A Dream......

I took a break today from my classes ......just to reposition my life which has gone haywire of late.
I tried to look back at my dreams that I had carefully nursed ever since my days of adolescence.
Few people might be knowing ...I had always wanted to do something in the field of music...although its kind of disparate with what i am doing now...and i dont really know if at all i have any exceptional talent in this..after all is there any place for mediocrity in this world?..All I know is music transports me to an altogether different world which is pleasant and happily free of all the miseries...That may well be one of the reasons I have been avoiding it all these years as it takes the concentration off my work. But nowadays I find it as a great source of solace whenever I am depressed. Someday I wish to do something about this dream of mine...perhaps that is what drives me for doing something special in life just to obtain a platform for unleashing my dream. I have rarely got what I have wanted from the bottom of my heart..This may well be the complaint of every other person...There are just a couple of days left for one of the most awaited exams of my life...and I should be slogging hard at this moment...i think i will do it...I am very good at procrastinating...but no..This time I wont let life take control of me...I would take control of my life rather...I have never lost faith in the Almighty , no matter how adverse the circumstances are...I know whatever He has been doing ..its for my good in some way or the other....How can I forget the story I had in my course in my school days "God sees the truth; but waits"-Leo Tolstoy....

The Hope

How I held onto the sight of the light , that gleamed far away;
It may well have been a mirage, but
was my last hope of survival;
Dont take that away from me,
How could I say that,
when it defied all laws of existence;
You ask me to bury those remnants,
Will you be able to return me those hours
which I spent weaving dreams,
Dreams that will remain dreams forever,
Those sleepless nights that I spent,
clinging onto that hope,
Can you return me the smile that
sprung from deep within,
Here I am turned into a living object;
If possible , return me those wee hours of the mornings,
when I stealthily crept into the temple to bribe Him,
pleading for your success,
Dont ask me to give up that hope,
Even if you do, I wont oblige,
Take away my life rather,
But that hope, it will survive,
whether I do or not!