I just woke up with the happiest dream i ever had! Tried to fall asleep again so that i can go back there! But no, it was a dream! I thought it would vanish from my memories! But no, i had captured each moment like a photograph in mind! So i kept recalling it and feeling like a bird with no wings. Who can just see the happy open sky she wants to dive in with happiness but it’s hopeless to fly without wings. Like me, can never go back to that dream! I wished every night to myself that the happiest dream to came back again! And i ended up waking up every morning empty! The dream which was happy became the saddest! Because i had no path which could take me there!