#5 – Your Dreams

Dear dreams,

Stop scaring me! I don’t wanna see how I could die in a multitude of creative ways.

Good, now that we’ve got that out of the way, let me talk to the dreams I choose to have. Like you, who I had in 8th and 9th, when I wanted to start an animation studio and make it bigger than Disney[so that I could meet/cast her].. now I realize how stupid I was and how difficult you really are.

Or you, over there.. who I had in 9th and 10th when I wanted to get into IIT so that I could make a lot of money very fast [so I could get her or her] and finally start that company or become a movie director.. I know how stupid you are now.. I don’t even know if I have the talent, and even if I do, it won’t be enough.. cuz, come on, you need more than talent to become a well known director..

Anyway, I gave up on you guys when I was face to face with real life in Kota. I realized that making dreams come true requires so much dedication and hard work and sacrifice that I probably won’t make it. So, I gave up.

Right now, I don’t even know what to dream about.. Frankly, I can’t see myself doing anything for my whole life.. life really is too hard.

But now, I only have you. A small dream you may be, but I hope that I’ll be able to walk down , even if not complete the path to nirvana [lack of existence].

Oh, and this is for you:

Yours not so faithfully

P.S. This is the part of a 30 day letter tag.. For more information, go here.

So, what has been going on is…

Let me see, I wrote the last post about my life in July. Not much has been going on though, as nothing much happens in this dreaded town. Nevertheless, I would like to update you guys on what’s been going on with me a little…

Firstly, let me apologize, for I realized that ever since I have come here, surprisingly, I have been talking too much about girls and relationships. In fact I’d go as far as saying that I had become obsessed with these topics. But, as for my love of theories, I have come up with a theory for this too. You see, firstly, I just turned 16 and a fresh pang of hormones hit my body, and more importantly my environment changed. Of all the guys I know in Kota, 80% of them are in relationships(of course with girls). 10% don’t want to be in one, 5% are desperate to be in one but are afraid to do something and 5% want it but deny it, saying that their studies will be affected. The thing with humans is that we follow what the majority is doing. In fact some researchers have proved that of majority of people say that 2+2 is not equal to 4, most people would be ready to change their answer. The same applies here. When most guys I know, are in relationships, and happy being in them, my brain thinks that it is something to be pursued and will help me be happy, and it must be good for me because most of them are doing it. I don’t know whether it’s good for me or not, but I certainly think about girls more, and girls make constant appearances in my dreams(pleanty to catch up with there). Anyway, the point was that apologize to you guys and myself too, for having done that.

Well, moving on, after July came August. The test of August 3 went bad, and besides celebrating the independence day doing nothing, I also went home for 4 days in the middle of August. Catching up with not so old friends and having fun after quite a long time. Despite my sister’s big ego issues that I wasn’t giving that much attention to her, I managed to be happy for those days. But, no one was satified. Parents said we spent too much time with friends, friends said we spent too little time with them, we felt we didn’t get much time at home after so many months. All in all a fruitful trip :P. Oh, and Vipul(my ex-room partner) showed me the pictures of her “dearly beloved”. Have to say, not at all what I imagined. We also celebrated his birthday on the 25th, and I gifted him a frame for the photo of his “db”. See, how thoughtful of me? (Yes, I’m insecure).

Anyway, I also happened to check out that latest delighting news about the IITs that how the OBCs will now only need 50% of the marks gotten by last candidate of the general category who got in. Obviously, generals still have the same number of seats, but the thing is that the institute is being diluted, its credibilty will be lost by the time I pass out, I guess. I don’t understand why we still play the old dirty game of “divide and rule”? I guess Bhagat Singh was right in a way when he said that independence through congress would just replace the whites with the browns, poor will still suffer and they still do. We have 1/3rd of the poorest people of the world living in India. The day I read it, I made up half my mind to leave for home the very same day. But, then I thought that maybe I could get into a foreign institute, as they say that if you have prepared for IIT, you have prepared for all of ’em. Cuz seriously, I am done with Indians. More on that later I guess(Yes, I still have a lot left).

I’ve also joined a new private Maths tution here, because my luck so far with maths teachers at the institute has been bad. And the first day, I accidently attened a 12th class batch, but didn’t have the balls to say it after realizing that after the first ten minutes, so I sat there for an hour and a half drawing on my copy. I’ve been pretty sick the whole last week with cold and fever, and have been spending my days pretty much in bed, thus the inactivity in the blogosphere. That, and my lack of creativity for coming up with comments, but that’s not the point here. And as a result of spending most of my time in bed, I have been having more dreams, and pretty good ones, you know the ones which make you feel miserable when you wake up, because you realize that life in reality still sucks and nothing will change for the next two years. And the hangovers of these dreams have been even worse. Seriously, like the other day, I woke up from such a dream to read an sms from my friend as follows:

A true love happens only once in d life time,

If it fails,

Then remaining is just a compromise with the 1and with our life.

Sad but True!

To which, in my post waking up hang over of the dream, I replied:

Ha Ha… Sad? I’d say funny enough to stab myself in the heart with it.

Man, he must have thought I was a freak.

Anyway, I am ok now, and in full swing to clean up my room, my studies and my blogging habits and my life. Bye for now.

