"As I delve into the endless thoughts
with my unintentional gaze, I come across many
things; many experiences, memories, feelings and
realities. These emotions come gushing and they
form a stream- so clear and fresh. They switch
automatically with such smooth transition, as
swift as it can be! At the moment I may be lying
in my bed staring at the cold walls that envelop
my being but nay, I am traveling, through space
and time.
There form those scenes that I so desperately
want to be living in and sometimes I transit to
the backwardness of eons that I have survived.
These feelings only come so alive, I cannot
explain. I only get engulfed by it bit by bit
and I am faintly aware, if that is what
consciousness means. I am trapped in between my
own illusions. At an instance I feel the glory
of my happiness overwhelming me with a funny
grin that I can feel stretching over my face
while suddenly the jolts of pain hit me hard
somewhere inside, conceived by the memories of
tragedies buried in some corner of my brain. All
in all I am awed by this trickery; these tricks
that my thoughts are playing with me. They all
seem to be in a chain of such unbreakable and
the most logical sequence yet they are
randomized into a total frenzy. However that is
what the fun is all about here!feels as
though I am transcending into the other, a
sphere where I am the designer and the only
resident of this entire new eternity. As though
I am traveling through a dream that lives and
breathes as does most of the creature in this
little planet, where my body still dwells. Such
a dream, where I change directions and I fly the
wings across a sky that overlooks mazes and
tapestries, all so magnificent. At this point my
physical being makes no great sense to me.
Somewhere in the corner I have a slight feeling
that either this is some illumination that I am
experiencing or it is just a real dream that I
am forcing in myself- something so much called
to be a virtual reality. A reality that’s
somehow unreal…. to me that sounds quite absurd,
after all.
If this reality that we live everyday is such
a solid thing then why cannot dreams be another
reality in its hard ground? Then why is dreaming
and imagination only a perceptual imbalance? May
be the life we live and the morale and values we
are taught from the very beginning are
incomplete, missing, misleading and imbalanced
in itself. Maybe life exists in both dreaming
and living; Living being the physical aspect of
life and dreaming the spiritual aspect. If that
is not true then soul never exists, its only the
waning and ageing frail physique of ours that
survive till the hour called ‘death’ and after
that we die, forever. Makes little sense to my
perceptions! While if the soul exists then we
never die, only we shed skin called ‘life’.
We rule our own universe that we create
ourselves, yet we fall into the trap of
believing what is right and wrong that belongs
to someone else’s. We may agree with other’s
point of view that is something different, it is
a sign of respect for each other but when we
start to follow, things take a different turn.
Then self abandonment starts to creep in and we
get lost, caught in the middle. That’s how we
are most of the times and I do not exclude
myself while saying this. We constantly fall for
traps. However if we live in the universe we
create for ourselves someday will come when the
entire universe is one. It is one for all and
all for one, kind of a situation. Then the world
stops, while the crack of the other world opens
to us, of the so-called virtual reality.
Well for now I maybe tagged a dreamer and
guess what… I love dreaming!!! | 
