My Dream was to Die

In my childhood some days I used to try to write poems in the diary. In schoolbags I never forget to take my favorite diary with so many books.

I used to write poems, songs, stories. Many
times I used to keep pictures. That was my partner.

The friends wanted to read my diary. Some would have been surprised to read. Others have said that they were copied from other books. There was a lot of trouble.

Poems written by a poet, and the stories that I would have thought would be a big poet like them. All of my writings will also be read. Suddenly, the idea of ​​being a poet or a writer was lost somewhere.

There is no lack of people's hobby Everyone has a lot of hobbies.

From childhood, there was also the attraction of the song. Singing also once stood as a hobby. I started learning music. Many started praising.

Again, there are some kind of people in the society. They must be able to compliment or not condemn it. Some people said, "Children of the Muslim family will not be able to dance or sing or learn anything." Still I learned the song. I think there is no sin in it.

All have to read into hundreds of other such problems to fulfill their wishes. Those obstacles that can be passed away. That way, to fulfill his wishes.

I became very busy with the pressure of study. Childhood days are cut.

While reading a story, it seems that I wish to be the author. In my childhood, on the day of rain, I created the boat with a diary leaf. This is what dreams were floated?

Still dreaming again. Dreams to meet your wishes