Once upon a time in a land faraway, all dreams lived together. They slept through the day and finally awoke each night to light up another world. The world of fantasies and wishes.
Each night they woke, sang, laughed…some even cried. But just for that one night. Because each night the dreams died and new dreams took their place.
They all knew this truth of their lives. But they were fine with it and went on living their one night lives, dying at the very first ray of sunlight, some even before. But they went on living joyously.
Out of all those dreams there was one such dream however, who was rather unhappy about this truth. He was gifted a little more knowledge than the others. He had more power than the rest. Perhaps a little more light too. But then he thought- Why a life of just one night? Why can’t I live a little more? Enjoy my identity for some more time?
Finally that night when all the others left for the world of fantasies, this dream hid away. It continued sleeping. Night after nights. Day after day. It just slept.
Years have passed since then. And that dream is old now. It has lost all its light. Its glow has faded away. But it still sleeps thinking about how lucky it has been to not enter the world of fantasies and die away.
Just that it doesn’t know one little secret. That each dream that entered the world of fantasies died to come back to life once again. And this time not as dreams for a night.
But Realities beyond a lifetime.
