My colleague sent me a new year e-card, wishing me a new year full of a whole lot of things, out of which what struck me was happiness. "Happiness, the kind that you have when your dreams come true." was the wish. True. The happiness you get when your dreams come true is so round, so fulfiling and beautiful. But what about the disappointment when your dreams are shattered? Dreams are His way of showing us something which would grow as a vision (so says my friend - he thinks dreams which would be fulfilled later on are called visions and therefore, only a loser has dreams, the winner always has visions). When we were kids, our dreams, our wishes and fancies knew no bounds and we would crave crazily for even the most unattainable things, which more than once has landed me with disappointment. But we don't care then, we dream, laugh if we get them true, cry if we don't and move on. But the disappointments which surface from our dreams now affect us more. Is it ...