Once I had acquaintance with Mr. Heart, Mr. Thought and Mr.
Dream. Each of them was my personal favorite and I never took pain in
distinguishing their influence over me. But they were not so; they decided to
show their best and prove their superiority over one another. So on a fine day,
they planned for the action. I along with them needed a solitude place, so that
the outside world would not have any piece of the competition. And hence they chose
a place: dark yellow trees guarded forest. I have never been to that forest and
barely thought that such place existed in the Universe.
It was
difficult to find a large space enough for us to sit and jot down. At last we
found one, but almost in the centre of the forest. And every tree was looking
exactly the same and I had no idea on how to come out of the forest. We sat
down quietly over a broken tree that made a blissful appearance just for us to
furnish in it. May be it was used for same purpose by many since a very long
time. Suddenly Mr. Heart broke the silence and that too in a louder voice. He started
to narrate all the incidents right from my birth and justified his presence on
the scene. Mr. Thought reflected instantly that it was he who helped me in
every inch of my life. Hearing them, Mr. Dream jumped out of the trunk in a
more ferocious way I have ever seen him and he said that he carried me
throughout the life. Then all of them gave a sharp gaze at my eyes. I was perplexed
and rally didn’t know what to do.
They started
to stare at each other and it was time for round 2. This time, I was hearing
more than one voice at a time, may be all the three. And this bloody forest was
echoing like a hell. What started as conversation had turned into a quarrel. I
feared that it may turn into a street fight, Oh! More precisely, forest fight.
I never had strength to see my friends fighting with each other, so I decided
to run out of the forest. I ran as quickly as possible assuming that they will
follow me and soon a big crime scene would be avoided. But I was evidently
false as I could hear the echoes of their quarrel still. God! They hurt me so
much and I was getting to taste my salty tears. On the other hand, I never
found a way out of the forest.
I was restless
and it created a big turbulence in my blood. I just closed my eyes and at that
time I was left with only one thing to do. I went back to the broken tree arena
and I shouted “Listen!” This time I was more ferocious than them. The forest
got back its serenity. I said “From now onwards, you three shall be acquainted
with yourselves. And that will be the only way to continue our relationship” I
walked and l never looked back that time to find out whether they were coming
or not, but they actually did. Surprisingly, I found the way out of the forest
with none of them guiding me. I know that they will obey my orders because, after
all, they are my heart, my thought and my dream. Though they didn’t guide me
they were with me together to get out of the forest.
So, for the ones who read, it is
really not a big problem if you are not good in relationship with your heart,
thought and dream. Anywhere at any point of your life you can pursue it and
have a happy relation with them from there on. But if your heart, thought and
dream are not interconnected with each other, it really means trouble. Give
yourself a thought over the dream and add your heart and soul to it. It will
make you an infallible soul – incapable of failure.
