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i am in water,easily able to breath....how is it possible?..i do not know how to swim.but there is something about it thats so peaceful .i suddenly realise that someone's holding my hand.i am not able to see him,but i feel like i have been waiting for this moment all my life.i feel my self so desperate to see him once atleast.i am moving forward...deep in the water still my hand in his...seems like he is leading me somewhere.and i move along without any doubts because thats the feeling i get being with him.far away i see something very bright....as we draw closer i hear a voice that is so enchanting,so full of love....i realise its him who is speaking...he says"this is the light of hope,the light of love,the light of trust...."he keeps talking but i am so enchanted by him that i just pray that i get to see him once,atleast once...but the light was so blinding....i think this as he says is the light of love,of hope and of trust ,so why is it preventing me from seeing the person i have wanted to see all my life?i wanted to see him, to feel him,know him....but it was impossible in that blinding light....suddenly i wake up!!!! i realise i have been dreaming all this while...still in the chair, a novel in my hand i remember i have been reading and must have felt asleep.i see michael coming towards me... i am quick in action and i leave from there towards my room...i lock myself and think that this time not so easily will i forgive him.i recall the fight we had a few hours ago and this recollection even more determines me in my decision.i hear michael's foot steps but he doesnot knock.i suddenly remember the dream...it was something very unusual for me.my mind just tries to sort out what was it all about...and then thinking to myself i start relating my life with the dream....i remember we had a fight because he promised some quality time and he was late from office...this usually happened but i always forgived him thinking he was doing it all for a reason...so that we could have a good life.at that moment it strucks me....all i wanted all my life was true love....some one who could hold me and say "its alright"...and when michael came into my life it was a dream come true....he was the one i desired....all i wanted was lots of love,a hope of a good world of ours....i realise my thoughts and feelings were so similar to words he used in my dream...now it comes to me ....this dream was me,,my self,my inner voice...i had loved michael so much that he was all into me...he was in my mind,my heart, my words....i realise that all the love i wanted,all my the hopes,were in some way taking me away from him....i always knew he was the one for me,i trust him....it was only my desire to always be with him that lead to all our fights....i smile to myself and remember those moments we have shared,those loving looks he gave,that smile he had on his face when he saw me even though so tired of work.i realise its all these small things that make us and its not always important to do things in a planned way...i see that my desire for a little more love,hope and trust blinded me from seeing the efforts he was making to keep me happy......now its almost an hour and i hear a knock on the door and i know its him...i rush towards the door, unlock it and hug him the moment i see him....that moment i see all my doubts,insecurities fade away....and i unconciously tell him thats its always good to have a little less love,a little less hope, so that we value what we have....and that moment my life changes....forever i guess....because a little less love will increase our efforts in our relationship and keep it going good....
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