3 dreams, 1 girl, no connection at all

I have turned into a complete night owl and I think that’s taking a toll on my memory. Believe me, I have had my share of weird dreams, but the ones I had recently were somewhat more weird than usual. On 23rd July, when I was on my sleep marathon (during daytime ofcourse), I had one three dreams, as I was interrupted three times during my sleep, but strangely a girl made appearance in all three of my dreams. So as soon as I woke up, I wrote the dreams down, and I am posting an unedited, unmodified soft copy of what I wrote exactly at that time, when I was still in, I guess a hangover of the dream. Well, anyway here it goes:

DREAM NO. 1: I was in a village house, you know those big Haveli types and presumably with people who were my cousins. It was night time and a bunch of us were alone on the roof. The roof of the house next to us had some utensils (bartan). We threw some utensils (from our roof) which fell on those utensils thus making a lot of noise. The lady next door came screaming to our house while we roared with laughter. She woke everyone in our house and started arguing and shouting loudly. All the ladies were shouting at each other when I intervened, calmed her down and convinced her somehow, that it was all a big mistake.

Anyway, now that everyone was up, we were all sitting in a verandah or something. A girl was sitting with us, and I was looking for a chance to talk to her while others were busy in their own. I asked her, “Care for a stroll?”. I remember I said those exact words. Anyway, so we took a walk in the moonlit lanes of the village and I hugged her. I remember that hug, it was the most passionate hug I have ever given someone. Of course it was a dream, but I didn’t know this at the time I was having the dream. Anyway, it was really good. I really can’t remember the last time I felt this relieved in real or virtual life for that matter. It felt like I hadn’t done this for ages when I was dying to do this. Her touch was so warm, I strangely still remember that feeling.

Moving on, I also think I kissed her on the cheek but I am not too sure. Anyway so we were having this romantic talk, hand in hand, and just when I was about to say “I love you”, someone either called us from behind or my dream was disturbed and I woke up. I can’t recall, but I do remember I didn’t say it, when I wanted to so much.

Laughing yet? Yeah, yeah go on laugh, here’s the next one…

DREAM NO. 2: Ok, I don’t remember much of this dream except that at one point we were sitting together on a bed and I was leaning on her, you know affectionately and this old lady was sitting opposite to us chatting away.

Cut! A new dream starts abruptly withing that dream.. I was on a bicycle riding really fast, and I am strongly convinced that I was chasing someone. I reach a lane which looks exactly like the lane where my PG is. But I go past it and forward, but then I think that maybe I should go to my room upstairs and end this dream. I was suddenly aware that it was a dream. And then, my bike moved backwards of its own accord like hovering in the air.. I felt strange and scared and immediately opened my eyes, coming back to reality.

Yep, the last one freaked me out. I got up, had some water and decided not to fall in sleep again, but my laziness got the better of me….

DREAM NO. 3: Ok, so I was in a village with a dude, his wife(in village clothes) and a daku type dude (think gabbar). We were all riding this one horse, yes all of us on one horse! We reached a police station and the daku was trying to convince a policeman (with an unusually large and bulbous nose) about this big bear he had seen in this forest up on the mountain, and how a new record was made or maybe he was saying he made it. Anyway, the policeman didn’t believe and the daku jumped off the edge of the mountain into a pond like water body. The other dude screamed and jumped after him. And as he went into the pond, I was the dude, I mean it was me who was in the pond and I carried this daku dude out of the pond. But, we didn’t come out of a pond, we came out of a swimming pool in like a city club or something. And then “Anil Kapoor” and “Nassirudin Shah” enter in a military type uniform (the ones they wore in Karma, you know Subhash Ghai’s movie), and this daku dude is “Jackie Schroff” (again Karma style). Anyway, so Anil Kapoor and Nassirudin Shah came in with guns and two robots who were rubbing the floor, like scrubbing them.

Cut! A new dream withing the dream. I am driving a motor bike and a friend of mine is with me, sitting behind me. She (the same girl from the previous dreams) calls me on my phone, and asks me if I am going to come meet her. I have than earphone thing with my mobile and I say I will. I ask her till when she would be at home, and she replies 10:30. It was already ten by my watch and I say I have to go somewhere with my friend, and at what time will she return home, and she says 11. I say I’ll see her then and I won’t forget this feeling, I felt like missing someone, the pure, true genuine feeling of wanting to be with someone, which I hadn’t felt in years in real or virtual life. So, anyway, we reach a room, where my father’s friend’s wife is there and she talks to us about something concerning the wall or a painting on it, and I keep getting more restless by the second. I am waiting for her to finish so I can go… but I wake up.

Yep, these were the three dreams and I also wrote kind of a conclusion when I woke up, don’t know what I was thinking.. anyway, here it is….

The strange thing is that I can’t remember the face of that girl, despite her starring in all three of my dreams today. I don’t think I had ever seen that face before in my life and I wonder if I ever will again……….

So, you see what I mean.. these were crazy weird dreams, and I can’t seem to make head or tail of them.. you are welcome to leave any interpretations you like in your comments… and tell me about your weird dreams too, if you have any…

P.S. Hey, did anyone hear? Aamir, Madhavan and Sharman are the playing the three idiots in five point someone film version while kareena *toothpick* kapoor will play Neha… What are these guys playing at? Trying to make a movie about life at IIT or a re-union at IIT after 20 years? I think they should have taken new faces like that guy from dil, dosti, etc. what do you guys think?