“DREAMS DO COME TRUE”

                      “DREAMS DO COME TRUE”

WHAT ARE DREAMS?

SIGMUND FREUD Wrote Volumes of book to decipher dreams. He says that dreams are basically a chain reaction of all the back log stuff in our subconscious mind.

But, if I go back in time, if the mythology have to be believed Dreams were wireless connection between us and Divine power and through which the messages of God were revealed to his most loyal servants.

For homoeopathic prescription, Dreams play the crucial role. Many obstinate chronic cases are unlocked by the key of Dreams [that doesn’t mean that the homoeopathic prescription is totally based on Dreams, but Dreams weighs quiet a load in our case taking Performa]. Bulk of pages in our medicine repertoire shows the hard work of the Homoeopathic Maestro’s in collecting different kind of dreams.

Do such negligible chain reactions of our mind have any important meaning in our life? Do Dreams come true? If you have read ‘Alchemist’, you would say, definitely.

Except the literary virtual world, do dreams come true in real world?

DAYS OF CHILDHOOD

This fable of Dream started sixty years ago, when our protagonist was just eight years old. It was so happened one day, when she was returning from school she saw a half tore poster in English on the wall. It was quite different from the regular poster that she used to see. The lady in the picture and panorama behind her was surreal.

At that very instant, a thought at lightning speed strike her mind, she would definitely go to that place. She read what was written on it with her broken English. She couldn’t understand as it was a difficult vocabulary for eight years old, so she enthrals the poster from the wall and neatly folded it and kept it in the school bag’s pocket.

Since that day, every day she used to take that poster out and tried to decipher what was written on it. Time went on, now the girl was twelve year old. A new subject was introduced to them in school. It was Geography. In the mid of the session one day, abruptly she realized that, now she have skills to break the code on that tittered piece of paper that was in her possession for three years.

MY DESTINY AWAITS ME!

She went back home, even before changing her uniform and having her afternoon meals; she took out that withered piece of paper, read it and then took out her ATLAS.

 “Eureka!” she shouted. She knew that she have to go to Buckingham Palace in London, England. The service of the poster was not required any more.

Years passed, it was her twentieth birthday. She still harboured that dream to go to England and after so many years, she felt her dream almost coming true, when her brother shifted her base to South Africa and finally to Canada. She traced his route in the Atlas, and felt her heart skipping beat because it was in the vicinity of her dream destination.

She was felt her heart broken when her eldest brother called their youngest sibling to Canada instead of her. Another initiating spark to her dream was when the marriage proposals for her started to stir in the family. She shyly conveyed her mother to find a NRI groom for her, who was especially settled in England.

Parents of the girl were open minded, so they considered their daughter wish. But the luck ditched her this time also. Parents waited for six years to find such a groom but failed. Indian society doesn’t allow the girl age to surpass a certain number.

Ultimately giving up to the society and family pressure, girl was married to a boy with a government job. She gave a deep sigh, accepted her destiny and entered the holy matrimony with the boy though the sparks of going abroad occasionally clink in her sub-conscious mind.

More years passed, she was blessed with a daughter and three years later with a boy. During the birth of both children she promised herself, maybe she hasn’t touched the foreign soil, but her kids would definitely one day.

The wheel of time moved further, her husband expired at a young age. Single handed she brought up her kids. She fixed the marriage of her daughter to an NRI settled in America. She was happy, may be the fleet that she dreamed for herself which she couldn’t achieve, but her daughter will.

But again, as God had his will, her daughter’s husband shifted his base to India and finally after two years in America, her daughter returned to India soil. Now her last hope was her son.

PHRENOLOGY OF DREAMS

·       Big Eyes

·       High placed eyebrow

     Thin Nose

·       Tip of Nose pointing down ward

·       Well formed Alae (Nostril) of nose

·       Muscle filling above the Alae Nasai on side

“I HAVE A DREAM”

The sixty years old lady wrote me an e-mail that started “I had a Dream, which I finally achieved.”

Along with the mail, she sends me a photograph of her, standing in front of Buckingham Palace, London, England.

It so happened, that her son who was in a Job in Mumbai, got a promotion and tranfered to England. The Duration of his stay was suppose to be long, therefore it was decided that he would go with his entire family including his wife, kid and mother.

There was though last moment delay in the VISA for the lady, but this time she was not letting it go easy. She held the fortress strongly and finally got it and landed in England and same weekend went to Buckingham Palace for a tour.

Though her joint pains have increased and her Blood Cholesterol levels are peaking to new heights because of the cold weather there, but she is still, at moment is the happiest soul of the universe.

MORAL

“DREAM IT, DREAM IT, DREAM IT,

FINALLY ONE DAY, YOU WILL GET IT.”