“Ooops…I am suffocating…” She let out a deep sigh.
She was trying very hard to get out of it, but she couldn’t. With all her might she tried to stretch herself, but in vain. She wanted to break out of her cocoon. It’s been almost five months now.
She touched the jelly wall that enveloped her. The coolness of it revived her in an instant. She pushed and pulled at it.
“Don’t rush. It’s not time for you to come out of it yet”, a soft voice fell on her ears. She became all ears for that soft voice ever since then.
She could not bear with the suffocation anymore. She gave a giant leap and this time what fell on her ears was not the soft voice, but a loud scream. The shell in which she was cocooned broke all of a sudden and she started walking along those paths, she has never trodden before. The loud scream became louder…louder…louder…
She landed in a world of bright light. She felt like a fish out of water. But the same soft voice caressed her.
“What do we call her?” asked a dozen voices.
The soft voice said “I‘ve got a name for her – Dream. That’s what her name is…She is my Dream.
Dreams make History
Dreams make Legends
Dreams become history, when it has a touch of humanity.
My dreams have taken its birth too.