She was just a daydreamer …

She sat in the back seat of the car watching the world go by feeling the vibration of the motor churn deep within her belly. Her six year old eye’s widen at the sights that only she can see from the oblivious veil of a child’s mind. Sights of imaginary Fairies pressing their noses against the window alongside her as they flutter up and down. Sights of characters from the pages of books that her mother read to her as they trek along the mountainous escarpments to her left and to her right. Sights of butterflies that can speak and of a world where no one ever feels sad and where they never cry or weep …
And she saw more than anyone else could see….
And she felt more than anyone else could feel….
And her eyes were like x-ray vision…
And she counted the stars and drew a nose, blue eyes and red lips on the face of the moon…
And she dreamed of her adventures as she lay her head against the window allowing the rhythm of the engine to lull her and to carry her into sleeps sweet caress…
And then she dreamed of them again, of the characters and figments that she stenciled in her mind…
And when she woke, her eyes were still tired but her mind never wore out…
And she was able to dream of new dreams within a single blink…
I could get lost in the color, the gleam, the size of her beautiful brown eyes as I wonder, what do they see, what have they seen and where has her mind been… I smile as those eyes smile back at me glimmering with delight…
And then my heart aches ever so slightly. Soon all these dreams would be plucked from her enchanting mind as she is banished from her whimsical and make believe world forced to see, forced to grow up and forced to go to school as she leaves her friends and her imagination at home…
But she refused to do this…
She cried unable to leave her dreams at home…
So she snuck them into her book case when no one was watching her and took them with her to school, carefully hiding them in her pocket and under her sleeve…
And she sat quietly at the back of the class saying nothing and when no one was looking she smiled a devilish smile and looked beyond the blackboard as she summoned her friends of Fairies, Butterflies and Victorian Queens and Princesses to sit alongside her as they all scribbled the date on the first page of her school book, giggling with a silent and mischievous delight.

And she decided that she doesn’t need to grow up…

And who says that you (ever) need to?

~ H

Haajar…

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4 thoughts on “She was just a daydreamer …

  1. Safiyya body beautiful says:

    Hajirah! Wow!…..wait…..wow! Wow! Can you please email this to me. I’d like to print it out and stick it on my fridge or cupboard as a daily reminder……A reminder to live the dream, feel the happiness, to get lost in it…..what a wonderful treat to be able to achieve this. You are brilliant! I could get lost in your mind! Once again….WOW!😍

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