My tryst with the dreams...

We all at one or the other point of time, have had various dreams- pleasing, bizarre, scary, funny, tragic, adventurous...and majority of them not lasting more than a minute..which we forget the very next morning.. I have had my share of dreams, too...

When I was small, in class 2 or 3..we used to live in Amritsar. There is this ancient Art Gallery, in the heart of the city where nowadays normally woollen/hosiery sales, display of some paintings etc. is conducted. The hall inside has statues of old men (now I came to know those old men were Dadabhai Naraoji, Rabindranath Tagore etc., tab wo sab mujhe bhooth lagte the)..as well as fiercy animals in action...like cheetah, jackal, tiger etc..including eagles and hawks.. (wonder why the gallery has such a villanious look...)..nevertheless the gallery stands out as city dwellers' proud monument.
Yah...now my dream....
I am locked inside that art gallery and i can hear my parents and my sister's thin sounds withering away to dead silence. I have no one around and that is when the animals become live in action and pounce on me. I so vividly remember that dream because I used to wake up in the dead of the night and start howling...my mom had to come to my room to calm me down.

Missing the trains, flights, falling from the buildings is a common dream we all must have had quite often...so nothing new in it.

To all my blogger friends..let me inform you that I was down with viral fever since past week..it must be through Y2A..viral is so damn contagious I tell you even the contours of web can't stop it. So in one of those terribly weak,broken sleep nights when my body was in pain and heat, I had this weird dream that I am in US with four friends of mine and just a day before we all have to board flight back to India, one of my friends got caught consuming marijuana and American laws are exxxxxxxtremely strict for a drug addict..more so since he is Indian so he will be dealt much more severely. And i woke up panthing away for breath realizing my whole body was drenched in sweat.
Now before you think anything else, let me tell you that I am the most sober (ok I may not top the list but surely one among them..) guy you can come across-milktotaller (spelling theek hai kya?), seedha sadha sarv gun sampat, intelligent, decent, cute, good looking, religious, value nourished, holistic individual..i used to pronounce marijuana as "maree-joo-aana" before coming to college, so consuming it is beyond question..

Number three) Day before yesterday I had this dream that I got selected for UPSC exams on the basis of a dance performance I once did on my college's foundation day. It was good, but in the dream I was not comfortable, since I was saying it to myself (like you know it happens in movies...ur own self talks to you...personifying contradicting thoughts within you..abey wo purani movies mein hota tha na..hamesha!)..that "chitwan you do not deserve this success..how can an IAS officer be appointed because he dances..and other side of me says.."chup kar, mujhe jo chahiye tha mil gaya, main aam khaonga, guthliyan nahi ginunga..." and then in my dream I was so charmed by this statement and the proverb that my dream got drifted from UPSC to mango factory..an IAS officer in inspection to mango factory (mangoes are made in factory, you dint no that..ha!! GK kahan se padhi tum sab ne :P)..and I am about to loose on my morals as I am too overwhelmed by their aroma..

Ok I guess I took you quite deep within the realms of my sub conscious..As is this famous saying that never probe a guy's mind and gal's body :P (joke tha bhai..hass lo)..i sign off...
shower in your dream remnants here...who knows I have a dream amalgmation one night!!!