Dear Papa,
Its been long since I wrote to you. I want to tell you about a dream that I had a week ago. And I really think that it had a message. A message from you. One night, I went to sleep late at night. I couldn't sleep for a lot of time. After maybe an hour, I finally fell asleep. I had a dream then. More of a vision. It made a deep impact on me. I was standing in a pathway. It was dark. There was light at a distance, very far. I was standing there, confused. I did not know what to do or where to go. Then I heard a voice. A voice that was exactly like yours, which said, "Don't stand there like a statue. You have to face what is ahead of you. Walk towards the light and find out what is beyond the pathway."
When I reached the end, I found myself at a fork. One path looked very gloomy. Nothing seemed to have life. On the other path, was a forest, full of life. The birds were chirping merrily and I could hear a waterfall, maybe at the far end of the forest-like place. I obviously took the lively route. Then the voice came again. "Nice choice, Aaliya. But I want to tell you something. When you can easily choose this merry n lively forest over the gloomier one, why can't you choose your happy and gifted life over your problems?
That is when I understood what all of this meant. This dream was to make me realize the importance of satisfaction and contentment with all the good things I had in my life.
I walked on. I saw a majestic waterfall ahead of me. The water had something in it. Something I could not point my finger at. Maybe it was sparkling. I cupped my hands and took some water in them, and drank it. It tasted divine. The voice came again. "That is how life feels when you give importance to all the positive things. Divine!
I was determined to find what the end to my journey was, now. I walked on. It led me to a door at the end. But the problem was, that it was locked. And hanging right in front of me, were more than a hundred keys. It would take me ages to open the door with the right key! I still had to try. I wanted the voice to tell me something. And sure enough, it did. "Aaliya, focus and listen to your heart. Try your best and don't lose hope until you succeed." I tried many keys and when almost thirty more keys were done, I felt like I'd lost all hopes. But two more keys were left and when I picked up the second last key, and placed it in the hole, it opened up on its own. The door only needed a light nudge. And beyond the door was bright light... That is when I woke up.
I told Mamma about this and she says that it was a message from you. And I'm glad that you spoke to me through my dreams. True, that your the man of my dreams. :D
Your ever lovingly,
Alu <3

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