What a ride !!

This one is really a mix of all sorts of things.

I have to give a presentation in Prof. Raju's (LOL) course. The time is around 10 o'clock. I find myself at the desired place (It was not the departmental committee room but a room on the first floor of a house somewhere distant.) Presentation's have started and suddenly I remember I haven't got the CD. Mine is due in 20 min. PANICK....
I don't have a cycle to go back and get the CD. Then I find one Abhinav (one junior elec dulla) right there but I don't know why he was there. He gives me his bike key and I rush down the stairs to get back.
Its a Bullet like bike. I start it up and then proceed.

INTERMISSION...

Now this is the first time that the hero's bike changes during the interval. I find myself riding on not a normal bike but some weird fantasy machine. Its a flat 3x3 piece of quilt that has a handle and wheels. On my way (well I forgot to say that since the presentation was not in the department so I too wasn't goin to the hostel.I was going home. Yippee!! I am an attachee now) I see dad in his car. I know now that I wud have to give my presentation right at the end since dad wud have locked up the house. Anyway I reach the place..well let me describe this place as well. I never knew before this that we lived in main Hazratganj (Lucknow's main shopping place).

I reach the Ganj crossing and it shows a red light. So I stop ( India has adopted a right side of the road drive system by then). The guy on the side selling magazines tells me not to leave the vehicle on the road as I was going to. So I lift it up in my hands and take it upstairs. Surprisingly, no one notices anything about the weird ride I am on.

The door is locked. Oh man!!!! Then I see someone coming up the stairs. It's dad. I quickly get in the house take the CD and...........

NOW WE HAVE A BREAK IN THE STORY....

Then again it resumes and instead of being in Ganj I am at my own house ready to go back. And oh my god the bike (LOL) isn't starting up. I then sit down and analyse its tiny engine. Its like a steel pipe that blows out fire from one end and some fuel gets pumped in from the other. I try a few times but in vain.

And then I wake up.....

All messed up

Exams hv come and all things are messed up including my dreams. I hv been getting up too late for the past few days and in that hurry of getting up and start magai I forget wotever fantasies the Peter Jackson in me (LOL !!) was developing.

Only one thing I remember is that I am in some place and I ask a local tea stall guy about some cycle shop. Then I find myself crawling through some place which sort of looks like a sort of godown or warehouse. The tunnel is a bit sticky and I am pushing hard to overcome that thin section and then I WAKE UP..

All over.

Robbery

I am in some house. It looks a familiar one although I don't get it exactly partly because the lights are off and partly because I am not sure.
Surprise! Surprise! - there's someone else with me. Its a girl..LOL....how cud that have happened even in a dream !!

And then the story unfolds. We two are robbers and we had done away with all we cud find lying without cover. Only the safe was left. I guard the main door while she tries her skills at the iron container containing god knows how much. There are some clicks and ticks and then suddenly I see a man coming up the stairs towards the door. We quickly hide. He gets in switches on the light and.....

Gaming Hell

I find myself in some sort of hall that has been partitioned into blocks of some kind. It looks like some kind of setup for an exhibition. (It reminded me of the Book Fair at Pragati Maidan that I had been to.)The exhibits are not there; in fact the place looks like its going to be cleaned and repaired for the next exhibition to be held there.

And then, out of nowhere, I see something spectacular. Its a Killer Rig (if u don't get this term refer to any gaming mag). Its a huge thing- to say the truth about twice the size of a normal CPU we have nowdays. And the best part - there are huge thick ducts for liquid cooling inside it as visible from the see through side. On the side of it I see a label. Wanna guess wot it says - 5000 $ is the price it quotes for that box alone, leave aside the other essentials.

Numbers

Nothing much today except that I saw( or heard) a sequence of numbers :
100, 150, 175, 500, 1000 ..
Maybe its an effect of 'LOST'.
thats abt all I remember.

Double Trouble

The first thing I am posting is kinda weird. It was not somethin I dreamt at night but during the two hour evening nap I took.

It was a kind of mix color and gray; I mean a mix of the present and the past. I was at my place where we used to live some 10 years ago. Dad was to go for some work n I was to accompany him. Till this time it was the present. Then suddenly as if we went back in time and in front of us was the old car we used to go in. Pretty strange.

Mom was in the balcony and I asked her to get a book for me to read as the journey wud take time. The weirdest part was that the book I requested her to bring was a collection of stories by Chekov that I had taken from the hostel library around 10 days back but never read a single page !!

I took the book and we went somewhere...
the rest I guess wud come in some other dream.


Then during the normal sleep I had another experience. It was a kind of station like this. I felt like I was in someplace that was a mix of Lucknow's Charbagh station and Half Life 2's City 17's setup. It was kinda weird and I dont exactly remember what I was doing there.

Suddenly, I see myself moving towards some particular platform. In the dream I get to know somehow that some of my school friends are there leaving by some train although I guess I wasn't in school in that setting.

And then.... I see a Maglev (Oh God! I suppose its come from one of the presentations I had seen yesterday). Those of my school friends who were sometime in some boarding school were aboard; and they were all wearing school uniforms !!! It was one strange sight. I bid them goodbye and turned back....and hey presto! I m back at Charbagh.

I see my grandparents come in from somwhere and my parents coming to receive them. It becomes a sort of a family gathering and we leave and .......

Dreamless

Well...its so awkward. I didn't have any dreams for the last two nights.
Maybe it's coz the report that I had to submit.
Let's see tonight.

A Blur

Today's dream was a total blurry thing. It involved me, my mom and we were at some new town. Rest all was unclear.

The Gems child

My brother and I were going in a tempo, a public one that even drops you at your doorstep and not at the main crossings . ( I realised this was a new service - who wud need a car now?). The vehicle stopped at a house and a kid around 10 stepped down. The moment he turned around after paying the tempo guy, something fell from his hands. We saw that he had got a Gems packet in his hands which had a hole and all the pieces that it contained were scattered on the ground.

The kid's face changed expression and he was about to cry. Seeing this I stepped down telling my brother that I'd be back in a few minutes. I went to the kid and prevented him from collecting the dirty pieces of candy that had fallen. He made faces and then in a strange manner pointed towards a house. I took him to the house and went straight into the front room. (I didn't ring the bell or knock at the door but directly opened the door.)

His mother was there and she quickly rushed to take her child. She thanked me politely and ......

That's it...end of the dream..On gettin up I was wondering what was this dream for?

This ain't a dream

I just decided to post my dreams for the world and so started this one. I hv had dreams that I can't explain. Some of them don't have a complete story, just a scene and I almost feel like I am there.
Starting this one was a bit of trouble. I ran out of names for this blog. The first one I tried was mydreamdiaries.blogspot.com - NOT available. I checked it up and to my amazement some other guy had started his own dream blog just a day earlier. After quite a bit of thinking I came up with this blogname; wotever name I thought of had already been registered, so I added the word blog to it and finished it up.
Perhaps, if I had started earlier, meaning school days, I wud hv blogged so much that blogspot wud hv probably become a paid service - LOL!!
Anyway, I hv started and the first one is coming...