A Dream to be a Storyteller..

It is my dream to be a published author. I often dreamed that I am holding a novel written by me and the title of the novel is "Love is nine days wonder". Although I have written many short stories, but the short story which I have written on my real love, is really close to my heart. As I was an introvert in nature during my graduation college days, and I didn't like to share my feelings with my colleagues. I was having a habit to write my diary regularly in those days. The story is really based on my real love in my graduation days, and I have taken help from my diary as well.

The thing that inspires me to write my love story was the fact that I had promised my beloved that "One day I will be a writer." In addition to this, writing is my passion and when ever I am feeling free, I grab my diary, picked a pen and synthesize a number of words on the blank white pages. Although I have published a number of scientific research article, as I am a research scholar by my profession, but I would like to be called as a storyteller like Ruskin Bond.

The experience of this story, which I have written, was very much painful for me, because I have to recall all those incidences which was happened in those days and I longed to forget all those incidences long before, but this story is meant everything to me as well as to my life.    

Dreams;;;

I was listening this Gazal, in the evening time which is one of my favorite Gazals, sung by Jagjit Singh. 

"Hazaro Khwahishe aisi; Ki Har Kwahish Pe Dum Nikle

Bahut Nikle Mere Armaan; Lekin Phir Bhi Kam Nikle"

The song is all about our infinite wishes and dreams which we dreamed of getting. Some succeeds in fulfilling his wishes where as some fails. 

I think, this world is a place of wishes either it is saturated or remain unsaturated. The person who resides in expensive bungalow and lives a rich life style, not only having dreams but those also who lives on the footpath and pavements. The difference exists only in the probability of its fulfillment. Where the Rich have enormous possibility and chances for their wishes to be fulfilled, the poor have only a few.  

I am no different to them and have my share of dreams. The dream of getting admission in BHU. I feels the attraction power toward it. I want to do Ph.D. from BHU and there is an opportunity of which I am waiting desperately since last 4-5 months. There was a colleague who despite being selected for Ph.D. in BHU, gives up the opportunity and now doing some kind of research work in Delhi. Many times, I asked myself "if I were at his place, what would I have done?"

Perhaps I have grabbed this golden opportunity or did the same, which he had done and gave up the chance. But the reality is different. I am who I am, not him. I don't have the same opportunity and chances.

Meanwhile I have got selected for a job of project assistant in NBRI, Lucknow. So; There is an opportunity of government job in which I have the opportunity of doing some research. There is another opportunity waiting for me in NBRI from where I can fulfill my dreams. I want to do everything but I am a single guy and I am very confused what should I do?

Let us see what is hidden for me, in the lap of future.......