Till Dreams Become Reality

In midst of a cold winter night,You came to me like a comforting cup of hot chocolate. I fell into a trance as you spoke to me. Is it true? Are you a dream? We sat spoke of change, of a new Revolution. A chance to live in a world run by the youth that will and has already begun to make a difference in this corrupted religious country, run by political goons, in the form of our Government. Your dream is bigger than mine. Your dream reminded me of a man named Jesus, who at the age of 30 tried to do the same. But you ain't a religious man. But you wished for the same India that we secretly dream of. 
I wondered who your mother was. How she like Mother Mary has let you take on this path where so many of us have given up so early. Whether your mother too was scared every time you left home to take on another impossible task for change. You assured me that your mother was fine and your father  was very supportive once they saw the change and difference you were bringing and the number of people following you. 
You have ignited that fire within you which cannot be extinguished because you have seen a glimpse of positive light in every Indian youth you have met. They are the bright future to a better safer tomorrow. Your prolong struggle will continue.
I suddenly woke up to the sound of sirens outside my window in the early hours of the morning. Oh!! You were just a young man from my dream. I only hope one day this dream becomes a reality.