In my dreams, sometimes I was a princess fighting the devil. I was a messenger of God to finish all evil. I was a ladybird moving freely. I was a moth eating tree leaves. Then again I was riding on the skies. I was having a joyous time. Then again I was a student for late coming giving a fine. I was a monster eating the little. I was the Red Princess boiling water in a kettle. Then I was Mother Nature teaching laws. Then I was the yellow dragon baring jaws and seeing whom people were filled with awe. I was a simple farmer little who could earn. Then I was a little girl whose hands got burned. I was a king vain and mighty. I was the yogi who believed more in money than almighty. I was a leech wriggling along the way. I was a new teacher hoping for a good day. I was a newborn baby feeling lazy. I was a driver driving on a day rainy and hazy. I was a flower proud of its scent. I was a fat tenant not having money to give as rent. So I positioned and adjusted myself in all parts in life. I made myself feel happy and nice. But the dream was long and would no longer stretch. Now was the time to give all a break. I opened my eyes to the reality I survived in. In this real-time, I was just a little girl with a dimpled chin. But all that I saw had been a memorable dream. And after getting into all roles I felt great from within.
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I am Ambika Jha.I like to write on different topics.I feel life is too short for anything.So let us work our best in the given time and let life's music be in rhythm and rhyme.So be your best and never stop to learn and write. View more posts