Hi. How are you?
This blogging venture is inspired by my friend, Sasha Mahuli's blogs. Her blogs are amazing. Do read them. She does a great job writing about music, life, and pretty much anything that strikes her mind. http://sashamahuli.wordpress.com/2013/11/13/let-the-clouds-build-you-a-daisy-chain/
We, that is me and my friends, are at a stage in our life where we hugely depend upon our heroes to show us what life truly is. 'Heroes' meaning all the beautiful people on this planet (or beyond ;) ) who inspire us through their work, their interviews, and just their existence.
We don't exactly know what we want to be yet. We don't even know what to do with our lives right now. There is a void, a hollowness, a large deficit that can only be filled, covered or hidden with time.
We spend our days immersed in watching, listening or reading what our heroes have created, lost in the beauty of their creation, not knowing what use there might be of this indulgence.
We spend our mornings reading Wilde, Hemingway, Rowling, Tolkien, and even a casual Wodehouse or Dahl. We spend our noons listening to the magic of the Beatles, Clapton, Dylan or even the melancholy notes of Adele. The evening goes by, watching a random match of Roger Federer. And in the night we dream of going on romantic outings with the modern Sherlock or the mischievous Loki.
Dawns are meant for brooding and doubting and questioning whether dreams do come true. And then the bitter-sweet morning comes again with all our wretched heroes showing us how 'a single dream is stronger than a thousand realities'.
But how can we go on living like this? After all, 'it does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.' We have put ourselves in the dangerous situation where dreaming has become as primary a biological act as breathing itself. And the heroes in our dreams have become an inevitable part of who we are and who we want to be. But the truth is, our heroes did not become who they are by whiling away their time in daydreaming. Any of our heroes never even wrote any blogs about how they didn't know who they were going to be. And that, I think, explains everything. o_O
Thank you and have a great day.
But how can we go on living like this? After all, 'it does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.' We have put ourselves in the dangerous situation where dreaming has become as primary a biological act as breathing itself. And the heroes in our dreams have become an inevitable part of who we are and who we want to be. But the truth is, our heroes did not become who they are by whiling away their time in daydreaming. Any of our heroes never even wrote any blogs about how they didn't know who they were going to be. And that, I think, explains everything. o_O
Thank you and have a great day.
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