Dream

Once I had a dream.....

In that dream I sailed to an unknown land

Where I found treasure, affluence and modernist ideology.

The world has its arms wide open for me with post colonial perspective..

I found luxury, I met new people, food of great taste, historical places, sky scrapers,

I found scientific innovation, I got recognition

There was no rat race, no struggle

I could have led my entire life peacefully in that land.

I know I chased a dream and the dream came alive. What I didn't know

 was it my real ambition? 

The longer I lived in that eutopia

the more I distanced my self from the reality. 

Exhausted, confused I sat for a while under my own bodhi tree

And thought why can't I be happy with so much of luxury? 

Was I homesick? Was I Nostalgia stricken?

Then I decided to sail back home.

I was surrounded by my own people.

I saw my own people were struggling

for bread and butter,

I could see my older self  

one among them, struggling to survive

In the quest for a better life got dominated by my desire for escapism.

By seeing me they left all their work and welcomed me lovingly with humility and compassion

In the quest of grandeur,

I sailed to an unknown land, and preferred luxury over love.

What I lost was my country, my identity, my belongingness, the seasons, the grace, the gathering, the bright sun, and love 

My friends, my history, my footing.

I decided to struggle and that struggle ironically gave me relief.

Finally a sense of contentment rushed through my vein.

A tree bloomed again in its natural environment 

Then I realised I was not living my dream, I just woke up from an unsettled quest, I woke up from a nightmare to reality.