo...
And coming to think about it, dont you think we are all made up of love? Arent the atoms and molecules making us up held together by the very force of attraction? If they didnt decide to adhere to each others soul would we exist? If the heart said to the mind 'My ego doesnt let me pump blood to your place' would we exist? And so all of them decided to be selfless but why? Aint it to sustain our soul? Aint it to fulfill our thirst? Now that we are basically made up of atoms of love lets just nourish one another by this gift we are abudanced with. Shreeraksha Naik 
Then why not you? I will do it no matter what people say, i will do what i feel like doing be it sitting in a closet and dreaming all day long or standing in the street when its raining hard. I dont care if someone comes and steals stuff from my house when i am dreaming nor will i care if i catch severe cold due to the rain. But i will do what i want. Whatever i ever wanted to do, i will do. I will not care if you stand by me or wave at me, if i take a decision i will do it no matter what comes as a hurdle in front of it. I will do it because those little dreams i built where only mine to be. They are parts of me, parts of me which only i can stitch into a dress. Those parts that trust in me irrespective of what is happening outside of me. Those parts that still show a sign of promise and trust in me despite the fact i am breaking down. Those parts whom i can always look up into for they smile a smile that can make my day, those are my small dreams, my passions. Fulfilling which is ...