Intoxicated

I was drinking. I dont know what exactly i was drinking but i know i was consuming alcohol. the only people i remember in the dream are Hamza and Neville. And neville's drinking too. He gets a little drunk but promises to drop me home. As we got towards where the bike is, neville sways sideways and his steps become uneven. I realize that he is very drunk and ask him several times whether he can drop me. He finally asks me "do u want me to drop you" just before we reach the bike, and i say NO. i take him back to the guys and tell them that he is too drunk to even take me home. Then the current goes out and theres darkness everywhere. A plane goes above us and i can hear the song playing inside the plane. I start doing this small dance and he dances with me too. The song still rings in my head. But i dont remember what it is. I remember seeing an R15 in the dream and my uncle in an auto in my village

Lightning divides dream.

The dream had 2 parts.I was interrupted by a bright flash of lightning between Dream I and Dream II.

Dream I:

A was sitting in a dark room illuminated by white light from behind him. the room is like a small studio flat. a small flat which looks like hes turned it into a photography floor. There are cameras and reflectors all around. He was smoking pot. The wisps of smoke rose above him into the white light and i could clearly see every curve of the smoke. His curly hair was intensified because of the light. He was stoned i think. There was a glass of water/beer on the table in front of him. I am actually trying to take a photo of him with my D40. but because of lack of light its difficult to capture him right.Then the scene changes and goes to venky and him sitting trying to pose for me but venky just moves alot. and then ahmer and Ashwin try to pose for me and i get a good metallish snap.
Dream II:

Im walking on the side of the beach. on a muddy trial, with bushes on the right and then the sea after that. I keep walking walking. and i remember thinking whether i wud get lost. Or if i get lost what i would do. I keep looking at the sea at regular intervals. then i reach the end of the path and a doorway opens to the beach. a Gurkha of sorts is standing on the left side in faded brown clothes. the scene changes to this garden and there is a flyover above it and rabbits running around in the garden. there is a train running over the flyover and my uncle and aunt pull the chain and stop the train. they get out and tell me that theyre the ones who pulled the chain. i try to catch a rabbit and it runs away. a man sitting in front of me is sitting on my dupatta and i try to pull that away but his pants are wet so i get disgusted and walk away. I thought he peed in his pants but actually its the impression that the wet grass created on his jeans.

Dream in a dream!

I was writing down a dream in this blog. I seem to frantically write it down because i dont want to forget it.

Hues of black and white.

PART 1:

I keep thinking of a white top that i wanna buy. and i search aisles and aisles of clothes. racks and racks of them. And nothing. Just grey. No whites. And i finally get a white one and it has pink on it. I throw it back.

PART 2:

Too personal to write it down i guess.

Flitting

I actually wrote this dream down in my cell phone out of fear that i'd probably forget it. Lately ive been forgetting my dreams. Nothings really vivid. And its pissing off. I used to remember my dreams pretty well.

I can drive a bike. Pretty well too. I almost have a head on collision with Adel. And he gets majorly bugged asking whether i was high when i did that. I am thinking ill get up around 8, oil my hair and then take the bike. Then i bike around a lot of corners and streets and reach the marina. then i see alot of families sitting there saying that this is absolutely the place to chill out. then i see this fun fair kinda place with santa and his minions walking around giving gifts to children. I see one of my brothers old friends sagar. Although sagar has a twin in this. I see a house then. Which is green. Apparently thats billu's house and i comment saying "oh typically mallu christian" Then adel looks at the house and laughs. Then i decide not to go to college and chill out at home. I whizz of on the bike on full speed. I have full control of the bike untill someone comes and bumps me from behind.

They're all in random scene changes. My dreams almost like a slide show.

Broken Words?

The nib of my hero pen was bent.
I remember crying seeing the pen break.

I think this line came in my dream. Or maybe i read it someplace.

"Its not about bad weather. Its about bad preparations"

This had something to do with the rains in Bombay. i just dont know where i read. i just feel it came in my dream.

Silence among Sounds

I was standing at some waterfall with him behind me. I cant exactly recognize the place but i have a strong feeling that its athirapilly vaazhchal. Or either its hogenakkal. but i havent seen the latter. so it has be to athirapilly. I can hear the water. The slight drizzle. the light caress of his rough stubble. The strong breeze. the crashing of the water. And the gurgling of the snake like stream.The rocks are slippery. and i can feel the moss under my toe. its green. and slimy. The distinct sound of the crows. some children in the distance. the rustling of the leaves, the trees. And amidst all this i can hear his breathing. I can feel the light rise and fall of his chest. I can feel his warm breath on my neck. I could feel him.
In a universe of ambiguity, this kind of certainty comes only once and never again, no matter how many lifetimes you've had

I missed the train. His hand left mine. And i cried.


I absolutely hate missing trains and flights. Its a very unpleasant feeling. I had this dream sometime at 6:00pm in the evening during a nap. I was rudely awakened by my own sobbing in the dream.

Blank.

5 min before i opened blogger to write last nights dream.. i had remmeberd everything. Now, its like a blackout took place inside my head. I cant remember a shit!

The illusion of being alone.

Before i forget, this dream was a result of alot of intoxication. Half of it which was so vivid. Half of it was freakish. I dont know which part of this was real. and which part was a dream.

The part where i know for sure that it was a dream!
I was getting oral from someone.

Yeah you can call me disturbed. But this was my dream.

Someone was stroking my hair. slowly. i could feel the person's fingers through every strand. It was slow and sensuous.

Out of this the second dream i felt was not a dream. Either the person was sitting right next to me... or.. i just visualized it too vividly. Either way, i felt i wasnt alone in that room.