Dreams do come true
I snatched my bag and ran from
room to room
I could not find my pen; I could
not find my shoes
There were too many things lying
on my bed
Which files and things I had to
take was undecided.
I looked at the watch and saw my
empty wrist
No pen, no books, no watch
I asked myself “What kind of day
is this?”
My clothes not ironed, each
strand of hair is astray
Oh! This day! This day!
I yelled, I cursed, I looked fanatically
Things were hazy and I was going
crazy.
I opened my eyes, my head
throbbing hard
“Where am I” was the question I
asked
I looked around and realized I was
on my bed
I told myself “It was just a
dream”
And fished for my mobile to see
what time it was
It was almost time for me to get up
But I told myself “you can have 5
minutes extra”.
It felt great to be lazing on the
bed again
“Just 5 minutes” I told myself.
I woke up after, which seemed
some minutes
Stretched myself and at the
mobile, I gazed
5 minutes had turned to an hour
And just like the dream the
yelling, looking, cursing began
That was the day I knew
Dreams do come true J
:P
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