Its been long since I ve written anything. There's a small voice buzzing inside my head each time I press the connect tab on my computer screen and sign in on facebook, gmail, etc etc.. and that voice says that I should add another post to my blog. I happily ignore the voice as I get involved in answering mails, checking photos, chatting with friends and doing all sort of things that even if left undone wont make a difference in my life. So here is the problem - I give more time to trivial things over the important ones!! sigh!! I get a little disheartened when I realise this fact but I get reclusive when its enormity dawns upon me. Yes!!It is enormous because I ve spent half my life doing things that never mattered to me.As this thought settles on my mind and I start shuffling pages from my life, I decide to take a peek at people surrounding me.What I see amazes me....

I see that the grocer who lives down my lane is a wealthy man. He earns his bread and butter by running a grocery store. He is somewhere in his early 40's however he has a weatherbeaten face of a 60 year old with deep set eyes that peep from behind a cellotaped spectacles.He has paan staind teeth. His love for the betel leaf has made him speechless because he swallows half of his words whenever he attempts to mouth them through a betel quid. He is rich, rich enough to have servants to look after the store but he never hires them. He is rich enough to educate his son but he will never do that because he is worried who ll take care of the store after him. So this man gives up his son's career for the sake of a grocery store. His son dreamt to become an engineer but the grocery store quashed his dreams. So I see the grocer giving more importance to his grocery store over hs sons dreams.

Next, I see the old marwari seth who owns the bungalow next to my house. The seth is an enviable figure on our street. A lot has been spoken about his riches and his taste. This man has an eighteen year old daughter who aspires to become a fashion designer. But how can the seth allow his only daughter to stitch clothes for others. From his point of view, its a disgrace to the family if his only daughter becomes an ordinary seamstress. So, he spends a fortune to get her admitted to the medical college. His chest swells with pride whenever he announces that his daughter is going to become a doctor soon but I can see the sadness in that girl's pretty eyes who quietly lives her father's dream at the cost of her own.

What I am trying to say is that, we all live a life that does not belong to us.We are living someone else's dream at the expense of our own. I see this happening around me all the time and the irony lies in the fact that even after realising this, I keep sacrificing my dreams for others. I keep myself busy with several insignificant tasks  while the ones that I hold close to my heart are kept pending. My heart breaks to see the shattered dreams of the grocer's son and the marwari seth's daughter but when it comes to my unfulfilled dreams, I turn a blind eye towards them even when I dont have any peer pressure that dissuades me from following my heart.

It takes courage to live your dreams.A desire so strong that it burns all the obstacles between you and your dreams. I pray that everyone is blessed with that desire. I pray that everyone finds the courage to stand up for his dream. So go on...Dream - for dreams will guide you to happiness!! and everyone of us deserves to be happy!!