When dream dies...

Its not so easy. Losing anything in life has never been easy for me in any way. It can be anything physical, virtual anything or even your thoughts but worst of them all is losing your dreams. It may be that u have not achieved them neither you have ever tried them to achieve but yes there was a flame burning inside your heart over a period of time. I never wanted in my life journey to those dreams short and easy. because I am afraid to reach there to realize them at then end. I always and thoroughly enjoyed those journey there were ups and down yes there were some tough time but I accepted them . I have satisfaction of taking those difficult time and challenges during those journey. I have won so many battles during those journey without any regrets. But when u finishes your journey either you may be victorious or u may not be. But what's is there to do once u finished that journey. Toughest of them all is not getting what u desired when u took those journey and then this is the time when u realized that your dream is finished, your dream is dead and that burning flame is missing inside you. You are just like a physical body without soul. Before u started journey there was a hope, hope about your dream that yes one day u will realize that it does not matter how long and difficult journey u would take. But what is there with u after u have taken that journey. May be the experience of that journey will help u in getting mature in different way but does it really matter when that dream is over. The feeling of emptiness, the feeling of closed doors that u r seeing before u is not a easy to accept. Only the person who took that journey can experience.

Few days back I went through few lines as follows...

Experience life in all possible ways good-bad,
bitter-sweet, dark-light, summer-winter.
Experience all the dualities.
Don't be afraid of experience,
because the more experience you have,
the more mature you become.

yes, I am maturing.....

A Story about love...

Once upon a time there was a bird, She was gifted with perfect wings with glossy look and beautiful, colors. He was creature made to fly freely in sky and bringing joy to everyone who saw her. One day a person saw him and fell in love with her, He saw her flight and his mouth open in amazement, his heart pounding, his eyes were shining with excitement. He invited bird to fly with him and two travelled across sky in perfect harmony. He admired and celebrated that beautiful bird.
But then he thought the bird might want to visit far off mountains and he was afraid the he would never feel same about any other bird and he felt envy, envy for bird ability to fly and he felt alone. So he thought: 'i am going to set a trap. The next time bird appear she will never leave again'.
The bird who was also in love with that person returned next day fell into trap and was put into a cage. He looked at the bird everyday. There she was his object of desire and passion. He showed her to his friends who said now u have everything you could possibly want.
However a strange transformation began to take place. Now that he had bird and no longer needed to woo her he began to lose interest in her. The bird unable to fly and express the true meaning of life began to waste away her look and started looking ugly and the person no longer paid any attention to her except feeding and cleaning cage. One day the Bird died and person felt terribly bad all his time thinking abt her. But he did not remember the cage he only thought of first day when he saw her flying freely in clouds...
Without bird his life lost meaning and death came knocking at the door he asked death "Why have u come". Death replied " If u have allowed her to come and go u would have even loved and admired her more and u need not me to find her again."

Thus story comes to an end....
Now if person had looked more deeply into himself he would have realized that what had thrilled him abt the bird was her freedom and energy of her wings in motion not her physical body.

Every body knows how to love. Because we all born with that gift. some people have natural talent for it. But majority of us have to learn. Need to burn on bonfire of past emotions. To relieve certain joy and grief, certain ups and down. until they find connecting thread behind each encounter.

All my life i thought( so does most of people around us) love as some kind of enslavement( Even though u don't think your action will speak in that way). Well that is lie, freedom only exists when love is present. The person who gives her self or himself wholly, the person who feels freest, is the person who loves most whole heartedly and person who loves whole heartedly feels free. True experience of freedom is having the most important things in the world without owning it.