Dare to dream...

The views mentioned are personal not to make a mockery of anything. But people have the liberty to think of anything after they read the blog.

I was chatting with a friend and was asked about my dreams. The dreams my friend referred was of about my future but all it reminded me was of the amazing and unique dream I have had. Why I call my dreams unique is because I feel the dreams that you have in your sleep are manifestations of the reality around you. If I am going through an emotion or an experience it is not the same for someone else. Every dream that we have is connected with the reality. I think if one pondered about the kind of dreams they are having they can really understand their cognitive structure. More than anything they can really arrive at answers to questions that have been disturbing them. I think interpretation of dreams is a subject in itself that will take an entire blog.

Yesterday night I went to bed a bit early at 12:30 so that I could get up and play foot ball as planned. Though I had doubts about myself and the others getting up early to play football I set my alarm to get up early. A game of football in the morning was too tempting for me. I think more than the function of a mobile phone it serves me as an alarm. As usual I set three alarms in my cell phone with three different sounds. This is because I was getting used to the sound that I slept even as my alarm rang till the battery power got drained. The last mid term test I couldn’t take chances and asked my cousin at home to give me wakeup call.

My mobile alarm rang and as usual my hand automatically went to snooze it. After my alarm I just remember getting up late at 8:30 instead of 6. I proved myself wrong that only sport was something that could enthuse me to forgo sleep.

Hey sorry I was talking of dreams !All the dreams that I remember are those that happen in the morning. The dream I had today can be called controversial but I think there is nothing wrong in telling it outside.

It was a nice morning and it was a packed class in PGP 1 class. I greeted a couple of people before settling down into one of those middle rows. We were all there for a surprise. One smart girl from PGP 2 comes to the class professionally dressed. People, I call the girl smart as she was really good looking but seriously I don’t remember who. I swear!!

Couple of days before I remember someone talking over phone to his friend saying this “hey I am the fairest here in BIM, don`t talk of the girls, there are lot of Sameera reddys and Bipasha Basus.”. That comment wasn’t mine but he did clarify that when he mentioned about the Sameera reddy`s and Bipasha basu he was mentioning the skin color. I should tell you, I like Nandita Das; she is so beautiful and has brains too. Listen to her when she talks next time. She is a postgraduate in Sociology.

Back to the dream -As students get settled she first says “I am going to take your class for the next 10 sessions and incase you have any reservations against me taking the class please do tell”. That was so sweet on her part but who cared what is being delivered. The question was who was delivering. The boys were happy that the class was engaged by a beautiful female. I swear again that I still don’t know who the lady was! If only the dreams were so much easily recollected it would have been interesting.
Do I understand the reason behind the dream? Not sure. I did express this dream to a couple of people. One said “are you going to take finance in the second year” I said “Yes” and he said “I can see that you are already affected”. People in BIM would understand what he said.

Before coming to BIM I remember a dream. I am sure very few people would understand what I feel. It was early morning and sun was just out. The sky was getting brighter and I am on my bike. I am going through a road that was straight and was never ending. I could see only one thing all my way-Fresh, beautiful orange flowers all over the place; on either sides of the road, all along the road and also in on the road. It was such a pleasure riding my bike and I could really feel good about it. I remembered that dream for a long time. The dream was just the night before I was coming to Trichy. I still don’t know what it meant but the dream gave me such a positive energy and I could look forward to my time at BIM.

There have been other common dreams that I think many others would have had. Like being chased by a Tiger (in a lot of my friends cases it has been dogs), falling from a high raised buildings. But there have been other weird dreams as well. I would tell you people one such dream.

I was in my second year of engineering. I was sharing my room with 4 other people. I remember one friend telling me that I was the only sane guy in the room. (I don`t want you guys to approve that  ) One such crazy friend who happens to be one of my close friends fell sick. He was almost on the bed for a week or more. During that period I had this dream.
I find him coughing and struggling and I call for a doctor. I am waiting on the second floor of my hostel waiting for the doctor, looking over from the balcony. I see at least some five white Maruti cars that were speeding towards my hostel. Hey notice it was white maruti cars and not white Ambassadors!! I am really specific because you shouldn’t ask me any questions later. Anything is fair in a dream.

I didn’t really expect that to be the doctor but I was curious who it was. No prizes for guessing who it was anyway your guesses would have gone waste...... “It was Atal Bihari Vajpayee”. Poor fellow would have found it so difficult to travel in that small Maruti car with his knee problems. But I guess there is no pain in a dream. I was neither a BJP supporter nor did Atalji become that famous in the year 2000. But he was in my room. He had come to see my friend Bhaskar.

Crazy dreams!!! Isn’t it? Guess it has to do with what was inscribed on my computer centre in REC Trichy the Octagon. It said “Dare to dream”