Dream It, Believe It

Dream It, Believe It

How many times have we been told to get our heads out of the clouds and to have feet firmly planted on the ground? How many times have we felt embarrassed for voicing our dreams and getting smirks from other? How many time have we told ourselves to come back to reality? I have forgotten the number of times but surely they number in the tens of thousands, if not more.
I once dreamt of being an astronaut and being the first Indian to set foot on the moon. I remember telling this to an uncle of mine, only to be told that as someone with poor academic record and extremely bad grades in Mathematics, my dream will never be real. I felt devastated but the reasoning and logic behind what I was told, convinced me in no uncertain terms that I would never be an astronaut. A dream that I carried in more in my heart than the cool mind was dashed forever.
Yet looking back I feel that there was always the option of bettering my grades though committed hard work, reinforced by the power of my dreams and ending up, if not on the moon, at, least in an aerospace company. The cold reasoning that my uncle gave me ensured that I never did well in academics and was perpetually poor in Mathematics. Looking back at it and giving it some thought, the realization stands out that while the dream could have corrected, the reasoning killed it.
We often quote that nothing is impossible, but how many of us do believe it? I believe that as we grow older and face more failures we even learn to reason our dreams and cut it down to size. I have now come to realize that, such resizing is the worst thing you could do to your dream and to yourself. It ought to be remembered that it was a dream by a crazy Italian, who managed to convince the Spaniards to sail west to reach India that led to the discovery of the New World. Maybe he never reached India, but he discovered a brand new world
That then is the payback of a dream.