Would dream a hundred dreams every night,
Some too fleeting, some with a lasting impact,
And suddenly, without informing me about a fight,
Life punched me in the face, it’s unanticipated whammy was it’s tact!
With a bloody nose and a dizzy head I looked around,
I hoped to get some help from someone experienced with this,
Found none but a cacophony of voices suggesting something supposedly profound.
Some suggested that I “fight back” and others that I “go with the flow” for my peace!
Dreaming of stars from the far reaches of the universe,
Untamed and unchallenged my dreams had no barriers.
A jolt of reality shackling me with societal restrictions,
Bound to responsibilities, there were only a few places that my dream could now traverse.
What seemed exhaustingly huge was now utterly insignificant!
From reading and discussing things that challenged my imagination,
Ideas across different subjects, some baseless, some trivial but it always felt magnificent,
To aridly watching the news about all the politicians blaming each other to build the nation!
Born as a human child with countless thoughts and questions,
Growing up to a specific idea of freedom that’s predefined in several ways.
Its tough to be the dreamer now, the mind is tired of all the instructions.
But a wish, to go back to that time when I dreamt, to that place filled with dreams!
Raghavendra B S