In my boyhood I dreamed to be a Spider man. One day I will fly, that was my dream. I asked my mother when I will be able to fly! "Take more food", mother replied. At night I looked outside the window and imagined that Spider man was flying. I tried to visualize that event. By doing so I slept and dreamed. Most of the night I flied in my dream and one night I dropped on the floor. It was funny, flying man lying on the ground!

In the journey of life, day's passes and I gained some reality. I learned which is possible and which is not possible. Teacher said journey to the center of earth is impossible; however journey to the moon is possible. Life is a dream but its journey posses some reality. And that reality affects to achieve the goal!
With the time, I learned that superman cannot save a human but a doctor can. A doctor has white dress and green musk with a weapon (stethoscope) in his hand. He is powerful and having the ability to cut human skull. James bond has the license to kill. but doctors have the license to cure. So I intend to become a doctor.

Time and tide wait for none. In a nice morning I find myself sitting on a desk. It was a
Newspaper office and I was the editor of it. In a month I had to publish two magazines and I had to work like a Spider man speed. My friends used to give me phone call and told,"good thinking". My income was too little. In a true sense, in a helpless and hopeless world, I was shirked. My writing fame did not override the reality. I was waiting to a new call.

I joined NAVY. A honorable and glorious life. A life having power and dynamism.
There was voyage, blue water, deep sea. There was gun fire, smoke and blowing wind.
Albatross and flying fish. Salty cold air with deep blue sky. There was rain, thunder, dark night and fear of unknown. It has an inherent charm of itself. There was fighting against the enemy. I was wondering with the different experience with sea. The sea, three
fourth are of earth.

In a nice morning I returned home. My home. Life is like a U tube. Man starts with enthusiasm and dream. He runs. Compete with each other. At the end of the tunnel he realizes that he is on the same position from where he starts. I started my journey with black hair and when I returned home, it becomes snow white.
Now days, again I am writing. My old profession. At the start of journey there was none, I was along. Now I have my wife and sons. They are waiting to listen my experience.
Recently, I am dreaming like my childhood. I believe that I am part of nature. Let me abide by the rule of nature. And that rule will give me a call again. I am waiting for further call.
Waiting.

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