When dreams come true..
Last week was a dream-come-true week for me. Not that 5 years down the line 'i-shall-become-an-IAS officer-and serve-my motherland' or ' i will own a Maserati ' dream dream, but, whatever be the magnitude and aptitude of a dream, a dream is still a dream! The last week saw two of my dreams come true. And when two dreams come true, you begin to wonder if you have any psychic powers and should take up reading tarot cards as a part-time job... 1) Taking into account the wandering mind that I have, the only consistent dream so far has been the one where I am introduced as a writer. Last night, I was at a dinner party with a few of my undergrad college seniors and their respective wives. S introduces me to his wife as ' She is a writer. She writes blogs. And she runs her own business blah blah'. My mind stopped after the first 4 words (Technically 3. Is 'a' counted as a word?) What was that? Writer? Wrrrriiiiiittteeer??? Awwww... You know that scene from...