Yesterday I woke up with the jolt of the rumbling sound of thunder & today with the sweet melody of the falling rain...pleasant way to wake up than the striding sound of the alarm clock...
These days am pondering a lot about dreaming...not about the formal theory of REM and consciousness... but about the puzzling & intriguing phenomenon that envelop each of us ever time we close our eyes& sleep...
Pleasant or unpleasant...the dream world is a fascinating and mystifying aura...
Reflection of our hidden consciousness & snaps of our memories...
Our dreams are built from our vivid imagination...fantasy & creativity...
For a world where we wish to linger...
A world so appealing & beautiful... with people, places and life we wish to have & know...
A world where we learn to know hidden emotional part of ourselves...
Better from reality...dream world is the place where we feel at peace...
How to explain this lingering serenity & vitality that crawls us every time we wake up from pleasant dreams...
This craving wish that dreams come true...
Why do we always have the dreams when it’s time to wake up ...and so heard then to face reality...
Can we afford to dream in this world...or live in a dreamless world...
As mysterious dreams come as mysterious they go...leaving us in anticipation for another voyage to the dream world...
