The trip.......

Out of the small round window i could see the clouds ,the clouds once I thought to be window to my imagination.It had been anounced that the weather gods are not in a good mood and turbulance would be giving us company the whole way....Was that a tiger eating a tree ,or an eye staring at me ,such pictures and a lot more were always running through an innocent creative mind.Where have those thoughts gone ?where is that creativity now ?... why cant I just create a picture of whatever I wished ,anymore.....I wish I knew an answer but I can always contemplate............
In this process of growing up generally many a people tend to give more importance to what is materialistic ignoring the call from somewhere deep inside to think , to dream, to create.....and now its inaudible ,the call .... sensitivity lost ... slowly the time tics away and leaves nothing much to say... Like the life is mocking "hey this is what u always wanted isn't it ?" Where do I go from here ?