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 The Unsung Prophecy Of Dreams - to be or not to be.

By Prerna Talwar 

Soft Drizzle on the window pane ; romancing with intoxicating aroma of brewing coffee beans - How many times have you been struck by your mind's ability to divorce the beauty of such tiny moments and just been forced to hit the accelerator of your thought process in the direction of your underachieved dreams. Well, perfect weather or a perfect location, perfect company or perfect bliss of solitude, our mind is always eager to pack the bags of our failures and success just to deliver such updates every single time we decide to let ' breathe in moment ' vibes to be inhaled. These patchworks of our life reflections are simply the  uninvited guest for entire lifetime . These are always keen on leaving behind the gruesome, burdensome or sour taste  pasted on a pages which we would prefer to unread from our life stories. Whether one is a multi millionaire or just a housewife, it doesn't matter whether one is the top scorer or the best player of the sport in sight, the glitter of achievements is always  stormed behind with trail of voids . 

Now, the question that is left to be thought for while is :-  If dreams are to be served with such distasteful accompaniments then is the concept of dreams being the driving force just over - hyped. Well, the moment of truth peeped through when Louisa May Alcott wrote ~ " Far away there in my sunshine are my highest aspirations . I may not reach them , but I can look up and see their beauty , believe in them and try to follow where they lead. " Indeed dreams are the poetry of life but the way the verses are to be sung lies within our grip. Think for a moment about the twinkle in the eyes of that small child who folds the creases of the paper just to make sure that his paper plane takes off up in the sky. Don't you think somewhere deep down there is grim realisation that the paper he seeks to use for the take off is nowhere close to the one that he is fascinated with that actually flies up in the creases of infinite sky. However, in the belly of those moments, he invests his hopes and disowns such realizations that might cease him not to put in effort to fold the paper to make the paper plane. No matter the purpose of the short flight goes unfulfilled in the eyes of the world but the moment of pleasure that a child witnesses - is worth the truest prophecy that says that paper planes don't fly high. 

Well, there are profound parallels in real life as well. No matter how small the baby step in the right direction is, there always rises a fire of unsung beliefs and

failures to demotivate us to take that step. However, just like the tale of Phoenix, life is a metaphor for rising once again from ashes and hence in the subtle reality of life these ashes shouldn't be something one should be terrorize of .Rather, the goal should be to rise like Phoenix in the sunshine. Illusions of failure will always leave an imprint on our frail hearts however just like Louisa said that she might not reach them but she would believe in the beauty of them. When we prepare for the journey ahead the destination is by product of the amount of self investment we did. People often let this truth be overshadowed with the fact that the destination is the end product. 

All dreams that unsettle your comfort , excite or terrify you always come along an unsung prophecy of uncontrolled moments of failure. However, the moment of breakthrough is not in miraculous dodging of such pitfalls rather lies in embracing these as souvenirs of survival. Life was never and never will be accompanied by the existence manual. Each one thy born ceases to fall prey to misled interventions just like the polarities in every prophecy heaven has ever manifested. However, life is bound to be lived in training ourselves to let go of the descending list for perfection to defend our inner peace . For life was ever magical and it is just us who need to shift the focus. So, simply look up once again at the soft falling shower and inhale stirring confidence and decide as the sun prepares to shine once again ~ to let go of thoughts of those ugly falls and just breathe for a graceful rise once 'gain. ( Again ~ is where is gain hides)