that it wouldnt end with my life, it'd be a part of yours too for you would see me somewhere in you .. My miracle would make you aww and ohh, it would make you laugh and cry too but remember if you start to believe in miracles after reading it You'd see one in your life too. It might be different from mines but yours would come your way .. Before I begin I want to say out loud " I BELIEVE IN MIRACLES!
p.s. it has a few parts till you read it to its end so please stay with me with patience, Thankyou!
Loving and being loved is the only truest happiness and I've been in search of that happiness since age ten, when i first saw this guy who was the host of a singing talent show that used to aired once a week . Seeing his face i got this tingling feelings and felt happiness in my heart and i thought, DANG! " This must be love " but my bubble of love got burst in few months when i realized this fundamental of love that " To get love, give love" and i don't think you can give love to a 21 inches television screen? or can you? Well, i cant! being a Pisces iam dreamy but have a romantic heart too and it wasn't satisfying for me to keep this love in my heart and being embarrassed in front of friends and family that " She loves that curly hair guy with the nicest voice whom she sees only on TV or her dreams " Grow up! get real, you'd laugh someday on this stupidity " " Oh! Cute! infatuation " so this was what i only heard and taught myself that, this may be love but he isn't my love although he is real and possess a beating heart but this isntt the heart that has to beat in mines and feel its pain in his .
Isnt it the irony of life that some people who are real, who actually are breathing same oxygen as you and view the same sunset and sunrise as you but are actually not real for you? for you know them but they don't know you!!! anyway this was just an intruding thought or a question. i
I kept love to the back of my mind and when i grew up that " host " became an eminent singer of the coutry and let me be happy or sad, his voice was always there to boast and cheer me up, it happens even today too but between today and then " it happened "
Lets jump to me turning 21, It was a summer night, i was really tired and went to sleep around 5 in the morning i woke up and was heavily panting as Ive come from a cross country run, the reason was this dream, i saw a white bricked house on a one acre of land under a canopy of majestic 100 years old chestnut trees, it has many rooms and i was running from one room to the other, i heard some music and opened one room, it was all white from floor to roof to bed to everything the bed had white canopy of roses and i moved towards the bed, touched the roses and as i was about to smell them i heard slow laughter from behind and before i could turn i heard the voice of the person who laughed saying" watch out " i glanced the person and ran and ran ...... i woke up, splashed water and took out my journal to write my dream as usual and didn't write my dream but wrote " One of the greatest gift of dreaming is that it puts us in touch through our souls "
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