There was once a boy who believed in fantasies. He had all kinds of fantasies; the cute ones, the sweet ones and the wild ones too.
There was once a girl who was the only one to come in his fantasies. He could never make out any other face in his dreams. He didnt get bored though.
She was the fairy who turned the cursed stone-image of him, humane by a touch of her wet lips, in the cute dreams. In the sweet ones she was the one who walked to the altar, and vowed to love him tIll death part them. And once again and quiet obviously she was the one whom he always explored, deeper and deeper in his wild dreams. He always felt inferior and proud everytime he realised how much she loves him.
These were his dreams. She alone amounted to all his dreams...she remained in his dreams...remained there...forever...not to come back...
good to know she is still thr in ur dreams...hold her tight in thr...coz that is the only place from whr she cnt dssapr without ur will....
ReplyDeletebt some people even loses thr dreamt love from thr drmz...thr fault they focus all of them n thr reality...thus making that face fade away....n wen they realiz that ...its too late...
moral of the story...treat ur dreams with more care n protection thn reality...coz reality n real nevr stands still...only n dreams can u live a momnt a 1000 times n in a 1000 ways...coz dreams r as real...only virtually...