Unrealistic Dream

Technically, I didn't remember when my dream changed...confused between dream and aim I guess. Me being shocked to people around me and always used to write unrealistic things, and for doing that, I was marked as 'storyteller'. I often used to call my friend to listen to my story.

Why don't you write realistic things?

I do but to be honest, I wish one day in my unrealistic story to become the reality of my life. Unrealistic's doesn't have any synonym to IMPOSSIBLE. Reality may give you pain, depression, frustration blah blah... But Unrealistic gives you Hope. 

I remember the day. When I sensed something cooking up but I calmed down my self coz its usual things for me...

At 7 o'clock evening

I was telling one of my new imagination stories to one of my friend, I was holding my diary where I scripted the whole story. I was too busy telling the story so I didn't recognize the tune of anklet. Suddenly she reached to me and my friend who was listening to my story runway to her bed...

She asked

"why your story session open during study hours?"

With a hidden smile, I stayed silent suddenly she took way my diary from my hand... I requested a lot to her not to read my diary. But she seized my diary. Then the next day I with finger crossed, the heartbeat on a rush with fear went for my diary to the warden quarter. 

She first laughed at me and replied

"Write some real things..." With her cruciate smile. Then she complained about me to my parents. My parents believed her too. That time I felt my presence my interest fooled myself. Maybe everyone right I was wrong, my story deserves some reality ladder to get appreciation. Then I closed my interest in writing and telling the story. Somehow I managed myself without writing for two years.

Days passed, I choose to engineer as my career. Everything was fine and great for my family and society. One day I just remembered my dream, my unrealistic dream and I posted one of my micro-story for one magazine. Then after someday the magazine's editor called me for another story...coz my first story was hit one. That was the biggest achievement for me. Like my unrealistic dream get a ladder to its destination.

Telling someone my dream might draw a faded image in front of every eye...so I changed my penned name..."Adya to unique_heart".

Apparently, today I love more than what I was yesterday. Don't know why but it's like an unrealistic dream wakes up my realistic Adya...#unique_heart.