Angel
30-07-2002, 10:22 AM
Imagine with me… You have built this great, big castle… It has cost you millions, maybe even billions, of Riyals to build… it has beautiful gardens surrounding it from all sides… it looks gorgeous and everyone envies you for having it… its walls are a masterpiece… its interior rooms are a poets dream… but you cannot live in it
You just sit out there… watching it from afar… you cannot even touch it
This castle is the dream of each and every one of us… it might not be a real castle that one might consider a home… but in reality, it is the dream of our society… to be complete… to be perfect… to be ideal
It also applies to our souls… we build morals… we make principles… we follow visions… but we can never relate them to our reality, because we are living in a dream
Things are changing and time is moving fast… but we just stand here, holding on to our ancestors glory… and not trying to achieve one that we would call our own… our ancestors had hopes, they traveled the seven seas to achieve what they considered dreams… and they made each and everyone a reality by trying hard and not stopping at the first failure they would face… instead, they would build their failures as blocks and walk on them to get higher and higher into the skies of education to establish the things they dreamed…
We dream… we sure do… but we hold on to our dreams as only dreams… we never try to make them real… we build castles in the air… we thread quilts using clouds… and when the time comes… and we can relate to our dreams… we sit there… watching them fade into thin air… and weep
Can you imagine watching that costly castle fall apart??? Brick by brick??? Wouldn’t you stop in amazement if someone told you that its owner knocked it down with her/his own hands??? The first thought that would occur to one’s mind is “They must be insane”… But in truth, we all do that, every single day… we dream, and then we break down our dreams bit-by-bit thinking that we can never make them real
Ever since I was a child, they called me a dreamer… I would be sitting with you, but my sanity would be somewhere else… Far away… Floating in a dream… But just as soon as a dream is made, another is torn down by a silly remark from someone or a laughter from another… I used to have big dreams… of me being someone important… I always dreamed of making my own name and not saying “I had great ancestors who once did this or that” but instead, “I did this” and “I did that”… and I would go on making my own glory and not relying on my ancestors’ glory and fame
So what if you were a dreamer? Dreaming is not a crime, nor is it a psychosis… Dreaming is the railway to one’s true identity… It is the brick on which one must start their road to magnificence and distinction… it is what our ancestors had when they had nothing but bread and water… Dreams are what made our present so different from our fathers’ lives and the lives of the people before them… they are what are making us unique…
We should go on fulfilling that uniqueness and securing a better life for our children by holding on to each others’ hands and making our dreams a first step for a healthier, improved life for us and for generations to come
You just sit out there… watching it from afar… you cannot even touch it
This castle is the dream of each and every one of us… it might not be a real castle that one might consider a home… but in reality, it is the dream of our society… to be complete… to be perfect… to be ideal
It also applies to our souls… we build morals… we make principles… we follow visions… but we can never relate them to our reality, because we are living in a dream
Things are changing and time is moving fast… but we just stand here, holding on to our ancestors glory… and not trying to achieve one that we would call our own… our ancestors had hopes, they traveled the seven seas to achieve what they considered dreams… and they made each and everyone a reality by trying hard and not stopping at the first failure they would face… instead, they would build their failures as blocks and walk on them to get higher and higher into the skies of education to establish the things they dreamed…
We dream… we sure do… but we hold on to our dreams as only dreams… we never try to make them real… we build castles in the air… we thread quilts using clouds… and when the time comes… and we can relate to our dreams… we sit there… watching them fade into thin air… and weep
Can you imagine watching that costly castle fall apart??? Brick by brick??? Wouldn’t you stop in amazement if someone told you that its owner knocked it down with her/his own hands??? The first thought that would occur to one’s mind is “They must be insane”… But in truth, we all do that, every single day… we dream, and then we break down our dreams bit-by-bit thinking that we can never make them real
Ever since I was a child, they called me a dreamer… I would be sitting with you, but my sanity would be somewhere else… Far away… Floating in a dream… But just as soon as a dream is made, another is torn down by a silly remark from someone or a laughter from another… I used to have big dreams… of me being someone important… I always dreamed of making my own name and not saying “I had great ancestors who once did this or that” but instead, “I did this” and “I did that”… and I would go on making my own glory and not relying on my ancestors’ glory and fame
So what if you were a dreamer? Dreaming is not a crime, nor is it a psychosis… Dreaming is the railway to one’s true identity… It is the brick on which one must start their road to magnificence and distinction… it is what our ancestors had when they had nothing but bread and water… Dreams are what made our present so different from our fathers’ lives and the lives of the people before them… they are what are making us unique…
We should go on fulfilling that uniqueness and securing a better life for our children by holding on to each others’ hands and making our dreams a first step for a healthier, improved life for us and for generations to come