When the wind is going to sing, dust will surely dance. Well, right now, as I comprehend, my spirit in its intense mood, swirling me up. I am awakening to my dreams.
Watch out; I am on a flight… from boots to wings. Common people are common and those who made their names were also very common. They attained celebrity because someone picked them up, with their spark and packaged the brilliance with awesome strokes of cinematic direction.
You all must be wondering that what I am into. Well, today, my ancient sense of lost tenderness has returned and makes me cry, as a toddler to invite attention and that’s fair enough. Anything is worth doing, which is going to catch attention. And today as any another dreamer, I am itching to spell out my dreams. Millions are dreaming and so as I am. I have no inhibitions to claim that certainly, I wish to be an exhibitionist and perfectionist of dreams.
I am at the age, when many may not tread to venture out in highly disappointing arena, where failure rate is alarmingly very high. I wish to leap into the most happening place and that is Hollywood. Not with sense of bravado but as an aspiring claimant to be a Hollywood Star and also with a sense, to be what I am and what I should be.
I am under the spell and that is, to be or not to be. I say to myself, YES TO BE…Now you can read my mind. Tell me one thing; if suppose, somebody or it may be Steven Spielberg, toys with an idea to give break to a berserk dreamer likes me. Please, don’t fume, at the absurdity of my nebulous expectations. Why the hell, an established director would ever be so brazen with his choice to give break to a person, whose credential is only that he dreams. Will it work? To give a break to a man, who is absolutely raw and pure dust. If you think, no one would ever dare to and more the less, an established celebrity who may try and flirt with an immodest business proposition, then my friend, you are wrong. He or she will do it…because they too are dreamers. Dream catches dream and so as dreamer catches dreamer. I have dreams…Dreams… much big dreams, over which many would raise eyebrows and many would pray for my dreams to come true.
I have big dream…yes, if you read that in disbelief then bear with another salvo of my nebulous dreams. And that is, in future, I walk up to the stage to receive Oscar Award; all eyes glued to the television around the globe…They watch the birth of new star. A common man who once aspired to be an actor and here he is walks as celebrity, as one of your friends who now turns a Hollywood star.
Look into my picture do you see that spark. Come on don’t laugh and if so hold your guts because I am going to ensure that you get few more twists. Somewhere out there in obscure corners, dreamers are rehearsing to gain stardom.
Oh! God you are still perplexed by my audacity to dream so big. I cannot stop myself. Come on cheer me up, just imagine from the rostrum I will own my glory to you all too. I promise you…
The dream of a common man is never so little and once it is translated into reality, you see them on silver screen. And I await those musical words-“Wow! That’s Uttam”
Am I making any sense to you or those who wish to write me off as another day dreamer; then mark my word I will not object? I know the sincerity of their reasons.
My friends lets dream to achieve and act. We all have to live this life with our success and failures but the moments of glory are the most exhilarating one. The obscurity of our existence is justified by not that we lived but how we lived. Dream my friend; dream so that you walk tall to pass on the legacy.
WATCH OUT! HOLLYWOOD I AM COMING
“I HAVE SPREAD MY DREAMS UNDER YOUR FEET; TREAD SOFTLY BECAUSE YOU TREAD ON MY DREAMS’-WB YEATS