“Dreams come true. Without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them.”
- John Updike
Do we have a dream? Is there something inside ourselves that won't let us sleep? Is there something which we had always wanted to do since our childhood? Sometimes our dreams consume us, but at the same time we can all too easily give up because it seems like a star that is too far out of our reach.
When we were young, we had lot of dreams. We imagined things, we kept thinking about what we want to be, what we want to do, what makes us proud and happy and what will we become.
We grew up, and things seemed like having its own way. We had accepted our success or failures and we moved on. The rapid change, the need to do the urgent things, the work, the pressure and the failures, all kill part of our visions.
Things have changed, but they cannot really take away the dreams. We still have to dream on, to visualize our desires, our wants, our vision of the future, even when we are considered too old for such things……
Dreams are what keep us going and when it becomes reality provide us fuel to have more dreams. So let us have faith in our dreams. A lot of unbelievable has happened in this world because somebody has dream't of it….
How marvelously Poet Ahmed Faraz has conceptualized dreams which are immortal, perpetual and enduring and cannot die.
ख़्वाब मरते नहीं
ख़्वाब दिल हैं न आँखें न साँसें कि जो
रेज़ा-रेज़ा हुए तो बिखर जाएँगे
जिस्म की मौत से ये भी मर जाएँगे
ख़्वाब मरते नहीं
ख़्वाब तो रोशनी हैं, नवा हैं, हवा हैं
जो काले पहाड़ों से रुकते नहीं
ज़ुल्म के दोज़खों से भी फुकते नहीं
रोशनी और नवा के अलम
मक़्तलों में पहुँचकर भी झुकते नहीं
ख़्वाब तो हर्फ़ हैं
ख़्वाब तो नूर हैं
ख़्वाब सुक़रात हैं
ख़्वाब मंसूर हैं.
Dreams do not die
Dream are not heart, nor eyes nor breath
Which shattered, will scatter
Die with the death of the body
Dreams are light sound and breeze
Which can’t be stopped by high mountains?
Unaltered by the sorrows of hell
They signify light and breeze
Does not bow down even on reaching the place of execution
Dreams are alphabets
Dreams are luster
Dreams are Socrates
Dreams are heresy.
Dreams do not die!!!
So let us not under estimate our dreams……they may come true some day....