Dreaming small is a crime, said the Late President Kalam in a speech not long ago... But to dream big is to be privileged mentioned none.
Here I am, cooling off after yet another uneventful day, at the temple square. Looking at people hustle about left and right during a festive time. The outskirts of the temple or church are the busiest at such a time and playing mute spectator to this much activity brings me an inexplicable calm. Thoughts run amok, and soon I find myself thinking about what could have been if things went according to 'plan.'