Monday, February 11, 2013

What's your dream?

Out of some subtle thoughts, I asked out, 'What's your dream?'

'To be a good mother. To be a caring wife... What's yours?'

'Maybe to find some freedom. To have a room for myself. To have a garden outside the window of my room I'll be looking out.'


                                               She smiled. I wondered where we were going to be one or two years from then. Or ten years maybe... Because this was the most honest conversation I was having with anyone in my whole life. And I didn't want to stop. I didn't want to have freedom, without her. A stranger, had suddenly become a part of my life.




...so will she be? Well, we never know. We are only through the prologue of the novel. No one knows, what lies next. :) :)

3 comments:

  1. Err... mate, while I appreciate you advertising in my blog-website, but sadly can't appreciate the fact that I don't have anyone special appreciating my thoughtfulness, so I guess I won't be needing any appreciable gifts to be appreciated by someone, or in worst case, anyone.

    :)

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  2. Haha, never seen anyone replying to an advertisement so politely ;)

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    1. Make no mistake. I am the most polite person I've ever come across. đŸ¤ŖđŸ¤Ŗ

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