A dream mixups and randomness

A dream mixups and randomness

It was a crazy dream. It started somewhere, where my Mom wanted to get done with some ritual. Can’t recall now however there came two giants to that place somehow. They were not real monsters, as they were not killing people; instead they were merely confused giant. They didn’t know what to do. If I’d tell them to do something they’d over do it. We tried running around from them and telling several things. We tried many ways of getting rid of them. Eventually we made both of them fight together. And in that process someone pierced a rod through them and that was almost the end of it.

Once this was over, I came out of an acting room as if this was a play that was being hosted. I said goodbye to the actor I was talking to. He brought me to his wife sitting and waiting outside for him. She was sitting relaxed in a chair in a sprawling garden. I bid goodbye to her and went my way.

From there I seem to have rode off on my bike going somewhere. The place was not in India, it was probably somewhere in US. I rode until I crossed some bridge and thats when a police car started following me. I halted on side of the road. He said that I must go home as there is a statue that has been mauled by a wierd creature. He said, I must rush home as it’s not safe. He saw the gleaming eyes of creature, he said in the end it may turn out to be a deer but you never know.

So I rushed home, it wasn’t mine and I don’t know whose it was. It seemed to belong to some other cop. It was a small room with two beds put in it. Everyone was sitting on bed. and I was sitting on another. My bed was full of red ants. I was trying to sweep them away. Suddenly the police officer came with a carton box. Seemed like it was Christmas and he bought a book as a gift for me. I rem. myself thinking as I accepted the book with a pre-mature curiosity, that probably it wasn’t really for me, it was for one of his daughters and I just picked it up quickly thinking it to be mine.

Then one of his daughter came to show her book which was much thinner and smaller and I thought she meant to say, that was actually my gift and not the one that I have been claiming till now. But it turned out that she was just showing her’s too. With that, I got busy in sweeping red ants from bed and house; even more obliged by gift.

The police officer started a conversation about mahatama gandhi; he was saying soon mahatama gandhi will be here and his daughter replied to him that she knows all about gandhi. I came out of out sweeping red ants when police officer came and told me that one of the statue was badly mauled and I heard it awestruck until I remembered what other officer had told me; so I told him that the other officer feared that, there was a monster mauling statues.

I don’t remember clearly how I left; but I was riding a monster truck; more like a huge truck built to carry oil etc. I was climbing on a bridge when it rolled over to a side and started falling. I jumped off it and stayed on bridge while truck fell into a boiling liquid. I was worried about what happened until someone came and gave me 1000 dollars for the truck. He said, it was a really old truck being delivered for recycling. I was quite happy to get those 1000$.

I went home and I was lying on my bed, talking to R on phone. There is some person who is related to me in a way I can’t rem. My mom was also there. She was walking about doing chores. I was talking to R, while she didn’t realize. I don’t remember the exact conversation but she was saying something about the truck and I said; yeah it rolled over but so what I got 1000$. She said, oh congrats, and I said, thank you R! My mom heard that and turned around swiftly; and said, you are talking to her right; with anger fused into here eyes. I said I have to get some money, should I not get it.

She turned around and called that third person by name and said, “see he is still talking to her”.

With that my dream got hazy and I slowly woke up with everything blurry coming to life. But it was a crazy dream, which no ends and beginnings.