today i'll share with you a simple story that i just used in a competition.It was a on spot thought bt taken together it was a good one.No i have yet to receive if any laurels for it :)The topic was DREAM world
Everyone of us has one of these ,don't we?They are our personal vent houses........and in them either we are the hero or there is someother hero.And mine is ...... oh so many which one should i name?okay the most prevalent ones are spiderman,harrp potter,leonardo.......and some local heroes at times :)And at times i'm their saviour.! :D I'll take you through the lanes of my dream world so you could capture a glimpse of it too.You might find it haphazard too but it's going to be directly from my world and which dream sketches out logic?
Lame dim lights stole the show of the eve......lighting the city's path for the much awaited Halloween.Strange people moved around in pumpkin heads and weird clothes.It was a treat to see it come all alive.In years we've not been together and now the whole family was out for the richest man's party MR. Richmond's party one of the most talked about parties of town.My weird piece of mind feeling nostalgic checked every sphere of life once again.Those every evening trodden streets in a different way......all was coming alive.
A dimly lit french house suddenly caught my attention.A wonderful couple was dancing on ....... i put my ear forward and it was jazz.Instantly my mind was in the room so distinctly lit with candle light and a piece of pie half eaten on the table.Why on earth were they wasting time when everyone was busy for MR>RICHMOND'S party?.......almost as immediately my mind wave gave way to the pie, the wife must have made him a pie and dear husband after work was pleased after a long time :) ......THEY literally are foodies :)
I simply walked on with some more lame steps, relatives on my way hurrying my pace.Alas!in vein they left me to my ease.In second i passed a deserted alley, my eye not taking a look at the shabby self.And yet my ear when it heard a distant shrill cry i was forced to take a few steps back.And HO!I saw what never i'd want to see again, a girl of decent self being at a loss of her respect.Some horrible monsters in human robe had taken the advantage of the dim light on road and these rouges were having fun?They had knives in their arms and gun in there pocket.What blood stream went through me i donot know but i really wanted to help.I carefully watched how people were miserably avoiding the alley for they should not be next.How inhuman these people were i even thought they were the monsters of halloween but yet again my selflessness wasn't enough to fight them.I as another of them walked passed the alley and unheard remained the shudders of the girl.Another couple of steps and my eyes turned at an angle of 45 titled view caught an old man felling trees.Here again my mind was lame.......i wanted to say and it was too much to keep now.In any case i had lost my self respect when i passed the alley way now i had to say something.Some terribly odd things i could see, the man was too old to fell the tree.......the axe was way to sharp for him to handle and he was bound to make it happen.At such an age why he regarded earning debits into his hellish account i don't know.I screamed from the crowd with a moderate voice "you silly man......your felling trees, it's an offence".......reminding myself it must not be too long least i be noticed by the old man.But the man was too busy in his wildest dreams.I rapidly moved on to leave the spot from where the sound originated.
Here i saw in the distant alley some dementors coming my way....i had no wand to save myself and the last glimpses were of mr.Harry Potter as i can remember.I woke up to the talks of our house physician who strained his brains and suggested me some more pills.According to him i had a disease but except a little weird i felt almost fine.This man i thought was too old to think yet some creases vented into my forehead for my parents were already terrified yet again.But how amazingly this old man was almost certainly right about what would happen in a few days.AWESOME i thought but yet he was the bugging boss.......
With the flash of lightning everything had changed, the unidirectional crowd was now a mob.Everyone running and screaming away in different directions.For moments i stood there busy thinking which way should i run to cause me less friction?In no time the things were clear ......the road in front was letting me a free of cost view and such was it i'd pay not to witness it.The road lay bloody with people dead.Police were firing and some people were back firing from a house near by.The assassins had taken the dwellers as their captives and were shooting them and throwing them down like sack bags.The gory truth had beaten my senses.Every bit of it lay embedded in my mind.......the bloody stones, the sweaty assassins but allas the police had victory.I too lay down in the bloody stream and with the half open eye i saw the world for the last time.Was it what we want?......The bloody death of so many innocent?.......
I had taken a step this time.....stood in front of a common man(must have been a father to some) saved him his late years and i lay there bullet penetrated across my chest!You must be thinking why i would do so?That bugging physician had a prediction that i wasn't there anyways for long........i think the word he used was cancer.
Yet again i'm so sorry i left for the cake first.Let me rewind and make things more clear.The world that i described to you right from the beginning has a different face.In the party what i saw i must share-
The man i saw but with another lady and social behaviour almost confirmed that they were married.So this guy was dancing with his gf i guess?......
Then again i found not the girl!Felt sad and apprehended what must have happened to her.Was she still living?
Yet again i saw the cruel old man in a completely new avatar.He was the most caring grandfather one could have.He had a mouth to feed ....... his niece was an orphan i heard.And there i salute you sir.
My dream world i have described to you there is a slight difference.Like the cries of the girl doesn't go unheard there's always a hero to save the day.Yet again the man who betrayed ...... my world has no space for them.The old man was way too poor and in my dream he'd have lots of money for he was good and he must be rewarded well.Not all things can come true in this real world but can we not erase that small mark of division?Could we together not have taught the monsters a lesson?Could we not be good human so there is no betrayal?Could we not bring it alive?Here was my dream world and now i leave it to you to bring it to live.
