Dreams Unlimited!!!

I was drowning. A storm of water was coming from all the sides. I did not know swimming. Where did so much water come from? Was it real? I tried flapping my legs and hands up and down.  My athletic efforts were temporarily rewarded. I came up to catch a whiff of fresh air. But that was all I could get. I was going down and I could not come up. I was not aware of anything else except the water.

Suddenly, the water disappeared, leaving me dry... I was soon dispersed into various small particles. And I swirled in the wind like a tornado. At one place above some mountains, the swirling particles paused and concentrated back to my physical form. Imagine the view of superman or Shaktimaan here (You may view SuperLady or Lady Shaktimaan, considering that I am a female... :) ).  I viewed greenery; felt as if I am on a cloud and soft breezes touched my face. 

I laughed and said "WoW!". " Is this the so called 'swarga'?, Am I dead??? ", I thought. I heard someone saying "What, what are you murmuring?". Opened my eyes and found my roomie beside shaking me... "Uh! was that a dream?? I want to continue it..", I said and wrapped myself in the blanket again...Obviously, it never continued.. I wished that dreams were like movies in a DVD player, where one can pause it and watch it whenever one feels like.

"Dream is not what you see in sleep, dream is the thing which does not let you sleep." - A.P.J. Abdul Kalam. 

The quote no doubt, sounds very nice and wise, but frankly, I have never been able to accept it completely. I would call the 'dream' in the above quote as "aspiration" or "ambition" or simply say "a goal", for I see dreams in deep sleep; you don't know what unexpected thing you may face the next moment... A scary dream may turn into a pleasant one at any time and vice-versa; a meaningless dream to a meaningful one..... The best thing about dreams is that fleeting moment, when you don't know the difference between reality and fantasy, when for just that one moment you feel with your entire soul that the dream is reality, and it really happened.

My Magical Mom

She waited for us to come back from school at around 2.30 PM every day. She was ready with a plate full of rice mixed with some curry, as we got fresh up. My mom would then feed us morsel by morsel in each of widely opened mouths with a loving heart- with just a story along with food. This is one of the earliest memories of my childhood. And I wonder that it is same till date. There is some magic in my mother’s fingers that makes the food tastier.Whenever I have sleepless nights, I sleep near her silently. She raps on my head gently with her hand. There is some magic in my mom’s hands, which absorb all my worries and just within a few seconds, I fall asleep.

My mother has a virtual x-ray machine fit in her eyes, which reads exactly what’s going on in my mind. There is some magic in my mom’s eyes. This is one of the reasons that I have never been able to tell a lie to my mom. Whenever tried, I failed miserably. She would see sternly with a raised eye-brow, and then with a big smile says “JHOOT!”. “God! Pakdi gayi”, I think and then GRIN... She gets angry very soon but melts soon too. So, I decided not to do this again in my life... Being truthful is easier than to face the shame after this GRIN!!

Remember the ‘Jadu ki Jhappi’ of ‘Munna Bhai MBBS’? My mom’s Jhappi has the same Jadu... The warmth of her hug wraps me with all the nice things and care for me.There is some magic in my mom’s hug.

My Magical Mom’s love is something that I could never explain fully; it is made of deep devotion and of sacrifice and pain. It believes beyond believing when the world around condemns. 

Mother's love is far beyond defining, yet it defies all explanation and it still remains a secret like the mysteries of creation. Many people no matter how hard they try cannot understand the great evidence of God's tender guiding hand in Mother's Love.