I know the title sounds
cheesy, but it was the first thing that came to my mind.
Well... this happened long time back
when I was in college :) I met a guy..no..I didn't went gaga over him, but he
made me think. It's about dreams. It goes like this....
I met this person during a bus journey, from Guwahati to
my hometown Sibsagar. The young man was in his mid 20’s and I have to
admit that he was quite good looking, although he didn’t had the chocolate-boy
looks for which girls would drool over. He was of medium height, dusky
complexion and he wore specs. He was wearing a casual white T-shirt and blue
jeans, and his hair was cut really short.Overall I rated him 8.5 out of 10,
because he looked more impressing than and any of the depressing passengers.
While I was rating him in my mind, to my surprise; I don’t know whether
it was pleasant or not, because I totally taken aback and became a little
nervous and also conscious as he came and sat beside me. Regarding my nature, I
am kind of introvert and I don’t talk much; OK there are some exceptions! Like
when I am with my friends I can chatter away continuously. Now back to the bus,
I looked towards him; he smiled at me and said, ‘Hi’. Through the dim light of
the bus I could see his eyes, they were sparkling. He had beautiful eyes. I
smiled back, ‘Hello’. ‘Going home, I guess’, he said. ‘Ya, after four months’,
I replied. After the usual question of college, friends, teachers etc, we were
quiet. There was pin- drop silence except for the occasional bus horns. The bus
was going smoothly through the darkness. I looked outside the window; I could
see nothing except some lights faraway. The speed of the bus was increasing and
the lights looked like tiny dots. I felt as if the dots were also moving with
us swiftly through the darkness, heading towards a destination.
‘Do you believe in following
your dreams?’ I was quite startled at his question. ‘Yes, I do’, I answered.
‘Are you following your dreams?’ he again questioned. His question made me
think for a second or two, this guy is different. ‘I didn’t get my answers’, he
said . ‘I have many dreams and I want my dreams to come true but I don’t know
whether I am following my dreams or you can say I am confused or selfish as I
don’t want one dream to come true, I want all of my dreams to come true’, I
replied. ‘Hah hah’, he laughed sarcastically. Now Now mister, you asked me an
absurd question, I answered it and you are laughing, I thought. ‘ You are
definitely confused’ he said . ‘You are not following your dreams’ ,he continued,
‘Your dreams are following you, wherever you go, whatever you do, your dreams
are always there and these dreams are actually confusing you’. ‘But I believe
in dreaming bigger and dreaming more… what about that?’ I asked. ‘I am not
telling you not to dream, but dream carefully, know your limits the real world,
the real facts. I’ll tell you one proverb; it is my version-too many dreams
spoils reality, got my point?’ ‘Hmm, are you a philosopher?’ I questioned. He
laughed. There is something about in his laughter. ‘I am just a friend’, he
said casually. I also laughed, ‘Thanks for your advice friend, I’ll remember
it’.
I closed my eyes and kept
thinking of what he said, his eyes, and his laughter. I don’t know when I dozed
off to sleep. When I woke up, it was already dawn, sleepily I looked at my
watch, it was 4.45 am. Then I looked at my side, hoping to see his face more
clearly in daybreak, but he was not there. I was surprised and also sad. Later,
I came to know from the conductor that he left the bus at about 3.30 am. I was
really disappointed, at least he could have woke me up to say goodbye. I
couldn’t forget him till today. Maybe that’s the reason he didn’t say goodbye
to me. Maybe we will meet someday,somewhere….
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