Everyone of us has one of these ,don't we?They are our personal vent houses........and in them either we are the hero or there is someother hero.And mine is ...... oh so many which one should i name?okay the most prevalent ones are spiderman,harrp potter,leonardo.......and some local heroes at times :)And at times i'm their saviour.! :D I'll take you through the lanes of my dream world so you could capture a glimpse of it too.You might find it haphazard too but it's going to be directly from my world and which dream sketches out logic?
Lame dim lights stole the show of the eve......lighting the city's path for the much awaited Halloween.Strange people moved around in pumpkin heads and weird clothes.It was a treat to see it come all alive.In years we've not been together and now the whole family was out for the richest man's party MR. Richmond's party one of the most talked about parties of town.My weird piece of mind feeling nostalgic checked every sphere of life once again.Those every evening trodden streets in a different way......all was coming alive.
A dimly lit french house suddenly caught my attention.A wonderful couple was dancing on ....... i put my ear forward and it was jazz.Instantly my mind was in the room so distinctly lit with candle light and a piece of pie half eaten on the table.Why on earth were they wasting time when everyone was busy for MR>RICHMOND'S party?.......almost as immediately my mind wave gave way to the pie, the wife must have made him a pie and dear husband after work was pleased after a long time :) ......THEY literally are foodies :)
I simply walked on with some more lame steps, relatives on my way hurrying my pace.Alas!in vein they left me to my ease.In second i passed a deserted alley, my eye not taking a look at the shabby self.And yet my ear when it heard a distant shrill cry i was forced to take a few steps back.And HO!I saw what never i'd want to see again, a girl of decent self being at a loss of her respect.Some horrible monsters in human robe had taken the advantage of the dim light on road and these rouges were having fun?They had knives in their arms and gun in there pocket.What blood stream went through me i donot know but i really wanted to help.I carefully watched how people were miserably avoiding the alley for they should not be next.How inhuman these people were i even thought they were the monsters of halloween but yet again my selflessness wasn't enough to fight them.I as another of them walked passed the alley and unheard remained the shudders of the girl.Another couple of steps and my eyes turned at an angle of 45 titled view caught an old man felling trees.Here again my mind was lame.......i wanted to say and it was too much to keep now.In any case i had lost my self respect when i passed the alley way now i had to say something.Some terribly odd things i could see, the man was too old to fell the tree.......the axe was way to sharp for him to handle and he was bound to make it happen.At such an age why he regarded earning debits into his hellish account i don't know.I screamed from the crowd with a moderate voice "you silly man......your felling trees, it's an offence".......reminding myself it must not be too long least i be noticed by the old man.But the man was too busy in his wildest dreams.I rapidly moved on to leave the spot from where the sound originated.
Here i saw in the distant alley some dementors coming my way....i had no wand to save myself and the last glimpses were of mr.Harry Potter as i can remember.I woke up to the talks of our house physician who strained his brains and suggested me some more pills.According to him i had a disease but except a little weird i felt almost fine.This man i thought was too old to think yet some creases vented into my forehead for my parents were already terrified yet again.But how amazingly this old man was almost certainly right about what would happen in a few days.AWESOME i thought but yet he was the bugging boss.......
With the flash of lightning everything had changed, the unidirectional crowd was now a mob.Everyone running and screaming away in different directions.For moments i stood there busy thinking which way should i run to cause me less friction?In no time the things were clear ......the road in front was letting me a free of cost view and such was it i'd pay not to witness it.The road lay bloody with people dead.Police were firing and some people were back firing from a house near by.The assassins had taken the dwellers as their captives and were shooting them and throwing them down like sack bags.The gory truth had beaten my senses.Every bit of it lay embedded in my mind.......the bloody stones, the sweaty assassins but allas the police had victory.I too lay down in the bloody stream and with the half open eye i saw the world for the last time.Was it what we want?......The bloody death of so many innocent?.......
I had taken a step this time.....stood in front of a common man(must have been a father to some) saved him his late years and i lay there bullet penetrated across my chest!You must be thinking why i would do so?That bugging physician had a prediction that i wasn't there anyways for long........i think the word he used was cancer.
Yet again i'm so sorry i left for the cake first.Let me rewind and make things more clear.The world that i described to you right from the beginning has a different face.In the party what i saw i must share-
The man i saw but with another lady and social behaviour almost confirmed that they were married.So this guy was dancing with his gf i guess?......
Then again i found not the girl!Felt sad and apprehended what must have happened to her.Was she still living?
Yet again i saw the cruel old man in a completely new avatar.He was the most caring grandfather one could have.He had a mouth to feed ....... his niece was an orphan i heard.And there i salute you sir.
My dream world i have described to you there is a slight difference.Like the cries of the girl doesn't go unheard there's always a hero to save the day.Yet again the man who betrayed ...... my world has no space for them.The old man was way too poor and in my dream he'd have lots of money for he was good and he must be rewarded well.Not all things can come true in this real world but can we not erase that small mark of division?Could we together not have taught the monsters a lesson?Could we not be good human so there is no betrayal?Could we not bring it alive?Here was my dream world and now i leave it to you to bring it to live.
