I have decided to chronicle all my dreams, compile it all in a folder and let a psychologist have a field day with it. So as of now, my third semester exams are going on or should I say, down?? There is a power crisis on campus and it affects us since we are on a residential campus (some random Symbi family member's sadistical idea to mint money at the expense of hapless students). Needless to say, these are tough times. But that is another story for some other time.
So I was asleep after a long, tiring day. And I dreamt and dreamt....
Fade In..
Shri Priya*, Julie** and I are in a small room. A tiny cabinet in the corner catches fire. And it is no normal flurry of blazes. It was very much similar to the SFX fire seen in B-grade series such as Shaktimaan***. I get startled and look at the other two. They are lost in their own conversations. I realise that the door is the only route to escape and look towards to it. Unfortunately, the same SFX-esque fire is blazing on the door handle!!! How do we get out? Will we roast to death?
Fade out..
Fade In..
College set in the jungles (a little less civilized than the hilly terrain my actual campus**** is set on). There is a railway track that goes through the jungle. And there is a railway tunnel snaking along near the campus. But there are no railway stations.
The only way to get into the train is to wait for the train to come hooting out of the tunnel and jump out, grab the railing quickly and hop onto the boards. I did it in my dream or rather, my 'third eye' did. It sees Dinaz***** standing near the footboard of the train, silent and pensive. A young boy, the prankster of his class, his attitude proclaims, is swinging on the pole on the opposite footboards. He is in his school uniform. Dinaz keeps staring at the boy. The boy is oblivious.
And a voice-over fades in out of nowhere:
"That was the moment Dinaz fell in love."
(I remember wondering what a VO was doing in my dream. I forget the rest of the dream. :( )
* the HOT temperamental practical passionate intellectual in the journalism class
** my super cute zaxxyy roomieee
*** Lavale Symbiosis Knowledge Village: mannah for corporates, corporates and corporates
**** my classmate and contact-point in the chain of passing msgs when classes are scheduled, postponed or cancelled.
2 comments:
OH MY GAWD! What kinda dream is this? I wish I was a psychologist so that I could unravel your whacko dreams and declare you an unrivalled weirdo. BTW, did you tell Dinaz about this? ;-)
i did tell her actually..n she wanted to know if the guy was cute..and while she was asking this, AS came and stood behind her. i did not know how to signal this development to her though. i hope he did not hear it. ;)
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