DREAMS AND ASPIRATIONS…
The two words that have always intrigued the human mind. The vast myriad of dreams and hopes…those alluring aspirations that keeps the flame of life burning. Seldom have I met a soul who confessed that he has achieved the yearnings that he has nurtured in his heart. Those unspoken or spoken wishes that he had from life.
Some find solace in their unfulfilled dreams,while some are always in the search of the mirage..that never ending unquenchable search that always keeps their soul thirsty.
Life comes in an array of shades. It is the hue one selects that decides his course thereon.In every leaf of life there is a new colour , a new texture , some new dreams. Sometimes one gets so entwined in his aspirations that he fails to entangle one web of hope from another thus left with nothing but a messy knot in his hands.
Some in the pursuit of dreams had to take the walk alone,while others in the pursuit of companionship had to give up on their dreams. Life always comes as a complexity asking you to make choices at every little step. That dilemma of the enigmatic mind mars our vision.

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