Sweet candies, ice-top hills,gushing rivers,sizzling castles and knights on a dark horse and magic wands that would turn all the evil into glittering diamonds. these are some of the beautiful dreams every girl treasures in the deepest of her fantasies, but girls chocolates can be sweet, expensive jewelery can be glittery but in case of life it can never be sugary and dreamy. in this real world magic wands are not made to turn evil into good but dreams to ashes. the rivers here carry the sorrows of the separated romeos and juliets.
life is too sharp for girls who find it difficult to relate their dreamy blues to practicalities. All flows with time and tide where moments are wiped with just a swash from the memories of the loved ones, requests are turned down with a bash of disappointments. I recently read an article in the newspaper regarding an issue thats true to almost all our lives, we girls and even women of any age have been reading passionate romantic novels since a long time and with time have developed a certain notion about those swept away lives and the charming prince. well in real life the charming prince does come and sweeps you off your feet but then you soon realise that to spend your life further with your prince you have to return back to this ground. Many women accept this fact that dreamy castle scenes can only be found in those highly romantic mills and boons and many like me take the dream ahead and try to stay in their own world.
so girls if you listen to what i say then i feel that every girl should understand the fact that real life is full of those every second bitter stunts that count on your sentiments. So create a small secret world of your own. The secret world should have a secret door and a secret key, girls i can bet no one except your own heart on this earth can get to that door because its only yours, treasure all your dreams in it, nurture them, cherish those dreams, build up diamond castles in it and visit it at least once a day, and m sure that this will help bring the balance between the world and me. remember your are me, the pretty me.
New days, new flights, new ways to go
Running through sands there are new seeds to sow.
Blinking to the shine of destination
He stands there stunned in admiration.
Look!!! there is a garden grown to nurture your paths,
Don't turn them to hot hearths.
Slow be the shine of your fate
Let the destined diamond be ultimate.
Shhh!!! no ripples have gone silent.
No havocs have died
The storm has just begun,
Bring to life the roots that have long ago dried.
So do it man!!! You can make it all....
Rock it hard!!!You have to stand after every fall!!
At night when I look up to the moon in my balcony singing a melancholy song with the stars always beside him, I wonder how many miles he must have travelled to reach this window of mine. I wonder what pains he must have taken to stay stuck in the dark universe just to make me happy. Look am so happy with my fantasies. Distracted by the tick tick of the clock kept on my table a thought suddenly took a flight in my mind. It’s been so many years and I haven’t seen anything. The world is such a wonderful place to cherish every ounce of my happiness and I haven’t nurtured my sight yet. The time is flying away so fast, no dew is waiting for me, no tide slowing down, So many tasks to be done, so many smiles to be seen, so many minds to be read and so many worlds to be discovered. I thought of the long day that just went by me in just a few moments, and it seems as if this world is so virtual that fades away just like that in front of our eyes. And so real to be experienced.
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