Dream The Impossible

A little drizzle, then it was windy again. Another gloomy night of the mushy monsoon. The night was still young. The sky was cloudy. I sat, atop the roof. The momentary drizzle had pushed me inside for a while, but I came back out as soon as it stopped.

It was very dark as it was yet another blackout-hour, a regular phenomenon for the dwellers of Dhaka City. I walked around. With my earphones firmly plugged in, I tuned in to the twelve strings magic of John Butler and some beautifully compiled pieces of 'The Corrs'. My curious eyes followed the movement of the hustling clouds. As meddling as ever, they were playing with my romance of the full moon, occupying the route between my eyes and her. I stood in sweet melancholy, which the clouds resembled so perfectly. As if the glowing moon represented what I could be, and the dark gloomy clouds stood for my present self. I wondered if I could erase all those clouds at will and redeem the luminescent moon!

I started praying fervently for the clouds to move away and let the moon shine again. But there was no sign of that happening. The clouds were too many in number, too heavy. They moved across the moon, following the direction of the breeze. Resolutely, I kept on wishing the seemingly endless clump of clouds would move away. My mind fixated with unyielding determination as I stared at them.

I started to believe that they would move away, those clouds. They'd have to go away right then, right at the moment I wanted them to! Moments passed by...seconds, minutes, maybe even hours…who knew? Who cared!? I didn't bother counting them. I kept on staring at the stubborn clouds.

I persisted and I don't know after how long, the moment finally came. The clouds started to spill away, making way for the majestic moon. Slowly they moved away and the heavenly full moon came out. It felt like something out of this world, something which couldn't be expressed in words. I felt like the Almighty had blessed me with a glimpse of His Grace. At that moment I understood the meaning of being alive. I felt like I could sweep away all the dark clouds from my life! I understood that although you can't really stop the clouds from covering you up, you've got the power to sweep them away just as well. All you need to do is to believe it.