Dream
What I am today, is what I dreamt I wanted to be. There have been times I was pretty jobless and day-dreaming was my full-time job. I think dreaming is a precious process of focusing on self-analysis. It is the time when you are not actually BUSY with other stuff. I talk loudly when I dream, so my husband says. Now, that stops me from cheating on him, no, just kidding 
There have been n number of times, n tending to 100, I dream something and it happens in real life and it feels like a dejavu. I don’t like to be in that kind of situations though, because I can usually predict what the outcome is going to be in real-life because I have seen it happen to the minutest details in my dreams. My Hindi teacher, Mr. Nagarajan, denied its possibility stating the fact that we all dream in Black & White. I don’t think it applies to me though, since I am divine, you know.
I believe if you want something so badly, all that you need to do is to keep dreaming about it VIGOROUSLY. Ha ha ah …now you know why I am a lazy bum 
Hey, but seriously, maybe Sir Isaac Newton was indeed dreaming in his nap below an apple tree that he was going to become a SIR , when the apple hit him and gifted his dream to come true:)
Laughs apart, dream ,dream, dream…..
dream, dream, dream
My entry to Writer’s island http://writersisland.wordpress.com/2007/11/20/writers-link-the-dream/
