Has your lifetime dream ever haunted you in your dreams? Last night, I had a dream. What was in the dream was something I treasured for a good part of my life. It came as a blast, a blast of truth. Woke me up to the reality I was dwelling in. And it keeps coming, week after week, night after night. As if with an evil motive to remind me of the time everything was right, and how wrong everything is now.
Really now, being optimistic in a world where your night time dreams and unrealistic life goals combine is not something anyone would want to face. It may sound like a trivial matter. But when every other night, you see 'the perfect' and wake up to something which is not even remotely similar, it does get your panties in a wad. 'That is how life is', 'Life goes on' - Popular quotes, but utter bullshit. You can only cope up so much. Almost every night, I live the dream. It is so perfect. Life, how it was meant to be (in my head). And then reality strikes with the annoying alarm tone. Not a good start to my day.
I'd rather have an actual nightmare where I am scared shitless and wake up with a huge sigh of relief, rather than pondering over the impossible for a good 5 minutes before I start with the bland life all over again.
It makes me sad and I don't like to be sad. Yeah, I know some people who are compulsively sad all the time, but for better or worse I am not such a person. I am a simple guy, I want a happy life, and I am trying to lead one with as much fight as I have in me. But it's like a video game and I am like Super Mario, with every passing minute the no. of dragons and spikey ducks increase, the gap between two walls increases, like life is saying,
''What do ya think about this huh, That easy for you?"
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