Blur

" a long road. i am in a bus confused which side of the road. there is a house. and i go rushing in asking for my aunt. my other aunt tells me to go to the house behind cos thats where she is. i run to the house behind and can hear my brothers voice. i go in and run and hug my aunt and her 3 daughters"

After this everything was a blur. i dont know why my dreams arent clear anymore.
Maybe i just miss home.

Randomness Overlapping

"my hand gets ripped off. i can see the skin hanging from my shoulder socket.My mother asks me to get down a slippery wet series of steps. my glasses fall down and break. I see my first boyfriend in a room. asking me to come in...."


There was much more. I forgot.

The wall

Im in this room with my brother. And we are watching something related to floyd.Some trippy music video. and then i look to my left and realise a zombie like man is watching us both. I slightly tried to close the door but he kept walking in and out and he had this spooky smile about him. Something like Joker from Batman. And then my brother freaks out. The zombie enters the room and jabs a scissor into my hand. But the rule goes like this: He will go into an "IDLE" mode and not be able to attack us if im able to remove the scissor from my hand. But most victims die because the scissor creates an excruciating pain while removing it. But i somehow want my brother to stop freaking out and pull out the scissor. The zombie immediately goes limp and falls into what looks like ash. And then..


I wake up! i woke up today morning feeling as though my heart was in my hand. The zombie looked like the face on the cover of The Wall.

Stranger in the Night

This was a dream i had about 2 days back. very interesting. and very vivid. There are tiny details that i remember so well in this dream. Its the "stranger in the night" kinda dream that completely blew me away.

" It all starts with me realizing that im going to miss my flight if i dont run quick enough. My mother calls me up and tells me that im going to be late and that theyre going to take off. I run with 2 bags all the way to the gate No.7 and the last call for the passengers has been completed. I beg the gate guy to let me go. After a lot of persuasion he finally allows me to go through but says that since the plane has already taken off halfway through we will have to travel to that stop to catch the plane! I tell him okay fine. and we go off in a tug boat through a marshy area. The motor MAKES ALOT OF NOISE. And i keep staring at the distance towards the sea thinking if a tsunami comes now what will happen. Then we reached this dry land where all the boats are parked. Apparently that place is called Singapore. :P and i get down at singapore and then it starts raining. Like pouring!!! And i weave in and out of traffic to get an auto the airport. I go up to the auto guy and ask him "Airport ponum.evolo? And the guy stares at me cluelessly. Then i realise that he doesnt understand tamil cos im in singapore. And then i start saying "Airport Airport. Fast fast!" And he then took me in the auto and we zipped through heavy traffic. we almost got into 2 accidents. And then finally we reached the airport gate.I got out of the auto and looked at the gate guy who had accompanied me throughout the entire journey. And i stood on my toes and gently kissed him on the cheek. Water was dripping from his hair towards the tip of his nose. And yellow traffic lights reflected on his face.I realised i had fallen in love with him. I asked him "Can i have your number?" and he said "I thought you'd never ask". And i asked him his name and he said "Nawaz". I smiled in relief that he was a muslim. :D and then i got into the airport"


I know only one nawaz in my life and he looks nothing like the one i saw in my dream. But the kinda emotion that i experienced when i stared at him was priceless. I dont know what exactly this dream meant. But it was one of a kind.

The Earliest one

This was a dream i had when i was about 12 im guessing. I clearly remember being grossed out when i woke up the next morning. It may not sound too bad when im saying it but the events were quite graphic inside my head. Everything was very vivid.

I begin to eat a sandwich that seems to have bugs inside them as filling. And as i bite into the sandwich i hear the crunching sound of the bugs. I grind them between my molars and crush them into a paste

After this i wake up.I rememeber being very nauseous when i woke up that morning. Even as i walked to the bathroom to brush my teeth i rememberd the unpleasant crushing noise and winced. This was probably the worst dream i had.

The Birth

"Every normal person, in fact, is only normal on the average. His ego approximates to that of the psychotic in some part or other and to a greater or lesser extent"

Ive been having dreams since the time i remember. And some arent very pretty. But some are. The reason i decided to write this blog was because i wanted to keep an account of all my dreams.I dont know whether my dreams have a meaning or a conclusion. But im sure Freud has a solution and explanation for everything. Sigh. I wish the dude was alive. However twisted his theories were, he was an interesting man.Those are his words.

This blog is about all that happens inside my head when i sleep.If anybody can understand dreams or read them, please be my guest and analyze my dreams. I will write them down once i remember them the next day. I am also mentioning my previous dreams that i remember. Some of them have disgusted me, made me wonder and upseted me over a period of time.

Dreams are often most profound when they seem the most crazy.