When reliality becomes dreams...

When did i stop dreaming? Not that I don't dream any more. It is just that my dreams are so close to reality that it is a shame to call them a dream. A dream should be something that you see in your sleep; a thought, a wish that does not leave you when you are no longer logically thinking - most of the dreams I have today are so logical, so very thought out and planned - they don't have THE MAGIC element to them. Like certain things that can happen only by magic - that would be something I would call a REAL DREAM. But we all, or should I say, most of us stop dreaming those crazy, out of the world, almost-improbable things too early in our lives. I no longer dream of being a Kiran Bedi, or an Army Woman, or Being a Doctor, or being the richest person in the world, or marring an English man(ok, So THIS 1 I must give up w/o regrets;). Why? Simply because that is too far away from my current reality. But then - aren't dreams 'supposed to be' away from reality? So really - dreams are, by definition the same - what has changed is my own strength to dream. If I dream of owning a cool car someday - well that is something I KNOW I can get, if I dream of a home in my most desired place - I am sure I can do it too, if I dream of having a 'dream' job - it is a REALITY...just a little further in the future. These are NOT dreams!!! They are simply wishes and ARE definitely achievable. What would it take to set me free of my own limitations of imagining things I find unrealistic? Why am I not able to put my logical brain to rest for a little while and think of something that makes no sense at all? Why would I not do the things I did when I was 21 like hopping in a plane to visit someone for 10 minutes and taking the next one back? Why do I think of it as crazy now? 'coz I saw what it costs, or is it coz I have become too result-oriented? Why should we ever grow up or grow wise? Why are we always stuck in our local-optima? What would it take to break the routine and think of the wilder things for a change and to explore the depths and breadths of what our brilliance is capable of? Why are we so eager to tie ourselves up in more threads - only to lose the freedom that we are born with, that let's us be a kid - a kid with the wildest ideas, with unbounded curiosity, with no fears - of failure or the world or the future????

I wish to have the strength someday to REALLY Dream...'coz as long as I wish for the little achievable things in my life - I haven't really explored the power of the REAL ones. And then, I am bound to mistake my little wishes for my dreams. It won't take me too far!would it?