Goodbye dreams !!! Welcome Dreams !!!

Mt Everest, highest standing snow capped mountain at 8848 meters is located in Nepal. I always have a dream to climb Mt Everest. The best thing is its in my country, but the worst thing is I would not be climbing the mountain in my life, at least this life. Maybe in next life, I will climb it.

Dreams inspire creative people. I am fortunate enough to be in the most creative job ever created. I am a god damn PROGRAMMER. Wow !!! I don’t play ping-pong, badminton, *-balls ( * is the wild card character; means it can take any values like :- Volley, foot, beach-volley, etc. ). I rather play with errors. I invent errors, they kick my ass, and then I kick their ass; sounds interesting huh !!! And hey, never forget that I am also a part time writer. So that means I am some sort of a creative person.

I am also an optimistic-day-dreamer. Optimistic means who always think positive. Day dreamer means I believe that nothing is impossible for me. So I am a person who dreams a lot, I mean the dreams that are totally absurd, out of the box, ground breaking and impossible for me to achieve at my own. But rather than standing on the ground, I fly a lot. After all “ If you could think, you could do” is the spirit of my life.

I wonder how much dreams, could one dream. I dream so much that if dreams are repeated, I would not know the repetition. In this post, I am talking about those dreams that I had erected in sand. But due to several things, I could not concretize them. So many of them had toppled down while some are still standing there, torturing me.

In my early days, I had this strange attraction towards pilot. My early days game would be to fly a plane. I used to sit in a tree branch or a wooden log, place some kids behind and then I would act as a pilot, flying the plane of my imagination. The first Mt. Everest of my life, Pilot. Then, I used to say my mum that I would fly over our house and say bye bye to her from the sky, ha ha,funny kids. Now I don’t think so. I have already abandoned the ascent. Mt Pilot Unsuccessful. But I still wish to have a plane. My own plane.

The next most popular game I played was doctor-doctor. I would be the doctor and used to treat several other kids for some fee ( illegal paper notes. ha ha). On those days, the elders used to ask one thing to any kid “बाबु, ठुलो भएर के बन्ने ?” I used to say, I would be a doctor. Then someone told me that there are many types of doctors. I got confused. Details tend to clear up the concept for the professionals, but for novice users, they only add complexity and confusion. So I was confused. When I came to know the different varieties of doctor, the world had at that time, I decided to be either a cardiologist or a doctor of bone and joints. Mt doctor was not only the Mt. Everest that I wished to climb, rather it was the mission of my father, mother and many of my teachers and relatives. They really prayed that I become a doctor in future. But alas!! God didn’t heard them. God’s hearing power is decreasing with the increase in human population. I think he should visit an ENT specialist.

I really tried hard to be a doctor. Mt. Doctor was the first mountain that I ever dared to ascent. I read hard, got myself into MBBS coaching classes, but nothing happened. I didn’t got any scholarship. So, I abandoned the mission. My father would not give up so easily. He tried to persuade me to study in donation. Donation freaked my brains out. I denied. So Mt. Doctor also went unsuccessful. But hey dad ! don’t be upset. I would be a doctor any way. A PHD is also a doctor, right? The newest Mt. Everest I created is Mt. PHD. I want to be the first in my family to get into that god damn PHD.

Then I became young. Young me was much more creative and used to write poems, stories and some songs as well. My young heart was very restless. It was always trying to leave me and sacrifice itself to any pretty lady my eyes would see. So I saw this girl in my college. I had a love at first sight. Another Everest created. The summit was to get her in my life. This was the first Mt Everest that I cared for. I so wished that I could climb it successfully. I tried the ascent but the snowy avalanche got me, I fell, down to the base. Young heart wept, it got fractured. It was really hard to fix. Now, I wish to demolish Mt Love, but its so concrete, it won’t fall. The brain is so idiot, it forgets what its master has to remember and remembers what its master has to forget.

There is only one Mt Everest in this world. But in my world, there were many Everests. Those dreams which I couldn’t achieve in this life, I call them Mount Everest. Its simply because I couldn’t climb them in my life. Of course I could see the Everest, smiling at me, calling me, ready to embrace me, but I don’t have courage to go to her, to climb her. I could only wish I was at the peak and could see the world beneath me. I wonder what would the world be, had I climbed all those Everest in my life.

Everyone of us create Everests, time destroys it. But that doesn’t mean we stop erecting them. I had many dreams which I could not achieve. In hindu culture, we burn the dead corpse to ash. So i have burned the corpse of those haunting dreams. Of course, I would not stop dreaming and erecting new Everest. We should not stop dreaming. After all dreams are the source of ideas for creative people like me. If they are fulfilled, we get inspired to dream more; if not we would have something to talk about. So lets dream and erect new Everests. Goodbye dreams !!! Welcome Dreams !!!

March 07,2012.

Gwalior, MP, India.

