Wrapping the blanket on the body, I curled on the cosy bed. The room is cold and I put the lights off. Putting the best seller novel aside, I close my eyes. In the flick of time, I am transported in dreams. A magic spell cast its shadow as I am brought in the chamber of secrets that unfurl itself. I am delighted with my mouth and eyes wide open. It's wonderland smeared by magic. I am living a fantasy life. There is so much love around me, cupid strikes and everything is made of gold. I love the shining stones that is thrust open me. Men and women are good and selfless. The angels hold me tenderly. All of a sudden, my head is jerked upward. I open my eyes and the magic has waned out. I am surrounded by fellow passenger, deep in slumber, in the plane. Fuck! Why I need to be woken up and thrust to grim realities of life. If Life was a perfect dream!