'Grrrr......', I know this is what you would say, if you were present in flesh and blood. But then I know that you are not and hence I have this audacity to take advantage of your quiet existence. I know that I had to dust you off from the pile of old books and also know that I remember you only when I want to share something with you. In spite of this callous attitude, I know that you will not complain. I know that my secrets, deepest desires, happiness and sadness, my regrets and disappointments are kept buried in your bosom. You are my punching bag and every time I take a look at you, it is not without a purpose.
You know Diary, as kid, I always thought that Aladdin's magic lamp existed, and I wanted to get hold of it to fulfil my wishes. I imagined having the genie at my beck and call. Only I did not know where to search for it. I wished that I got the pot of gold whenever I saw a rainbow. I wished to see the chocolate house in which Hansel and Gretel were locked. I wished to meet Cinderella and Snow White and the seven Dwarfs. I wished to be the most intelligent student and be famous when I grew up. I wished that I could sit on the clouds and see the world from above. And when I used to see patterns on the sky made by these clouds I wished I could catch those fluffy cottons and take them home. I wished I were a bird and fly up in the sky, free, unbridled. I wished I had this magic brush with which I could paint the sky. I wished I could spin webs like Spider man and reach places easily. I wished I was a cuckoo and sing the whole day long. I wished to go to the moon.
But then I grew up, and I dismissed all those wishes as juvenile outbursts that held no water in real life. And I realized that the magic lamp was only a myth. The land of cotton candy vapourized into thin air and now I feel that my wishes have become more real. I wish I had more money to buy more comforts in life. I wish there were no worries to tackle with. I wish there was lesser noise everywhere. I wish the trains and buses were not so crowded. I wish the weekend had two Sundays. I wish that I can mend broken relationships, iron out the misunderstandings that drive a wedge in it. I wish humans had lesser egos, so that life becomes much easier. I wish greed takes a backseat; I wish anger is toned down. I wish people understand each other better......... and yes, I wish the magic lamp really existed.
But why do I have this strange feeling of being snubbed again....? OK OK, I know I've gotten too philosophical today and before you spring to life, I might as well shut you and keep you in the secluded corner, hoping that if not all, at least some of the wishes get fulfilled.
Yours truly,
Wish not, want not
You know Diary, as kid, I always thought that Aladdin's magic lamp existed, and I wanted to get hold of it to fulfil my wishes. I imagined having the genie at my beck and call. Only I did not know where to search for it. I wished that I got the pot of gold whenever I saw a rainbow. I wished to see the chocolate house in which Hansel and Gretel were locked. I wished to meet Cinderella and Snow White and the seven Dwarfs. I wished to be the most intelligent student and be famous when I grew up. I wished that I could sit on the clouds and see the world from above. And when I used to see patterns on the sky made by these clouds I wished I could catch those fluffy cottons and take them home. I wished I were a bird and fly up in the sky, free, unbridled. I wished I had this magic brush with which I could paint the sky. I wished I could spin webs like Spider man and reach places easily. I wished I was a cuckoo and sing the whole day long. I wished to go to the moon.
But then I grew up, and I dismissed all those wishes as juvenile outbursts that held no water in real life. And I realized that the magic lamp was only a myth. The land of cotton candy vapourized into thin air and now I feel that my wishes have become more real. I wish I had more money to buy more comforts in life. I wish there were no worries to tackle with. I wish there was lesser noise everywhere. I wish the trains and buses were not so crowded. I wish the weekend had two Sundays. I wish that I can mend broken relationships, iron out the misunderstandings that drive a wedge in it. I wish humans had lesser egos, so that life becomes much easier. I wish greed takes a backseat; I wish anger is toned down. I wish people understand each other better......... and yes, I wish the magic lamp really existed.
But why do I have this strange feeling of being snubbed again....? OK OK, I know I've gotten too philosophical today and before you spring to life, I might as well shut you and keep you in the secluded corner, hoping that if not all, at least some of the wishes get fulfilled.
Yours truly,
Wish not, want not
:)
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