Dreamers Can't Be Tamed

Ever since my birth to its 12th anniversary I never knew what dreaming actually meant. People would tell me that it's something that comes when you are asleep.

Unfortunately I could never dream in sleep. Still I would try my best to dream in sleep. I would close my eyes so tight calling out every angel from heaven to appear in my dream. No angels came and gave me glass shoes and I was told that the angel would give me one when I grow up and now as I am a kid I would break the so called glass slippers.I was absolutely convinced with my mom's explanation. Neither the demons came to frighten me (Later I learnt people call it a nightmare not a dream and I had to curse everyone who taught me wrong) and this time I convinced myself that demons don't frighten children.

Years rolled and It was the time to celebrate the 12th anniversary of arrival of the Queen of queens

(I really don't know from where I found such weird names for myself).At that time I never knew that this day was the chosen, the day that gave me a solution for my "Why don't I dream?"syndrome.

It all started with it - The Secret Seven followed by the famous five followed by many others. I started to dream being a detective as mentioned in the books. Everthing was perfect, I was able to dream, Visualize things but I had overthrown the definition of dream - I dreamed with open eyes.I could hear voices, feel emotions and the pictures would start moving - very much like a movie.

The list authors changed from Enid Blyton to J K Rowling to now after almost 10 years to Paulo Coelho and a lot more staying at my home. Men May come and Men May go, but every one of them thought me how to dream,the need of dream, and especially Why to dream.

The Alchemist provoked me to ask questions to myself ,"What is my ultimate dream "? .I searched answers everywhere but couldn't find any.

The Monk who sold his ferrari taught me that the essence of alchemist that the answers am searching for are within me.They made me re-remember things I had already known.

After half a year and more I got the courage to accept my dream - To declare my dream to the world -Then I exclaimed, Yes! I too have a dream,a dream worth dying for.

I want to travel the earth. I want nothing to know about the geographics of lands but my travel would be something different.I wanna travel the earth to feel it's people, who are a part of my soul.I want to feel each and every human is every nook and corner of the world. I know this is absolutely impossible.Hence I decide to atleast meet a few representatives before I die.

Even the stars in the sky, the grass beneath my foot, the flowers around me are all a part of me. They are born from the same womb as I was born.

I have been bringing me up not to shut myself inside four walls but to explore the universe.It took me a long time to know the power of this universe.The womb I was born in was calling me to realise my purpose. I can't exactly define my goal but I know the way to reach it.Its only through travel.

It's not a dream worth dying for but is a dream worth living for till the last breath.