Reading out Dreams...

Hello friends and foes, fingers and toes; chilly and toast, and again all my dost!

Darshana wishes a grand start for all the good deeds you are upto.

I am balloonishly excited to start this column 'Reading out Dreams'. Its just a way my thoughts come, go and jump up and down.
Dreams...dreams this, dreams that. It could be "She is my dream" or "the castle of my dreams" or sometimes it goes like, "The dream that changed me". 100s of permutations and combinations, yet dreams thy talk about so fondly.

Weird are those who haven't done anything weird.
I remember having a dream of being a pokemon trainer. After that I came up to become an RJ. No wonders that I still wonder how come I am pursuing CA today? The question has crossed and washed my brain 1000s of times...

Anyways, there has been 1 motivational force always. It has been to see my Dad proud of me, this never fails to boost me to give 1 more fight.

"Reading out Dreams" isn't going to be plain philosophical. My stories would try to catch some moments of yours and weave them into a joyous fabric.
If you have your stories, read them out here. If not, enjoy mine.

P.S. This isn't a one time affair. As boring as cooking (No offense meant to my cook friends), so often would me my posts. Don't miss up friends!