RIC Journal

How does one discern between the dream and reality? Do we ever need to? Us … the dreamers who voyage on the surface of water and then slip into the coolness and the stillness … then the flowing … thus the rapture … the subconscious …  the place where we retreat to meet our dreams … but then again on the surface one sees the residents of one’s dream walk alongside the day … and dusk is littered with the remains … that bench in the park is still there …   where we sat and spoke for the longest hour of our lives … dreams are more dependable than reality … always there … always tangible … I found the nazm I wrote on the first page of the miniature copy of Ghalib’s complete works … it was the only thing I ever gave you … a copy of it…

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