I had the strangest dream today. I woke up from signing at my first book launch tour. There were people standing in line holding a thick paperback( must be 600 pages at least) wanting me to sign the first page of the book that I wrote..huh.. Who would have thought?
And there I was wearing white blazer, sitting in a bamboo chair, hair tied into a bun signing all those book cheerfully. And then my alarm went off so loud.. Ugh.. After so many years finally I was having a sane dream, or more like a dream of a dream but like all good things it had to end.
I have no idea how a human mind works but I would like to believe that my subconscious mind must have picked up all my desires of writing and blogging from all those year and intertwined it into this. This also bought a humongous guilt of not writing at all. But this time, I didn't promised like I always do but BEGGED myself to write, to blog just about anything.
I have to admit that writing is very therapeutic. It lets a lot of emotions and feelings out which are otherwise so difficult to express. So, I have decided that I would write. No matter how silly they look on reading, I would still write. I have nothing to loose, infact I may gain and improve my vocabulary. And may be I will make this morning dream of mine go so real that no alarm would turn it away.
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