Next evening, we meet in the peace garden. He tells me that he discusses with his granny about our daily talks and discussions.
He knows that I share it with my mum. We always bring new thoughts and ideas.
His granny enjoys discussing what I ask him. Today he comes in a happy mood. We wish each other and he tells that he has finished his homework before coming to the garden.
As usual, I ask him,
“My child friend, you know some children enjoy good dreams. They cannot enjoy the bad dreams. They try to forget the bad dreams. What do you feel about it?” I ask.
“You know what I feel; I just put my thought bulb on. You see if we try to forget bad dreams, we cannot forget it. Can we forget?” he asks.
“Well, you are right, we can try to forget, but it is not possible. I like your answer, but if we can enjoy good dreams, how can we enjoy the bad ones, will you tell me, please?” I ask.
“Hey! I know you want to discuss how we can always enjoy our dreams, is not it?” he asks.
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