What is with
me and dreams??
I get some dreams, which make me feel that they are real and
happening when I am dreaming. This keeps my mind busy for some part of the day
which is good but some dreams are really disturbing. I even dreamt that I am
running naked on a busy road. Thank GOD.. dreams are dreams and they never get
real.
I feel Déjà vu
sometimes. Do I have any hidden power and I am not able to explore it? Ha ha
ha
I wanted to
share dreams, which kept me thinking for a loooong time.
Dream 1 - on early morning of 11th Nov,
2012:
Even though I
was working in a corporate company, I was selected
as body guard (me as bodyguard..!) for opposition leader of a prominent National political leader
and present CM of one of the Indian states who is getting ready to face
elections for 3rd time. I was wearing a safari suit and was escorting him to the convoy
waiting at the building entrance. The building entrance had 4 or 5 lengthy
steps and lot of flowerpots dotted the edges. We were on 3rd or 4th
step when gunfire started out of nowhere. He was escorted into the building
and a bullet hit me in the stomach. I was down behind a flowerpot and then fell
unconscious.
The next scene
was in a hospital room. Couple of doctors, 3 men in white kurtas surrounded my
bed. Heart beat rate monitor was beside and I was on ventilator. On the top, news was shown on tv about the incidents happened.
It seems I have
seen the gunmen and that I should be killed – This was the conclusion from the
3 men and the doctors were given instructions to inject me something which
would kill me slowly. They still had plans to kill the leader. The doctors went
out to fetch it and then the 3 men followed.
As my father
came in to visit me, I was shouting at my father to take me out so that I can
reveal everything and the leader could be saved.
---- The End ----
Dream 2 – middle of 2007-year and early
morning:
This was
filled with suspense and my body was sweating when I woke up.
A young girl
sets her foot in tirupati railway station to do some research on tirumala – the
amount of people visiting for the darshan of the Lord, from which location they
are coming, and lot of other details.
She boards an
auto and asks him to suggest a good and comfortable stay for about a week. She
then tries to strike a conversation with him to know about the city, the people
and activities going on. The driver starts feels weird, as this is the first
time he sees that a girl, travelling alone is staying in a hotel.
She is shown a
room very small but neat enough. She starts the day with her material for
collecting the data by visiting the bus station and then the railway station
and then laddu counter. All the places are heavily crowded.
Wherever she
goes, the people being questioned by her are surprised why is she collecting
the details from them. She received curious looks, puzzled faces, and long
stares from each of them. All around, some kind of suspicion starts building
up.
She then sees
a huge departmental store. The ground floor was having normal daily provisions
and the upper floor had all the pooja items. She enters the store to see that
its empty, tries to find some one when she is attacked.
The person hit
her from behind; be her instinct or her luck, she turned back at that instant
and escaped the hit on her head. She ran into the store where all the
provisions were lying around in racks. The person follows her, grabs her neck.
She retaliates and hits him. The scuffle goes on for a while; the girl is
getting weaker to hold him off. She then grabs an oil bottle made of glass (keo karpin was the oil name) and
tries to break on his head. She is successful in her second attempt.
The man goes
down in pain, blood coming down on his face.
---- The End ----
Dream# 3: in the
middle of the year 2007:
3.45 AM was the
time when this dream woke me up. I was disturbed. I could still feel the aura of her around me even after I woke up. I tried to check if the face was matching any of the girls I knew but did not find any familiarity. I do not even remember the face after I woke up. This dream of mine lingered in me for many days.
The person :
myself
The scene : a
hill station (of course with dense fog) with a black, clean tar road
The time : early
morning 6ish.
The activity :
Jogging (I do not in reality)
The dress :
jogger’s dress, a light color hoody and shoes on
I love early
morning jogs. The air is fresh. People and dogs are still sleepy. Paper and
milk boys roam around. Its much peaceful in a hill station. Sun light just
starting up.
I was in my
usual jogging routine. I am here on some official work and would be leaving in
some days to come.
While I was
reaching my guesthouse, I noticed a small group of boys harassing a herd of
sheep. They were throwing stones, pulling the tails. I shouted at them to get
away from the herd and continued.
The guesthouse
was a group of 4 or 5 rooms. The open place is filled with creeper plants
acting as roof for the patio. Behind the
guesthouse were hills.
I was about to
enter the house compound as I noticed a girl standing in the open place
Oh.. so this is the girl who my friend introduced 2 days ago as his sister was my thought.
She was in a
simple cotton punjabi dress yet elegant. Do not remember her hair if it was
long or short. Bright face. Good height.
She said hello
to which I reciprocated with a smile and then went into my room.
Probably after 2
days or so it was raining heavily, I was returning to the room as I noticed the
girl standing outside and searching for her keys.
“మీరు లోపలికి రావొచ్చు.. ఏమీ పర్వాలేదు”
“లేదు.. నేను తాళాల కోసం wait చేస్తాను“
The last thing I
remember is having bread for dinner and then dozing off after in the room.
She was in my room and
woke me up. Told me that I was down with high temperature since 2 days and had
not eaten anything.
She brought hot
rasam and rice in disposable cups and I was about to have it when she touched my
forehead to check the temperature.
---- The End ----
