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It’s been a long time…and I am going to be writing about living in your fantasy, and why it is so important. I’ve been told over and over, for as long as I can remember, that it’s about time that I let go of the fantasy world I’m clinging onto. It didn’t make sense to me earlier, for as far as I’m concerned, this world they are talking about is very real to me. But I guess, an inevitable part of growing up is coming to the realization that the ‘real’ world out there is harsh and there is very little beauty around. Life isn’t a ballad, and worse…not even meant to be one. If you told me that today, I would very well nod my head in supposed agreement, but deep down I refuse to accept that.

Sounds foolish? Or immature, or kiddish, or nonsensical, if you may call it?

Well, call it what you may. But I simply refuse to believe that life isn’t a ballad. Yes it is. Life is a ballet dancer dressed in exquisite baby pink, standing on her toes and moving the world around her with a touch of her invisible magical wand. Life is a feather staying afloat on a lake of clear blue water, dancing in swirls and curls. Life is a child on a beach, making sand castles with child-like wonder and childish perfection.

Yes, the beauty is out there. You just need to make time for it. It’s like finding a white cloud in a charcoal sky. Like chasing water bubbles in frantic madness, as if they were not going to burst anyway. I believe it’s important, if not the most important thing, to keep alive your happiness and hope, and symbols of beauty. Probably, they will keep your days shining when your nights start getting longer. Yes, hold on to that wish.

Photo Courtesy: Martin Thomas (https://www.flickr.com/photos/martin_thomas/7632653238/)