Flights of Fantasy …..Expected Time of Depurture…Now

fantasy and reality                                           Often times when the mind is caught up with the mundane, a short flight of fantasy adds that much needed sparkle, thoughts take wings and fly off to lands unknown.
Has anyone ever wondered why fantasy is so brightly hued and dreams so beautiful while reality seems like it has lost its fragrance?
Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and Lapis lazuli. You see it in a row of clip jars filled to the brim with dry fruits .It is in the freshly made cashew barfi topped with vark,in the saffron  fields of La Mancha in  Spain,in the gold souks of Dubai and in the rich colors of south Indian silks .
Reality is plywood and plastic done up in cow dung and drab green. It is in daily chores, our patched up relationships, moody maids, travel woes and traffic jams!
Fantasy tastes of pickled habaneros and honey, freshly picked olives from Marrakesh, cinnamon tea, almond butter and cloves, rare red meats and wines as sweet as summer.
Reality is beans and tofu, delayed flights, impossible deadlines, challenging logistics and ashes at the end! It is the asbestos roofed shanty on the highway, slums in the city, a parking bay in the railway station, the toilet at a bus terminus.
Fantasy is the towers of Minas Tirith, the ancient stones of Gormenghast, the halls of the Camelot and the palaces in Rajasthan. Fantasy flies on the wings of Icarus while reality on Go Air (economy)! Is this why our dreams seem to become so much smaller when they finally come true?
We read fantasy to find those vibrant colors again I think .To taste the strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sing. There is something so beautiful and true in fantasy that speaks to emotions buried deep within us … a young girl who was sure that one day she will live out all her impossible dreams … dance barefoot in the valley of flowers and find a love that would last forever somewhere between Kyongnosla and Gods own country !! GPS anyone???


4 thoughts on “Flights of Fantasy …..Expected Time of Depurture…Now

  1. Love every bit of that FANTASY inspite of knowing that truth is very different…
    I guess we all find comfort in that FANTASY in our own ways… that our own hearts beat to…where our own souls get stirred….

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    1. Thanks Po for your thoughts ! 💖
      I have a dream, a fantasy
      To help me through reality
      And my destination makes it worth the while
      Pushing through the darkness still another mile
      I believe in angels
      Something good in everything I see!
      When I know the time is right for me
      I’ll cross the stream, I have a dream….. I have a dream ! ( with due apologies to ABBA)


  2. Aru I love the way you magically transported us into a fantasy! Looks like your travels and food marvels are your escape and I can connect to that so well. Fantasy and reality sit on this see-saw of our lives . You have to slide from one to another and that’s the only way to balance it. 💟💞

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