Dreams

Dreams are the best thing that probably happens to us. Not the dreams as in something that we want, but as something that comes when we are asleep. Those spontaneous random sequence of events, which has absolutely no relation to each other. People say its the subconscious mind playing games. Some of them turn out to be nightmares and few other brings a smile on your face. He has gone through a lot lately and he has had his shares of both. 

Something really bad had happened during the midnight of a particular day of the month. He lost someone which changed his entire life. For the first few months of this incident he slept with tears in his eyes. Everyone had asked him to be strong. He pretended to be strong just because by seeing him, the people around him were feeling strong and that was making him better. But deep inside the void was still there. The dreams (more of nightmares) were revolving around the couple of weeks before and after that incident. He woke up in the middle of the night just too scared. 

Things changed, some good things happened to him. It was like now someone was up there who knew what was good for him and what was not. As days passed by he got busy and so tired that he slept like a baby. It was that date of the month. That morning he woke up with a smile on his face. He did not remember what was the exact dream that he had, but the person he had lost was in it. As far as he could recall, in the dream it was like nothing ever changed. It felt real. He felt connected to the person and the person was with him. And he wished the dream never ended.