Dream

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I am an aquarian
Yet I crave for the unstoppable aqua-flow
Covering incredible distances
Facing every rock, every mountain 
With amazing grit and wit
An ocean, a sea, the destiny
That seems so untouchable
Yet made possible
By a simple feeble creek
Yes I am an aquarian
I have a dream
The dream of an ocean
A dream is a dream,is a dream
What matters most is this
Who had the dream?
Can I be the creek
That meets its dream
Yes I want to be an ocean
A drop yet an ocean

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About neetuwali

Hi! I am Neetu. Who am I? This question is very difficult to answer. Well! If you insist, let me reveal. I am a human and like every other human I eat, sleep, drink, dance, sing, laugh, smile, cry and so on. Hang on! There is a difference. Unlike most of the human beings, I breathe and when I breathe, I relax. When I am relaxed, I draw. I draw sketches of me in words. I have been orbiting around sun for forty years now. I started this journey on the Valentine day of 1974. I have seen people craving for heaven and I was born in the only heaven on earth (Kashmir). My Grandfather was a spiritual personality and a renowned poet of his time. Though he left me around 35 years ago, I couldn’t let him go. I carry him in my eyes and mind and will do that till the end of my life. I hate words, yet I am full of words. I know words cannot express, yet I express me through words, because they are the only medium I am familiar with. That is why I try to express me as much as possible with as minimum words as possible. When I did Masters in business administration, I never knew, writing will be the only business in my life. More than hobby writing is a necessity for me, because it helps me get the load of thoughts off my head. I don’t remember when it that I wrote my first poem was. But I surely know the time of my last poem. Surely,not before my last breath.

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