Thursday, September 9, 2010

9th Sept 2010 Late Morning

I saw myself traveling in a bus. There was this school friend of mine sitting behind me with whom I was talking and a guy in one of the backseats moved his lips to say that my friend was really pretty and showed me a thumbs up. I moved my lips to say, I know and smiled. Later, I got down with my friend at her stop near her house instead. While walking to her house, I took her hand in mine and to make conversation I suggested she don't bite her nails because fingers don't look good with bitten nails. Yeah, the guy in the backseat successfully made me feel conscious in her presence.
After leaving my friend at her house, I decided to walk back home because I guessed by time taken in my regular ride of the bus that my house won't be more than two kilometers from there. In a few seconds, I realized I had no idea which direction to take. I recalled the direction bus takes and walked in that direction. A few minutes later I found myself in a completely different locality with differently colored tall buildings. I was enjoying the experience. I kept on walking for half an hour in various army cantonment colonies and felt as if I had visited different states or countries. Tired and eager to get home asap, I decided to take help when I saw the army jawans on the gate of one of the colonies. When I asked one of them the direction to my house, he showed his palm and asked for Rs. 2 as charges. I was surprised, and amused. As I stood there looking at him, he lowered his charges to Rs. 1, then added that had I given him Rs. 2, he'd have given Rs. 1 to his partner, and pointed at his partner who was looking out towards the gate.
I think I might have given him Rs. 2 and he'd have given me the directions to my house.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

4th September 2010 Early and late morning

My mother was at IIIT-H celebrating my birthday! There were so many people around who were probably my friends. We had few snacks and then my mother brought a huge chocolate birthday cake. And all this in front of the incomplete building in front of library building! One of my mother's childhood friends was also there.
Reality: My mother's childhood friend was to reach our house in Pune to meet mother today, and when they called me at around 10 am today morning, the above dream ended.

I remember locking a person in bathroom of my house because he was disturbing me by making too much noise or telling me things that bothered me. He was strong so I could lock him up only by tricking him into it. After more than 12 hours I realized I had done wrong and he was not really the reason for my disturbed state of mind. I unlocked the door and allowed him out. I expected him to hit me for treating him like that so I apologized just after I opened the door but he was generous enough not to hit me and said he was glad I allowed him out.
Reality: can't figure out for this one. :(

I saw myself sitting in a room lighted with bulbs and having ancient style furnishing. There was this other girl sitting near me and few other people sitting around us. Some person came to us and asked that girl and me to sign on a sheet of paper at some specific location in the sheet. She promptly signed it. I signed, the realized I had not put my own signature but a disturbed form of it. Nobody else knew what my signature looks like, until they verify with some source but I knew my signature but couldn't recall it. I cut the previous signature and signed again, producing a different signature, yet not my own. I took a separate sheet of paper and tried recalling my signature. That person left with the sheet of paper with my wrong signature. Almost everybody was looking at what I was doing. Finally I scribbled a signature that satisfied me.
Reality: Yesterday, PKR suggested me an idea for publishing a research paper and told me that after finishing that work my MS work would be over. I should have felt delighted because I wanted MS to be over asap but I felt sad because I didn't contribute anything original yet. Perhaps that's why I was not able to recall my signature.