Read this sentence today
"We are fragments of what we once were "
Made me think.... Yes as we have grown up the ever so neatly craftly world we had set up for ourselves at a very early age, has been torn down in front of us, bit by bit- piece by piece - till it is as of date - fragments . Big or small it does not matter, the biting pain is sue to the lack of wholeness which we find once we look into our lives.
Life was once a conglomeration of dreams. We knew what we wanted. There was no word such as big or small. Every little bit was important. Every dream was a part of the big whole. Through our small stature as we looked up towards life we hoped that as we grew up our dreams would slowly materialize.
Then came the hammer blows. Words which would separate the dreams from reality. " Practicality", "feasability", "compromise".
with each blow a dream vanished, with a strange realization. It was this awkward feeling you had . People said that I was growing up. All these realizations/ emotions are signs of growing up. All more dreams were butchered, I grew up even more. The faster they evaporated, the faster i became an adult.
And now when I have apparantly grown up, with most of my dreams gone, I find myself a fragment of what i once was .....
Till I dream some more
C'est la vie !
2 comments:
=) we are actually work in progress...a jigsaw if you will, the pieces of which are still missing. So I guess, each version is slightly ahead of the last
True. We have been reduced to mere shadows of our past. With each blow, as you say, we have reduced. Makes me wonder... Hasnt atleast some of our dreams materialized? Hasnt our life taken even a single stride towards the direction we thought we would take? Are we really that empty? Yes I agree we are not content, but what would make us content?
So I guess we should restart our dream factory, and start churning some dreams out; cause we are nothing but a sum total of fragments of our dreams.
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