All for a ‘Dream’: The Entrainment

Various thoughts were pacing in his mind while walking; even the sky was devoid of the lactified moon that day. And just as he reached her house, the undesirable had happened. Cassandra and her family had to leave that place as they were unable to repay the loan her dad had taken years back and the authorities ratified the orders by sabotaging their house. After interviewing Cassandra’s neighbor, he came to know that she is now living with her aunt, 7 miles from here. Gustav was really sad about this event, because Cassandra was the only one, with whom he shared his thoughts, who helped him with everything and who never made him feel alone. Both of their souls showed Mutualism, they both knew they love each other, though none of them was brave enough to reveal it. While returning home, the celestial appearance changed, and the obscurity of sky was on a rage, the clouds, encompassing the mass of water particles, secreted a boisterous commotion up there, finally, it was raining. Sulkily walking in the rain his feet reached his doorstep and his sobbing mind demanded for rest. That night he allowed only water to ooze into his belly; he quietly went into his room without talking to his parents and rushed onto the bed.

Next morning Gustav greeted the daylight before schedule, he decided to go to Cassandra and meet her; and why not, she was always there for him. He finished all of his work and explained the previous night’s incident to his parents and also about his visit to Cassandra, which he was about to make. It had only been 10 minutes leaving his crib and he was all in pain. His head started pounding, maybe it was yesterday’s symptoms, but he still rode his bicycle.

Well, this perspiring ride had a lot to give to Gustav. As soon as Cassandra saw him, she rushed towards him, which resulted in a tight hug! Yea she was crying but her tears indicated that she was really happy seeing Gustav. It was clearly observable to Gustav, the hardships her family faced in these few days. Though Cassandra’s aunt, Cecilia, was really a good and a kind hearted person, she only had her husband and her only son, Marcus. If it was in Gustav’s hands, he would have taken Cassandra’s family to his place, but he didn’t implement on his thought. Both of them sat on the porch, next to each other and discussed the chain of events that took place so fast. Gustav promised her that he’ll be there for her always and ever after, he was really not happy looking at her sad face; and why should he be happy? She was the only one who made him laugh, enjoy, her presence would make him feel secured. Though even now, this distance wouldn’t make them feel far away, they decided to meet each other thrice a week, Gustav made it simpler for Cassandra, he had decided that he would come to meet her, so that she wouldn’t have to travel all the way. He had his lunch there and spent all of the evening with her. While returning home, Gustav gifted her, the locket which his mom had asked him to give her. She was all in a delight, because she loved him, and now all of a sudden, Gustav was all helpful, caring and behaved as he loved her from ages. Though she controlled her Neurological impulses that arose for him, yes Gustav liked talking in scientific language. In all of these today’s episodes, Gustav did forget about his headache; and why not Cassandra’s aura was not less than any Aromatherapy for him.

Gustav’s mom was happy, when she was enlightened by him, that, apparently they were all fine. Now the thing Gustav was supposed to pay interest was his Model. That night Gustav worked till late night, though all in vain. It wasn’t working for him. The theory which he had applied had turned futile. Keeping all things apart, he dozed on his working table itself.

Next morning, though at 12:30 p.m. technically it was afternoon, when he broke his suspension of consciousness, he was delighted to see Cassandra in his house. Her long beautiful face pairing with the super matching glasses. Her posture was depicting her angriness, her folded hands and her tapping foot, as he had slept late, last night. But Gustav couldn’t believe, which actually resulted in him rubbing his eyes several times, so much so that he even immersed his head in a tub full of water! This act made him look like a fool and Cassandra’s serious face couldn’t resist the urge of laughter. It was her, Cassandra; she came to meet him, irrelevant of his decision. Though it had been long she was there in his house, besides she was helping Gustav’s parents. Again it was a day for the love birds to flock together and one more day they spent together. In the evening Gustav dropped Cassandra home on his bicycle. The two souls were entraining, getting as close, as the grass to the earth. For the next 3 days, Gustav worked on his experiment, still the results remaining barren. As he wasn’t getting one of the equipment, he had to think of some alternative plan, all 3 days were nothing but a forlorn hope for him. That evening he decided to go for a walk on his usual path. While his brief travel, he thought of Cassandra, he thought of proposing her, though it requires quite a cojone for attempting for such a feat, so he thought of writing a poem for her. He quickly retired to his scientific hub, to secrete out his hearty impulse for Cassandra. Though the poem was of very few lines, it took 4 hours for him to pen it down. He took the page kissed it and tucked in his drawer and sacked himself up, to visit the places his subconscious mind takes him to.

