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Thursday, September 2, 2010

Dream or Nightmare

I am sitting in big room full of people. They are all sitting on different tables, it looks like a restaurant. I am there with two of my friends, ronak and rushabh. We are having good time, eating and laughing. I see a waiter coming with a big bottle towards us, it can be wine or champagne. I think we are celebrating something. I am looking at the waiter while he is opening the bottle and pours it in my glass. he hand’s over the glass to me, leaving me confused as to whether who has ordered this. I hear a voice of my father behind me, who is sounding upset on seeing me with wine. I try to convince him that I am unaware of this but words fail to come out of my mouth. I get angry at my friends for making an order for hard drinks. Soon I see waiter coming towards me with bill. ronak takes the bill and divides the bill into three shares which comes to around 1300 each. I am still shouting at my friends. There is a strange woman standing beside us with a child in her hands. She is standing very close to us and listening to everything we are speaking. While leaving I decide to leave with my father and ask them to leave in their car. As soon as I reach downstairs I see my father’s car parked in the lot and getting ready to leave. There are many people near the car, all trying to getting in it. I am not able to make an eye contact with anyone, as if I have committed any crime. I can see my maternal grandfather, my sisters, my mom, dad and a many other relatives. Although car was too small for all to accommodate but still they are in it. Car is not getting started and dad with few other are trying to figure out the reason. Suddenly I feel someone’s hand on my shoulder and when I looked back, it was another relative of mine, girish. He offers a few of us ride in his car parked on the other side of lot. I and few others accept this offer and start moving with him. We pass through a canteen sort of area where I see lot of people . I get a feeling that this a place where art of living foundation have its growing influences. It can be it’s Bangalore ashram(can be). I spot rishi vidhyadharji sitting with a few people. When we reach the other gate of this canteen like area, from where girish’s car is just a few steps away. I realizes I have removed my shoes outside the canteen, I go back to the entrance and try to find them but they are missing. i suddenly move towards I different exit which is rarely used(don’t know why I didn’t went back to the canteen). I find myself feeling like a prisoner trying to escape. It’s a narrow way, which looks old and scary. I break open the door and find myself on a sloping road. I start moving downwards, when I see three eunuch coming upward towards me. They are claping fanatically and shouting something. I am freeze with fear as I can see anger in their eyes. They pass over me. I check my cell to see if my father has called or is trying to call but no such signs. Now I am on a road where I can see many shops and restaurants across the road. I spot a sandwich parlor, i move towards it to find out where am I exactly, as I open the door, it hits a guy sitting near the entrance, he is with a group of around 10-12 boys and girls. They are all having hookah. I apologize to this guy and move ahead towards the counter. There is no one there, I ask a person sitting at a table near counter, which place is this? He answers that it was some road no.. can’t remember the number. Everyone is looking at me as if they saw a alien. When I come out of the parlor, a guy comes out running towards me, he is mehul, my childhood friend. I find myself relaxed seeing him. Now I know I am not lost and can go with him to his place atleast. I ask him when is he going home, to which he reply he will go out with his friends and will take time. I explain the whole situation to a person standing outside the parlor that my father is at the other gate of ashram(I don’t know why I have started thinking it’s bangalore ashram) and ask him how much time will it take him to reach here if I call him. to which he answers, “a lot of time”. He calls his friend who is standing a few steps away with a few guys. He calls him sunny. I have never seen that face before. He is short heighted guy in formal cloths. This guy explains his friend sunny the whole situation. Sunny replies the same that it will take to long for my dad to reach here from the other gate. Its better I leave on my own. I ask him a way when two women suddenly walk through us. I could recognize their face, they were some public figures. I was getting more and more confused. I walk a few steps with sunny to find myself in a new area which look like some railway station. I ask him to tell me how to reach my place. He show me a red cloth with some design and suddenly I open my eye and realize it’s a dream. It’s 4.50 am in the morning. I am scared but I remember this dream very clearly.

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