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Life on wheels

The one thing that I always had dreamt of as a kid was to have a caravan that could take me to places.I always wanted a gypsy styled life. The idea itself mesmerized me to the extent that I kept dreaming of it the whole time not even realising how it was time which kept on rolling but I stood exactly at the same place, my dreams could never concretize. What was laughed at as a childish game was so important to me that I keep doodling it in my memory till now.

I see a meadow, lush green with those small daffodils growing by, perhaps Wordsworth's daffodils! Then I see a girl, her wild unkept hair sailing in the gentle breeze. She has a smile which speaks of solitude, and her heart , well that's swelling with happiness as he looks at her caravan, after all she finally has a life on wheels. What more could she wish for, what more  can anyone wish for?

It's not always that we get to live a life we conceived as a kid, life keeps on deciding our track. From what we liked doing best, we begin to think of what we need to be doing. Dreams die when we decide to no longer believe in them. Some day when the heaven's decide to go crazy, I am going to be that kid again and live a life which I had always wanted to. I would once again let my hair sail in the breeze while I keep on rolling from one place to another. With a swirl of some pixie dust in my wings, I am soon going to paint my life on wheels.

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  1. It won't be too hard, you see. Just keep your dreams alive:)

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  2. Well, I know. That's what I am going to do now on, keeping my dreams alive:)

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