The next morning he finished all his chores on time and biked all the way to Cassandra’s place with all the thoughts in his mind about Cassandra’s place, he somehow resisted that eerie feeling. He spent the day with her, but while sunset, he took Cassandra to his usual place of evening walk, stood in front of her bent down on one knee held her hand and recited the poem, which he wrote for her, with his radiant eyes beaming a sense of love into her eyes.

Watching the Kites gliding up above,

A thought of you surfaced my mind packetting love.

Maybe you are the fuel accelerating my heart,

And why not, as CO₂ is released in this art.

I wish I could fly, high in the sky,

So that you can see me whenever you try.

The way we feel the air on a windy day,

Your face glows bright with light’s each ray.

You are seriously more beautiful than the northern lights,

I end up gazing you, just pardon my sights.

As it is lovely on leaves to see the morning dew,

It will be hard for me to go on without saying I Love You..

All for a 'Dream': The Companion

“Ignorance is not a bliss, it’s a shame” he anointed his thought again and whenever his mom would say that line. For Gustav, he wanted to explore the littlest bits of this universe or rather he had to traverse the knowledge, because he had been the only life support of his paralyzed parents for 7 long years. His parents had long suffered the catastrophic attack by his mom’s rivals, while working on her theories of fluid dynamics, as she had jump started the invention of the submarine, but never made it through. Though they were successful in harming them but they weren’t successful in acquiring those models and theories and were even resisted from fleeing by the nearby police department.

Though Gustav had only seen 12 springs by then, he tried his best not to make his bed-ridden parents feel the pain. His mom, Aleida, had a very instrumentally like tuned voice which always made him dissolve and melt in her arms. She always told him, “your brain son, it is the best gift you’ve got, don’t let it remain barren, cultivate it”. As for Gustav’s dad, Alan, he could barely speak by now. Gustav from his 7^th year itself was fond of science, maybe his mom was one of the reason behind it. It made him stupendous in his work, as describes the small ‘Electromagnet’ which he made when he was 10 and not to forget his so called ‘Steam-Boat’ when his was 12.

The small wood work for keeping books, which his mom made, was the most beautiful past time for Gustav when he left his High School 2 years ago. His wheatish color, windy hairs, strong hands and a tall footy appearance made him, not good looking, but different from everyone. And besides Science, he loved playing football, as he was good in it too. The only thing that made him cry was his mom’s unfinished dream, and he had vowed to himself to finish it, just to see the smile and happiness on his parents’ face. This dream always made Gustav keep going even if it meant his last breath. One more self-attaching soul, which always kept him from getting scattered, and kept him as one luminous object, was of a girl, Cassandra. Gustav knew her from past 3 years, the so-called mysterious girl, from his high school, as she never shared any of her thoughts with anyone and always remained self-conserved. But to describe her, she was really beautiful, her kind of long, pale-whitish face, thin-ish appearance made her looks. Not to forget, the glasses which she wore all the time, as a remedy for her Myopia, made her look more beautiful, rather to say, they made a couple. Her intelligence made her stand tall even more.

