I am born as life's dream.
My shining eyes are to bring smile to others. My gentle footsteps that run around in your house brings all life, makes it lively. My smile without a reason, my meaningless talks. I am my parents’ dreams. I try to dress up like my mother, to be like her. I am the princess, my father’s doll. I play with dolls, and I try to cook. I try to do everything that I see you do. I care for my little brother. I play with him all those games that have no sense. I draw, I bring colors. I read in a quest of knowing the world. My big eyes look up at the sky wondering, and one day I wish to fly in the vast blue. I lose myself on the wings of a butterfly. I climb up the trees and spoil my dress. And so carefully I dress up my doll. I try to be good. And I argue. I care for you. But I don’t silently accept if you hurt me, and I answer back. I study, be good in school. One day I wish to make my name in this world. I love, I care, I give and share, but when time comes I also know how to snatch. I grow up, but I don’t leave my dreams behind. I see a bigger world. I take my responsibilities. I can now be your support. And will always need your support. I do what I wished to do in life. I make my life, I take my own decisions. I am confused, I am afraid. Yet I am positive, optimistic. I have faith, so much impossible it may be. I am capable of doing something just for my heart. And also my mind rules. I make the bread, and I earn it too. I evolve, but I still remain life’s dream.
I leave my playhouse behind to make it a reality. I make your house my home. I give you all my love, and wish only love in return. I work whole day like you, but I am never tired to come home and cook for you. But, when one day you cook for me, I can’t stop smiling the whole day. I share your dreams, and even your worries. Your responsibilities I think as my own. As road takes a turn I leave its hand, I would rather stay and turn with you. I am strong and fragile. I am your support and inspiration. And there are times, when I break down, the only thing I need then is your hand. I fight for you and I fight with you. And the next moment I am hugging you back. But I don’t only remain by you silently. I have my dreams, and I work for them. I give you my dreams; I wish you dream with me. And sometimes I wish to be left alone. I make my own steps in life, but I don’t move so far that I will leave you behind. You make me complete, you are my other half. And at the same time, when you search for the lost half of your soul, you come to me. You know you need me to be complete. When I say I belong to you, I wish you belong to me the same way. I turn all yours and mine into ours. I become yours, but I still remain life’s dream.
And like I was my parents’ dream, I now paint those dreams in your eyes. I leave my heart and life in you, when I make you touch life. I feed you first before I eat. I keep you away from all things bad. And when you don’t do what is right, I am not hesitant to be harsh. When you are ill, I am awake all night. I answer all the questions you have. I am where you hide when the day was bad. Afraid at night when you scream in your sleep, I run to you, hold you to my heart. And unless you are at peace and safe, I don’t let sleep touch my eyes. I understand your silence, I understand your pain; I understand when your eyes sparkle with joy. And even though you are my dream, I let you dream with your own eyes. I am there by you when you win the race. But if you fall on the way, I don’t run to pick you up; I stand by and let you grow. Yet, every moment with love and care, I walk by you and show you life. So one day, when you are on your own, you will know how to fly. And then one day, I let you go. I know you are now ready for the world. But somehow, I always stay there, so that you can return for a hug. And when I need a hug on some lonely day, I am there looking at your way. And there, I see you come. Along the way I have given you my dreams, but still I remain life’s dream.
I am a baby, a daughter, a girl, a sister, a granddaughter, a student, a friend, a lady, a lover, a careerist, a boss, a wife, a daughter-in-law, a mother, a grandmother, a princess, a home, a support, a hope, a stranger, a dream, a woman. And in all these I leave pieces of my dreams, dreaming to see a complete collage. I am life’s dream...
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