Every person at one point in his life time is a #Dreamer and some believes in them and some uses dreams as a pathway to escape from this Hard-to-understand world and enjoy the fantasy world , though being fully aware of the fact that there is nothing truth in those fantasies but than also we love to have that moment . When i got admission in Army Public School Janglot , two things happen my confidence level got steep downfall and the second thing that happened was that I learned a new thing , the power of Dreaming. The feeling of unrest inside , the wanting to do something great, walking under the shadows of 🌟 🌟 🌟 passion churning inside , the particular moment when you feel like that one day you will save the whole world by using the hidden power which God Himself gonna unleash, might seem funny but at once point of that particular period of life i used to dream of becoming the first ever Indian footballer to play in English Premier League. It all took place in my Dream world.
Lots of Dreams initiates and many dissipates . Not being sure what to do in life, i used to think myself abnormal. But now i realised that it was all normal. Sitting in a bus while travelling back to home from school thinking that some alien attack took place and I got out of bus from window and fighting hard, yes i dreamt about it too when i was in class eleven . It was in class eleven when i realised or i can say finalized about the aim of Life. Now i become quite sure . I shared my vision with मां जी, she doesn't raised any question and wished wishes with assurance of support. इंसान को खुद-ब-खुद एहसास हो जाता है कि जिंदगी में वह कुछ बड़ा हासिल करेगा या नहीं। I always believed in achieving something which seems not less than a miracle. What is wrong in it?
Nothing . Yes i gave others opportunity to call me mere daydreamer but that doesn't demotivated me. Lets admit sometimes its great to fantasize.
It will be a quite hard to remember the very first dream of one's Life. Don't have any idea at what stage person starts seeing dreams.
I remember mine not because i am good at memorising but because it was a dream which i never saw , it was a dream of someone's else which i stole . Don't know what were my intention behind that act of mine , mere childish act or might be i just wanted to make मां जी feel better.
Let me narrate me the Dream first than will share whole story
The main protagonist of that Dream was my father. He brought a tractor , a big surprise to whole family. Than he gave sister and myself ride of it. A joyful moment .
Now i will explain the incidence of stealing. I was in our neighbour's home and Rahi, my childhood friend, was telling this dream of his to his mother and i also listened him quite curiously . I have never experience such thing till that date because i never knew what a dream is. Might be i had dreams but my brain was not developed that much that i would be able to memorize it after awakening. So that Dream of Rahi felt quite fascinating. Don't know what inspired me to steal someone's dream and share it whole with mother.
That was the start of whole new experience. I wish now that i could remember all my dreams. Yes i do feel quite victorious when i am able to memorize a little bit of dream after awakening and if the whole is remembered , Hell Ya! I am the King of the Universe.
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