First of all, in the book The Song of Kahunsha, we see Chamdi, a ten-year street kid in Bombay, India, where he suffers really much from spiritual pandemonium, famishment, poorness and force. Life is truly difficult, the sky above is dark, you can see the cryings. However, as he struggles difficult to state alive, he ne’er loses the ability to dream. He entertains an idyllic phantasy of what the metropolis is like, where “ kids play cricket in the street with a ruddy gum elastic ball and even if the batter hits the ball hard, sends it crashing into a windowpane and the glass interruptions, no one gets angry. The glass mends itself in a few seconds, and the game resumes. ” ( Irani 11 ) Merely like this, a metropolis withous dadnedd No affair how dark, blue and abandon his fortunes appear to be, he needs to merely shut his eyes and dream of the beautiful Kahunsha, and he will be able to smile. It is his dreams and beliefs which lift his bosom and give him. Everyone needs a dream to keep on to. Equally long as you do n’t halt dreaming and believing, there is no trouble you ca n’t travel through.

After the dark of thaumaturgy in the wood, both the lovers and Bottom depict what happened to them as a dream, because they would n’t otherwise be able to understand the charming and irrational things that they remember go oning to them. By naming it as a dream, they allow those experiences to be as they are, without necessitating for any accounts, so that the love jobs are solved and they all remain happy. As Puck says at the terminal of the drama: “ this weak and idle subject, no more giving up but a dream, Gentles, do non reprehend. If you pardon, we will repair. ” ( Shakespeare 83 ) The existent truth of the event does n’t truly count, so long as you believe in it. Without believing excessively difficult but take it merely as a dream, the audiences will be able bask the antic drama with relaxation. Dare to woolgather and your dream will come true, or at least you will hold merriment and enjoy life.

We besides have read a verse form called dreams, ” Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams dice, life is a broken-winged bird, that can non wing. Keep fast to dreams, for when dreams go, life is a bare field, frozen with snow. ” ( Langston Hughes 89 ) From the metaphors of this verse form, we are shown a graphic image how life would be like without dreams, which is empty, exanimate, and blue. What the writer is tell is to keep fast to out dream, and life would go full of joy as it is shown here.

You can see the large differences between the 2 parts of the images, and that ‘s the power of dreams. Even in our darkest clip, dreams can ever give us trust, bravery, felicity, and motives to the hereafter. Do n’t of all time give up woolgathering and believing. Let dreams flower, and life will go a better one.

Quotation marks

I. The Song of Kahunsha by Anosh Irani ( independent novel )

“ kids play cricket in the street with a ruddy gum elastic ball and even if the batter hits the ball hard, sends it crashing into a windowpane and the glass interruptions, no one gets angry. The glass mends itself in a few seconds, and the game resumes. ” ( Irani 11 )

II. A Midsummer Night ‘s Dream by Shakespeare

“ And this weak and idle subject, no more giving up but a dream, Gentles, do non reprehend. If you pardon, we will repair. ” ( Shakespeare 83 )

III. Dreams by Langston Hughes:

“ Keep fast to dreams, for if dreams dice, life is a broken-winged bird, that can non wing. Keep fast to dreams, for when dreams go, life is a bare field, frozen with snow. ” ( Langston Hughes 89 )

I painted 2 images to stand for my essay. I think it ‘s the most originative and suited manner to reflect my subject, the importance of dreams.

On the first image, I draw a face of a kid, who is the chief character of my independent novel. I divided the image into 2 parts. The left side is the world universe in Bombay, where the kid suffers really much. The house represent he has no house to derive warm, the book represent he could n’t afford school, the home base and fork represent famishment, and the gun and blood represent pandemonium and force. There are cryings in his left side oculus. The colourss I use are all dark and cold, which shows the unhappiness. The right side shows the idyllic phantasy the kid creates with his inventive dream. Skyscrips, bluish sky, kids running and playing, flowers blossoming.