Gustav and Cassandra happened to join in a project, as both were left alone because of their self-conserved behavior. But when they came together, it was a similar phenomenon we see, how two negatives make one positive and they actually got mingled with each other, all thanks to science. Unlike Gustav, Cassandra didn’t leave her schooling, as she had her mother and her younger sister to feed. Cassandra seldom left Gustav alone, as each of them was the only one, who knew the other very well. She always made it a point to meet him on Gustav’s evening stroll down the hill and sometimes even visiting his parents. Gustav also told her about the place he used to see repeatedly in his dreams, which consisted of a fountain on a brick road and a yellow night lamp, concluding, that it was always night and how it frightened him always, sometimes him also leading to excessive sweating. But as by Cassandra’s approach, he always used to get calmed, and the way she used to relate his work with his this dream, it never made him feel secluded. Cassandra also made it a point to tell him about the new things she learned in the school, but sometimes in vain, because Gustav was well furnished with science, thanks to the lucrative scientific books his mom had amassed.

Gustav had started working on the Sub-marine model from past 1 month. This also resulted in him missing his usual evening walk, as he had to concentrate on his parents and even on the model, so Cassandra used to make his days better. Gustav usually used to refer to Cassandra by another name, ‘Thunder’; he used to tell her, that she is his ‘Super-Power’ and it is the Thundering effect, which dominates all the others, all for her smile, because he knew, even she’s got to do many things. The bond between the pair grew stronger, helping each other, rather to be exact a one-sided help from Cassandra, but she was happy with Gustav, she got beautiful pleasure helping him and spending time with him.

Things were getting better for Gustav, as to have a lovely friend and her help. But one day, Cassandra didn’t arrive; Gustav thought she might be busy with her school work. This kept on repeating for several days. It’s now been 10 days since her word; Gustav felt uneasy, because she didn’t even had her exams. The thought grew grave in his mind and he decided to walk to her place..

Maa

I don't know how she nourishes us and bears us in her womb for 9 months, but the Caricature coming out of that nourishment is all to thank that species on earth created by God without which nothing is vital. Daughter, Sister, Wife and the greatest of all, Mother!

Yes she is born Ingenious, or you can say Versatile, I know its kind of harsh in terms of boys, but yes, a girl gets over a boy! The way a Mother sways her parachute of love, Circumfusing all sides and Encompassing every minute hill and dale, truly defying the world's pull and never letting her child to be pawed by the world is really an imaginary concept.

I think the Etymology of 'Sacrifice' comes from Mother, because it is all she does for the perpetual sake of her child. The way an infant clings to the love and care protruding from her body in an increasing flow as in a chain reaction is truly amazing and inexplicable. The way she pacifies her baby, well God, I wonder who pacified you when you were a kid, because I know its the only thing a baby loves.

A Mother is nothing less than a magic wand, the way she makes everything happen, makes us believe in the sentence above. How in childhood we don't like bitter medicines and she takes a spoon and makes us believe that nothing is sweeter than the medicine, well Mom, I would like to say that nothing would be ever sweeter than you. We can defy the gravity but to describe a Mother, My Lord, even you know this task would turn impossible.

Mom your mere thought makes any work which seems tough, transit itself into an achievable one, easily. You are as strong as the gravity inside the Black-Hole and as gullible as a pinch of sugar in a glass of water.

You are a Beautiful song sung by the angels, you are the Activation Energy of a Reaction, you are the Pen of a Poet, you are the Book of a Nerd, you are the Bible of a Priest, you are the Sword of a Warrior, the Crown of a King, the Tide of the Sea, the Sunlight for a Plant, the reason behind the happiness of your child, you are the Epitome of Everything!! Dear Mom, you are everything!

I don't know about girls, but for a boy, Mom you are always the First Love. Mom, I know it is bad when I do something wrong, but I Love it when you shout at me, I Love it when you come and console me even if I am wrong, I Love it when you force me to have the food. I know I am a grown up now, but for you Mom, I am always a Kid.

So this is your post I dedicate it you, I Love You Mommy!! :) :) :)