So there I was last night. Another dream yet fulfilled. I have imagined my aspirations coming true but not exactly how they are happening now. As they don't come in glamorous ways. They however come subtly, one by one, in unexpected installment so that I could actually savor each.
Whoever make them happen just knows his ways of perfect giving. Where, how, the timing - they come ever so delicately, like the muted rains on a breezy afternoon. How would one be ever thankful is one of the most beautiful dilemma that could ever beset someone.