Story :The agent of hope

while gushing spring was smoothing

a palm of season ,to hand time from the summer, i huged hope, and i saved money in my pocket, under a pillow of my bed , which was a shelter for a plenty of currency , i have coined  three days earlier, to offer a special gift on birthday of my dream.
 it was unknown when it will be ,
still has not been situated as reality.
 before i go to a shop,i had only a kind of gifts begging my option to buy,it's a rope to strangle the dream!  I re-thought

 This wasn't acceptable with assuming that the dream i want to strangle is soulful to die , its death becomes real , only when a dreamer can have its own birthplace , or a defeat arrives at hope moving impulses of dream life. I thought i have never suspended wishing and never acquired any dream in fact , therefore it was impossible to prepare my self for a concrete gift i should take off .

"dream seemed to me as a stubborn enemy of gravity hard to distance alive" said a saler i consulted over a gift fitting My dream birthday ,who has met over many years countles dreamers of all ages have sought gifts for their intimate dreams, and he concluded that "dreams descended from nontime districts of the universe, erected by imagination"  i told him 

-i feel deceived ,i would not have been able to provide my dream with gift over many years!

don't say that ,you even can have it done greeder! said the saler !

with long odd look i stared at the shelfs with no gifts piled or pinned ,on my right side. then a smell of birthday cake coming freshly from a bakery reminded me of tastful flavor that my sense begets then i wondered 

-what do you sell to your costumers ?

he answered fixing his glass on the nose his head goes up :
when i was twenty two ,i thought of a small project that's fair to offer me a good income , after a long study i made about consumption , and stylelife of community ,i ended to realise that peoples do no sleep to dream ,but to shut down a reality get them tired ,that's for the reform of body ,and mentality alike ,in the vigilance they are different from an exale they go to it obliged by disturbance ,they do their efforts to dream of that they wish to be realistic oneday, when these dreams come true,the time withing which dream is savoured can't be expanded longer than a few days of happiness,it is like a thirsty at having water to drink ,the sweetness take only a moment !! boy you have this example to undersand ,that all what peoples want from their dreams is a relief that exempts them from realistic burden ,not that enjoyement follows its accomplishment! so i'm here for two reasons , for mourning these dreams have lives expired ,the hymns are  the only gift you migh have to head here to delight your dreams !

second i'm here to interpret vigil dreams!! i sighed getting up emphasizing my mind to grasp the talk of man !

i never thought so of dreams that i was able to overcome !?

-because you think that only dream that come while you are dreaming ,which deserve interpretation right?

i looked at the man with with huge size of exclamation , in attemt to know who was , he has a weird character to asses !
psychological theories say the only symbolic dreams which can be suitable for interpretation !? then he lit a cigarette and inhaled it with his lips slung around smothering it,exhaled the massive smoke that seemed like a soul leaving a cigarette step by step pushing a smell towards me ! then his eyes alight on me said

i don't feel these theories are generous talking about the dream identity!

do you think that vigil dreams remained unspoked about?

yes exactly!

 said the man beating the filter,and ashes scattered down,raised the cigarette again careful contemplating its entity , as he was about to implicate it in our long talks,even though the blazze devaured a half of the tobacco ,the rest coming up in corridor of paper!

there is a lot that is been said about dream that All stricted just to sleeping ,what is it a dream ?it is what you wish to be,or to have and isn't permissible at the moment !

 look at this cigarette consists of the tobacco and paper , filter!

-yes absolutely it is so !

-alright ! 

before the paper can be what is right now has started as a bacteria had a dream to be a plant which with fulfilment to hope fought all obticles to become a tree , and oneday it was that tree has dreamed of it,also the tree wished at its envirenment if it has been sequined on fruitness time ,to produce delcious fruits! but a woodcutter 's desire would intervent to suspend a fate that he doesn't want for the tree,and shifted dream on its path into manifacturing , and trading it for money that smuglers payed for foriegn cigarettes,that across secretly the borders until it  delivered here and distributed ,arrived at hand of smokers  !
he glanced through the door at street, that so to relax his vision of seeing scenes he has described, caused a huge inspiration in my mind.he dripped the filter into bowl,and rendered a few classic glances at me, then amount of respect he needed was issued to pay it for him, as so long as it was a time to go so i didn't hesitate to thank him smiling feeling indepted to call him "the agent of hope".