She used to dream …

Years ago, when she was a little girl
She used to dream.
She used to dream of beautiful places,
knight in shining armours and laughter.

As years passed by,
She continued dreaming.
But without her knowledge,
her dreams were taking new shapes.

Sometimes it took the shape of
a position, a promotion, recognition
or something very materialistic.
So fast the winds were whirling.

She went through several
heartaches and disappointments,
She survived all of them. But,
came out disillusioned.

World around her continued to
remind her that rosy pictures do exist,
but only in bollywood movies
and fairytales.

She stopped dreaming about
palaces, princes and rose gardens.
She has come to know that fairytales
were only the sadistic imagination of a cynic.

Now she just waits for the reality
to strike her, the sooner, the better.
The harder the strike,
the stronger she will be.