My dreams!!!

                   Welcome to my world of records... It is good to know about the recorder before exploring the records... Here you can find some of my views that are more enough to understand the way I live my life and let things go...

MAN OF DREAMS...
                   Being a blogger, I am trying my best to pour out stuff inside me to accomplish my dream of making readers forget their surroundings and immerse into my words... A good writer's words can always hit the hearts and give pain... A person who gives pain would mostly be our lovable ones...  I want my readers to fall in love with my words... I want my words to be lovable... To be a best companion...I want my reader's to  have a never ending relation ship with my thoughts... To accomplish this dream in one way or other, I needed to come out of the box and share my thoughts in a wide range... That's the reason I started blogging...
                 
                    Before started blogging, I was a man with dream of becoming a writer...  A writer me wants to emerge into the world and helps refine and relieve many souls out there... A writer me wants to change the world's view... A writer me is watching the clock ticking each and every second and waiting for his time to get on the stage in front of thousands and thousands of lovable readers to get praised as one of the best influential writers... He wants me to make an impact on people's lives... He wants to create an identity... He wants his words to live more than million years...He strongly believes that the death is not the end of the story of the a human... So does the desire to write things away and share it to the world had born...
                 

                     As I have said in one of my posts "Art of diary writing", one art will always leads to the others... There are days when I drowned into the ocean of reading... I was completely addicted to the books... I knew nothing happening around me... I wake up in the morning, read for half an hour, get ready for college, start reading after getting into the bus, go to college and sit in the place where my professors can't find me reading, after college continue reading in bus, get to home and have some sleep and start reading again till late night... It's kind of become regular schedule  for a month or two...I dreamt of locking up myself in a special room where books will be produced automatically once if some one in the room finish reading any...  I can't figure out why... May be due to personal frustration that urged me to have a companion like books which can always convince me and give me shoulders when I am down, which patted me on back when I feel great, smile with me, cry with me...My love on books gone crazier at some point of my life... I have seen a shallow future... Too much of book thing  is also good for  nothing... I wanted to involve in other activities, which lead me to diary writing which in turn lead me to develop my interest on writing...
                 
                    Before the dream of reading, I was a student of many goals in academics and also in sports... I wanted to achieve many heights in sports... As far as the academics were concerned getting good marks satisfied my parents as well as my school... So I did it with ease... When it came to sports, I needed a hard work...Almost all of  my school days had got practices and workouts... I did worked hard and came up in sports... But when I entered into the most dreadful trap of the school life (12th STD) dreams and talents doesn't worked out in front of my parents and schools... Instead of dreaming like chasing my competitor in a 200 meters race, I have had to dream of chasing my cut off marks to enter reputed college... Like most of the children, i did not know the importance of dreams in one's life... Now as a grown up, I feel for not dreaming about the 200 meters race that day which might have brought me to much more heights...
                       
                     A spark urged me to run in life only after I realized that my dreams has been screened for invaluable mark system...  That is when I decided not  to give up my dreams for anyone for any reason...

                    As the youngest nobel prize winner have said "Value of something will be understood only when it is intentionally plucked from our hands". I realized the value of dreams in one's life only after it got plucked from me...

                 
Now above all, I am being a Dream chaser, and I will continue to be... Forever...