He was clicking photographs of the newly discovered cafe by him on the hills of Mcleodganj. It was his drill, whenever he visited some new place, he used to spend ample amount of time to look for the special and unique places in that area. And after a long period of research, he found this secluded cafe, surrounded by virgin nature and snow clad mountains. .
There were no chairs in that cafe, just mattresses and pillows. He was the first customer, he assumed, as he heard the workers mumbling angrily at the presence of a guest at such an odd hour. The twinkling stars were getting cozy under the blanket of clouds. After some time, the temperature was just maintained just fine by the heaters. He set his camera in front of the cafe to record a time lapse of the sunrise. .
As he rested his back against the wall, he looked at the window and he looked how the sun was struggling to mark it's presence amongst the mighty, dark clouds. The blades of the leaves of the pine trees were trying to let go of the drops of dew, and as the drops reflected the tender sunlight, it depicted an alluring aspect the generous mother nature. .
As unpredictable is the mother nature, so was the entry of another guest in the morning. Just as she entered the cafe, the clouds started getting dense and the lightning began to strike, as if they were welcoming her. Her clothes were drenched in rain. Wondering the reason, he was reminded by the saying by a localite .
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Fear.. I don't know how to explain and I am not quite sure if you are in a state to understand or not, but after some time all that you are afraid of are your dreams, not people, not hopes, not relations, not expectations,nothing but your dreams.
I am not talking of that sweet dreams that we take and smile as we remember them the next morning when we wake up, rather I am talking about the ones that leave you drenched in sweat on a cold night and make your heart pound at an alarming rate.
For different people the dreams can have different forms, but the guiding factor behind all those dreams is the passion, a term so misunderstood these days. Passion is wrongly defined as doing something different, something which makes you feel cool or great in eyes of people.
Infact the true meaning of passion is being at peace with yourself and what you are doing along with the constant urge to improve, not to prove yourself to someone, but yourself.
And in some cases, this fear is the most constructive thing anyone can have. Because if we are not afraid to fail, if our life isnt at stake, we won't put in our best efforts.
One just starts talking to his dreams, and all the conversations with other people just become secondary for him for he knows that he doesnt need any motivation any more to peddle towards his goal. .
And in most of the cases people think that he is too insecure to let out his feelings, but deep inside he and only he knows that its not the truth. He just keeps looking on his goals, no matter how unrealistic they might seem to others.