It’s one of those times, when
everything is just so perfect. All that you had always wanted, just within your
grasp, and it seems so easy, so obvious, that it was meant to be. All those
years spent thinking about it, imagining it, wondering how it would feel, all
those years led up to this, this moment, this experience, this dream.
It’s perfection. Almost too good
to be true.
And then your alarm shatters
through the perfection, jolting you out of that beautiful reverie, bringing
reality crashing down on you with the force of the strongest winds and the
harshest waves. You search for the snooze button, hoping against hope to hold
on to the last threads of your dream, refusing to let reality gain control of
you, yet again. You cry out in pain, struggle against the rough grasp of the
truth, and hope that somehow, just somehow, you can continue with your dream,
untouched, undisturbed, unharmed. Yet, you know, even as you see yourself
struggle against the grasps of reality, that somewhere it’s over, somewhere, it
had always been just a dream, too perfect, too good to be true.
You wake up. You get out of bed.
It hurts, but you realize you’re left with no choice. As the day goes on, you
busy yourself, trying to rid your memory of the remnants of that beautiful
dream, that perfect world, too good to be true. Yet, you find yourself
reminiscing the feelings ever so often. You scold yourself, call yourself
delusional, tell yourself to be strong and understand and accept what’s real.
Yet, you go to sleep every night,
hoping against hope, to dream that dream, yet again.
You actually set an alarm?
ReplyDeleteQuite an experience that must have been. That favorite dream of yours getting broken in between.
ReplyDeleteBut thats how life is.
Keep posting Shreya :)
P.S. On similar lines, try out this post talking on sleep
http://road-to-sanitarium.blogspot.in/2012/07/with-eyes-wide-open.html
Regards
Jay
http://road-to-sanitarium.blogspot.in/
Hmmmm... take care. :)
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