Guess I was just out of
college...perhaps in my early corporate days when I jotted down my fantasies listed in this blog.
I remember travelling in the bus, spontaneously scribbling on the paper, my defective
handwriting giving me the hardest time possible…but on the contrary, thoughts flowing
so easily, naturally and unstoppably.
Having lost my poems collection, now
after a few years, a friend of mine recently found this and shared it back with
me. Reading this does put a smile on to my face, making me realize how much I
love to hold on to the same fantasies……………still….:)
My Wistful
Fantasies:
Wish I could walk on the surface of pond water;
Forming ringlets with my damp feet:
Wish I could catch hold of a rainbow:
Swinging n swaying to the glory in the sky:
Wish I could reach a paradise;
Aiming to get an angelic face:
Wish I could reach the top of a misty mountain;
Dancing to the music of nature:
Wish I could go places across boundaries;
Witness every amusing gift of god:
Wish I could spend a night in the beach;
Bathing in the sunset notes of water:
Wish I could sleep on the bed of green paddy field;
Tossing with the pleasure of scenic beauty:
Wish I could get hold of everlasting love;
To kiss in the middle of a crowd:
Wish I could acquire the power of granting;
To bestow all requirements of my dearest ones:
Wish I could have live talk with a creator;
And talk about the ‘irony of beautiful life’:
Signing
off for now,
Achu
