हज़ारों ख्वाहिशें ऐसी कि हर ख्वाहिश पे दम निकले
बहुत निकले मेरे अरमान लेकिन फ़िर भी कम निकले
Mirza Ghalib said it in style. We are all dreamers to the core.As we grow up, our dreams also grow. Exponentially so. As a kid, all I wanted was a Dairy Milk from dad, bedtimes stories from ma and peace from dada. Since then, age has come in the way. The dreams have become bigger. Sometimes frivolous. Wishful. But they are still there.
I wish I looked forward to every day. No Monday blues and no never ending Thursdays (I think its the longest day of the week!). Wish that age was a constant. One should get to choose the number. That drool worthy food was extremely good healthwise. I wish love happened all the time. You know..that warm feeling that gets us grinning goofily while staring happily in space :). I wish that hot men were aplenty. And that they were nice too. That boredom wasn’t something to be terrified of.
Wish that work didn’t feel like work. That I was paid for every place I traveled to. And an extra bonus for the added fun and frolic. That distance was a problem I could resolve with genie-like capabilities. I wish that family stayed around…always. And so did friends. Like I said, we never stop wishing. Give me all of this and I shall come up with yet another big ‘I wish’ list. It all boils down to one thing. Happiness. Its a perspective. A way of looking at things. Wishes might or might not come true. Smile nevertheless. Maybe your smile is what someone wished for. 🙂