Our life is the best opportunity we will ever have at exploring our abilities, coddling at the many delights of the world has, learning through essential experiences from dealing with challenges, but most importantly embarking the journey of having a dream and realising it.
We all have our shares of dreams; they are the result of what we know and on the basis of that, how far our vision can extend to; what we can see our lives and ourselves becoming.
Some individuals have great support and guidance from the beginning which enables them to realise their dreams, some hold on to their dreams and work very hard, turning every odds on their way into a stepping stone and they don’t stop till they have fulfilled what they wanted. But, had the world been devoid of its considerable share of complexities, then most of our stories would circle around similar circumstances.
One of my friend Nikhil, on his way home came across one of his seniors Mr Vardarajan at a bus stop. Mr Vardarajan was considerably older than Nikhil, but Nikhil after greeting him realised something was amiss on the face of the man he had once learnt from and admired.
Nikhil: Sir, you look very tired, is there something troubling you?
(Mr Vardarajan gave a tired smile.)
Mr Vardarajan: Well Nikhil, what do you expect of a man proceeding towards his older years.
Nikhil: I think there is more to it than just that.
(Mr Vardarajan turned his vision to the front looking at nothing in particular).
Mr Vardarajan: Well, you know the pressure of work, I have to go back home and sit down to work again.
Nikhil:I know how hardworking you are, I have always admired that about you, but it has been quite many years. You are financially established. Did you always dream of working day and night your entire life? Was this work your dream?
(Mr Vardarajan slowly removed his specs, as if even wearing it seemed tiresome.)
Mr Vardarajan: Sure, I had many dreams in life. But just working day and night was certainly not one of them. My work was something I was capable of doing and not something I dreamt of, it paid well, that’s all I saw,
Nikhil: Then why keep pushing on. It isn’t too late to realise a few of those dreams.
Mr Vadarajan: Well, at first, working hard day and night was a necessity, as I mentioned, I was capable of it in my field. Then it became a habit and before I knew it seemed like an entire lifetime had passed by and I had lost trace of my dreams.
(Nikhil felt a hint of sadness in Mr Vardarajan’s voice.)
Nikhil: You can still do it, like I said, there is still time.
(Mr Vardarajan sighed.)
Mr Vardarajan: I might disagree on it not being too late. Now, that I think about it, I know nothing beyond my work, I don’t think I can do anything else anymore. Had I spent even a little time with my dreams, I could have at least had a clear vision of where I was going in life apart from my work. I am too tired to even think of doing something that I have already not been doing.
Nikhil realised exactly what Mr Vardarajan meant, an entire life which had just revolved around the necessity of work, had snatched away all the thoughts of the dreams Mr Vardarajan had, and at this juncture the possibility of stepping towards a new path seemed impossible to him. The dreams which had once blossomed may never become a reality. There is not time too early to star fulfilling your dreams, doing what you truly love to do.
Early Morning Memories 
One response to “Forgotten Dreams”
Whilst it is too easy to let go of our dreams it is never too late to change direction and make the choices that are right for us as indivisuals
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