Despite of the regular routine, most of the times, we would like to be different from others. No matter what is being done for the sake of getting basic needs. There is something a person always want to be. Something to think about. Something to do beyond the reach of a common man. Something which steals the sleep. That is a dream. Dream is not the one that is seen while sleeping. It is the one that does not allow to sleep.
Most of us will be afraid to pursue our dreams. We try to push it into the bottom of heart. Its not just a piece of sponge. Its a spring. When we try to push it to the bottom, one fine day it will bounce back and that day dream will be called as passion. Once your dream becomes your passion it will start flowing in your blood. Creating wonders for yourself as well as others. Letting it flow in your blood without blocking it, is the only way through which passion leads to an unplanned unexplored and valuable destiny.
This happened to many people. May be you are one of those. One fine fortunate day, this happened to me as well. That fortunate day is the day I was upset with my personal life and few other things that I cannot change. I could not sleep that day. I was peeking out of the window every now and then. There was nothing but few stray dogs. I closed the window and laid down on the bed.
A ray of light from the street light, entered the room through the window. I ignored it for few minutes. Then i followed the light. That ray of light directly fell over the blank book and a pen stand inside the shelf. I Just took a pen out of my pen stand and the blank book. I Started writing. I was gathering the chunks of my imagination and out of the box thoughts, writing it down slowly into the book. The ink in my pen was over. I took a pencil and continued writing. When I continued to do it, stress lines turned out to be a beautiful curve called smile.
I wrote and wrote and wrote till I saw the ray of sunrise entering directly to the book in which I was writing. It was then I realised that its already morning. In fact, I understood that 'passion never dies'. The process of dreams turning into passion was going on for the whole night. If you are experiencing what I called as fortunate day, go back to your dreams. Know that "passion never dies".
