The dreams go on....

wrote this on 15th June 2002...
To begin with...one dark night...my hands are itching to write...but i am lost in the desert of lostness(duh!)...looking around...my eyes searching...my eyes searching...my mind focusing...my thoughts wandering and in the deep sea of life i look for something valuable and worthwhile to write and i end up in a jungle of bizzare ideas...trying to find the path to success...the ladder to my destiny,conquering the gloom in my path...taking out thorns out of roses..with a glimmer of hope...a gleam in my eyes to be a writer...expressing waht is true..here i find myself in a starry night gazing up at the sky...carrying the glittering stars and that is my destiny...to reach them and to do even more..something even more extra ordinary than newton or einstein....jane auston or shakespeare,,,and thinking and pondering over these thoughts..i find myself in a humungous library..so that i could learn n learn n learn my way through life...enjoying happiness at it peak and dividing sorrows to their minimum...then again i find myself in the dungeons of Proffessor Snape's potions class...asking him...infact begging him to create a potion for me...n for everyone that would always make us happy...and the dreamz go on....



ps..btw i hate Snape now!!1