Yeah…

This is how dreams take shape….

It’s not always

          That chasing stars are only dreams

It’s not always

          That happiness is where money is

It’s not always

          That you are blessed only if you are rich

It’s not always

          That love means ‘staying together forever’…

You can shape your dreams

          Sometimes just by drooping over it

You can find happiness

          Just by stitching beads on your Love’s attire

You can grow blessings

          Only by showering blessings on others

You can share togetherness

          Sometimes just by calling each other….

I’m not a cripple

          If I don’t eat with my own hands

I love, in fact, to drool and spill

          When you feed me…

I’m not lazy

          If I don’t carry my own cup of tea

I love, in fact, to see you

          Carrying the cup of tea for me…

I am not careless

          If I don’t buy a pair of woolen socks for myself

I love, in fact, to get warmed up

          Just by keeping you warm and warmer…

I’m not a person who has changed

          If I don’t spend much time with you, as before

I love, in fact, to rush to you

          After spending few hours away from you…

yeah!!!...

This is another way how dreams take shape…

I am happy within my own little world

Where we worry for small things…

          …an empty gas cylinder

          …a dirty bed sheet

          …an ever absent maid

          …a careless brother

          …some troublesome friends

          …a leaking pipeline

          …a missing key

          …a haunted home

          … a chick-hearted mouse

          …a wet towel on bed

Dreams are not what we see when we sleep,

Dreams are those which don’t let us sleep