The Rain

Okay, now suddenly my dreams are getting clearer. This was a scary dream i had yesterday. Its wierd how these dreams look so real and vivid in your head. I wonder whether there's this little tiny screen inside the corner of my head where the subconscious me is sitting and watching what the subconscious me is doing. Because all my dreams are of course, third person. It's like im sitting and watching a movie which is my dream. Anyways, back to my very vivid dream. This was at about 2.30 am, when there was rain outside, replete with thunder and lightning. The power had gone off. The lights were flickering and the fans had come to a momentary still. And i was sweating like crazy. Sweat rolling down my spine all the way till my waist. Like a train rolling down a slope. And then, i had a fear that went all the way up till my finger ends.


I am standing in the middle of a highway. Pouring rain and lightning crashing down on the black tar roads, now glistening with the water and the yellow light lamps from above. There was a slight flicker in the lamp and i remember that very familiar light movement fused with the rain that makes the bulb look like an arcade ight. You know? the ones that go round and round. Anyways, He was standing there in front of me. A black cadillac stood beside him. And he looked at me, water dripping down his forehead. His earlobes had a drop almost about to fall too. He held my hand and stroked my ring with his thumb. And then, he left. He got into the car and left. i stood on the highway. Cold and wet. Surrounded by nothingness. Lonely. On a highway. And i was thinking, Where am i?

Rain has been a frequent occurrence in my dreams now. I dont know what that means. But this is what the universal meaning is.

Psychological Meaning: Rain usually represents cleansing and purification. It can also represent the release of tension that comes after a storm or a period of crying. Rain replenishes and brings fertility so it may also symbolise that you are opening to a new phase of personal growth in your life. Your dream says ‘Don’t worry for soon the grey clouds will be gone and light will shine in your life once more.’

Mystical Meaning: To dream of rain is generally considered a good omen unless of course the rain is falling on cattle for this means a business loss of some kind. Rain usually represents cleansing and purification. It can also represent the release of tension that comes after a storm or a period of crying. Rain replenishes and brings fertility so it may also symbolise that you are opening to a new phase of personal growth in your life. Your dream says ‘Don’t worry for soon the grey clouds will be gone and light will shine in your life once more.’

So, interestingly now i am beginning to remember my dreams. Its good.

Losing Clarity

There was some murder involved. I had covered it up. And then my mother calls me up and asks me why is there a murder twist to this because apparently, it went off as a normal suicide case. And then i start shitting bricks.


Why are my dreams not clear?

Vivid has been lost

Its been a very long time since Ive had a vivid dream. I think yesterday, i had some dream where there was S,Ro, Nan, Lak and Srini AND loud mouth with us. There was a haunted house, there was a post office, a police officer, a highway, some buildings, some greenery, a boat with me and nan, a wedding, some water, Loud mouth's high pitched voice.

And nothing is vivid. You know, i did a story on dreams and its interpretation. How we have dream diaries and how we record all of them. As if, one day someones going to interpret them. Why do we keep dream diaries? Why the incessant need to record everything? Read on.

Inputs from Michael Lennox.

Ghosts

Some days before i had a really horrifying dream. All i saw was the face of a woman dressed in black, face contorting and twisting in a horrific manner. The sight was disgusting and terrifying but i couldnt scream. i could only feel my tongue being swallowed in whole. And my mouth closed up. Something like how neo was in that scene with the agent, in Matrix.

Who am i?

I work in a newspaper.
I write. No, its not obvious.
I could be in HR.
Or brand managing. But yes, okay.
I write.
I read. I draw.
I play counter strike.
I don't like cats.
I am in love.
With a man who means the world.
He cooks.
I haven't written a book.
I hope to.
For children. Cartoons.
Hippos and Bugs.
I trip.
Alot. No, not on my feet.
Or my face.
In my mind. i fall.
A million times.
And then see colours
And shapes and people.


Do you know me now?
Hah, Try.

Some random ass dream of shruthy saying she's going to meet her boyfriend. Surprisingly, i seem shocked because she didnt mention it to me.


Wierd.

Justice shall be granted

I havent written anything for 5 months now. not like i havent been having dreams but ive just lost the will to write my dreams down since september i guess. I realized i started this blog as a result of someone.... and now that someone is hardly around. its an intentional decision taken to shut that out from my life.

Anyways, latest dream.

My friend poornima and balaji have been wrongly accused of a crime so bizarre i dont even know wat the hell it is but they have made a grave mistake ... or apparently have made a grave mistake and now this mean, black man wants to punish them. he starts shouting out things that poornima has done, accusing her of being vulgar and he calls her by the word "Figure" instead of her name and i get very wild. I am fighting for her and balaji and i flare up with my majestic black coat (the lawyer court. Oh FYI, im a lawyer :) ) and i gesture wildly and ask him to mind his words. he doesnt and tempers fly and he raises his hand against me. In a mad rage, i hold his hand and squeeze them tight. and he is shocked that i have blocked his hand. I can see the scene from a multiple camera sequence. close ups, extreme close up of our arms locked... long shots of us with intensity brimming in our eyes. I can feel my anger building in my throat.

I am not clear as to how the dream ends.