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My secret affair with Day Dreaming..

As a child I was quite fascinated with frilly frocks and whenever got time used to day dream of a room filled with colorful frocks.
As I grew up frocks changes to books ,a tree house, chocolate shower. I used to be the character I read. Loved to be the smart Nancy Drew. At times I used to get sufficient time to dream and when I was back to the real world, I used to feel refreshed.
My teens were filled with day dreams of me travelling to far off places. Again it was peaceful when i was back from my dreamland!
All of a sudden I  was considered as an adult and I seldom got the free time to just lie down and travel into my world. If I managed to get time and was caught by someone, then there used to be a series of questions and advice.
Then came a point where I stopped these mini rendezvous. Life had become monotonous....


Last week I met this sweet little girl in metro who started talking animatedly about how Doraemon came to her room and took her out and about Chota Bheem and ladoos. I joined her and for the next 10-15 mins we were in our dreamland.
I introduced her to 'He-Man' ( one of the first super humans my gen knew as a kid).
I had to get off at my station, but I was all smiles till I reached home..

I felt the same happiness I used to feel as a child. I realised that life was after all not so complicated. Dreams are important and they do make you happy.

I silently committed to rekindle this secret affair with day dreaming...I'm still smiling :)

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