In my dreams…

(*This is a special post for my 11 year old sister. This is a poem written by her secretly.)

I’m a writer,
I’m a pilot,
I’m a poetess,
I’m a scientist,
I’m a doctor ,
I’m a heroine;
All this time…..
I’m in my dreams.


True love

It calls you. The dusty guitar in your closet. The novel you stopped writing. Your pencils and brushes. They call you. With open arms. You too want to go. Embrace them to content. Relive those days of satisfaction and joy. Strike those cords all along. Fill pages with beautiful words. Paint those canvases with your imagination. But hardly do you know nor do they, you are wooing someone else’s love..

Those books which never called you. The sums which never excited you. The working of machines, which you didn’t know exist. Learning by mind but not by heart. Writing by rote but not by art. All this just for a heavy wallet. So that when you die, you die with your pockets full but heart empty. Cursing yourself all your life, that you married someone else’s bride. And cheated on your true love..

Your dream

You know it is very difficult. You cannot handle the pressure. You are not meant for so much study. You know it is not your cup of tea. But still you go for it…
All your friends are doing it. I got the same marks as them. They cannot be wrong. Everyone does it. Anyone can do it. It is easy. Even your parents want you to do it. And isn’t it the only way to get paid well? And if not that then what else? These are the explanations you give yourself.
Take a deep breath and look inside. Is this your passion? Is this your dream? Is this what your life is meant for? Look deep and you will find the answers. 
Let me tell you, you are NOT made to live somebody else’s dream. It is your life. Live for yourself. Follow your passion. Don’t fall a prey to the society. Who said intelligent people can’t pursue non-technical streams? Who said that your marks decide your career ? The satisfaction of doing what you like is much more than that of getting a hefty pay package. And moreover who said that you don’t get paid doing what you love?
If you don’t know what your passion is, make a list of things that make you happy. It can be anything from gymming, styling, cars to acting, sports & politics(yes I just said politics..!). Cut the long list down to three top points and there you have the purpose of your life. Go ahead and pursue it. There is nobody to stop you! 🙂