Goodbye dreams !!! Welcome Dreams !!!

Mt Everest, highest standing snow capped mountain at 8848 meters is located in Nepal. I always have a dream to climb Mt Everest. The best thing is its in my country, but the worst thing is I would not be climbing the mountain in my life, at least this life. Maybe in next life, I will climb it.

Dreams inspire creative people. I am fortunate enough to be in the most creative job ever created. I am a god damn PROGRAMMER. Wow !!! I don’t play ping-pong, badminton, *-balls ( * is the wild card character; means it can take any values like :- Volley, foot, beach-volley, etc. ). I rather play with errors. I invent errors, they kick my ass, and then I kick their ass; sounds interesting huh !!! And hey, never forget that I am also a part time writer. So that means I am some sort of a creative person.

I am also an optimistic-day-dreamer. Optimistic means who always think positive. Day dreamer means I believe that nothing is impossible for me. So I am a person who dreams a lot, I mean the dreams that are totally absurd, out of the box, ground breaking and impossible for me to achieve at my own. But rather than standing on the ground, I fly a lot. After all “ If you could think, you could do” is the spirit of my life.

I wonder how much dreams, could one dream. I dream so much that if dreams are repeated, I would not know the repetition. In this post, I am talking about those dreams that I had erected in sand. But due to several things, I could not concretize them. So many of them had toppled down while some are still standing there, torturing me.

In my early days, I had this strange attraction towards pilot. My early days game would be to fly a plane. I used to sit in a tree branch or a wooden log, place some kids behind and then I would act as a pilot, flying the plane of my imagination. The first Mt. Everest of my life, Pilot. Then, I used to say my mum that I would fly over our house and say bye bye to her from the sky, ha ha,funny kids. Now I don’t think so. I have already abandoned the ascent. Mt Pilot Unsuccessful. But I still wish to have a plane. My own plane.

The next most popular game I played was doctor-doctor. I would be the doctor and used to treat several other kids for some fee ( illegal paper notes. ha ha). On those days, the elders used to ask one thing to any kid “बाबु, ठुलो भएर के बन्ने ?” I used to say, I would be a doctor. Then someone told me that there are many types of doctors. I got confused. Details tend to clear up the concept for the professionals, but for novice users, they only add complexity and confusion. So I was confused. When I came to know the different varieties of doctor, the world had at that time, I decided to be either a cardiologist or a doctor of bone and joints. Mt doctor was not only the Mt. Everest that I wished to climb, rather it was the mission of my father, mother and many of my teachers and relatives. They really prayed that I become a doctor in future. But alas!! God didn’t heard them. God’s hearing power is decreasing with the increase in human population. I think he should visit an ENT specialist.

I really tried hard to be a doctor. Mt. Doctor was the first mountain that I ever dared to ascent. I read hard, got myself into MBBS coaching classes, but nothing happened. I didn’t got any scholarship. So, I abandoned the mission. My father would not give up so easily. He tried to persuade me to study in donation. Donation freaked my brains out. I denied. So Mt. Doctor also went unsuccessful. But hey dad ! don’t be upset. I would be a doctor any way. A PHD is also a doctor, right? The newest Mt. Everest I created is Mt. PHD. I want to be the first in my family to get into that god damn PHD.

Then I became young. Young me was much more creative and used to write poems, stories and some songs as well. My young heart was very restless. It was always trying to leave me and sacrifice itself to any pretty lady my eyes would see. So I saw this girl in my college. I had a love at first sight. Another Everest created. The summit was to get her in my life. This was the first Mt Everest that I cared for. I so wished that I could climb it successfully. I tried the ascent but the snowy avalanche got me, I fell, down to the base. Young heart wept, it got fractured. It was really hard to fix. Now, I wish to demolish Mt Love, but its so concrete, it won’t fall. The brain is so idiot, it forgets what its master has to remember and remembers what its master has to forget.

There is only one Mt Everest in this world. But in my world, there were many Everests. Those dreams which I couldn’t achieve in this life, I call them Mount Everest. Its simply because I couldn’t climb them in my life. Of course I could see the Everest, smiling at me, calling me, ready to embrace me, but I don’t have courage to go to her, to climb her. I could only wish I was at the peak and could see the world beneath me. I wonder what would the world be, had I climbed all those Everest in my life.

Everyone of us create Everests, time destroys it. But that doesn’t mean we stop erecting them. I had many dreams which I could not achieve. In hindu culture, we burn the dead corpse to ash. So i have burned the corpse of those haunting dreams. Of course, I would not stop dreaming and erecting new Everest. We should not stop dreaming. After all dreams are the source of ideas for creative people like me. If they are fulfilled, we get inspired to dream more; if not we would have something to talk about. So lets dream and erect new Everests. Goodbye dreams !!! Welcome Dreams !!!

March 07,2012.

Gwalior, MP, India.