The anatomy of a dream... my dream !!!

... God's most mysterious creation, they say, is a woman. Well... certainly she is... I only have to agree to this being a man...

but when I think... about the most mysterious creation... the one thing that comes to my mind is

d r e a m s... and no... you dont have to be a woman to second this thought.

dream ( P ) Pronunciation Key (drm)


  1. A series of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations occurring involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep.
  2. A daydream; a reverie.
  3. A state of abstraction; a trance.
  4. A wild fancy or hope.
  5. A condition or achievement that is longed for; an aspiration: a dream of owning their own business.
  6. One that is exceptionally gratifying, excellent, or beautiful: Our new car runs like a dream.
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I am still thinking about the dream I had in the morning. Not that I dream less... the unusual thing was that it was a happy and a feel-good dream which i seldom have had. It comes rarely... but when it does... i just know that the entire day is gonna be like this. Amazing !!!

I wont say surrounded... but I saw myself with many girls... You may call it as the by-product of a sexually frustrated single man, but no... It was not about sex or flirting or even love. It was something else... which I dont know or may be I dont remember now... but It made me damn happy atleast for today...

and I am now trying to analyze what might have been the reason. Was it because of the single line praise by my superior ? or was it the excellent food I had y'day night with my close friends Nikhil and Vishruti ? or was it the anticipation of my salary which is to come today ? I really dont know...

well... be it anything... but it started the day with a good note... i think it does to anyone who has a good dream. You dont need to jerk off in the morning.... You dont need to think about bashing your maid who still hasnt cleared cob-webs looming over you on the wall... and yeah... in addition to all that... You just solved the mystery of a P3 bug which was in your queue for a month.

I am really astonished by the bizarre nature of the dreams. Some dreams keep repeating themselves... as one of my childhood dreams... and then some people say they are hidden messages sent to you by god. If it really was... i could be a millionaire. Just a couple of weeks back. I had a dream.... One of my friends who used to work in Satyam calls me... and tells me that Satyam share is on Rs 790. There's something cooking ... and the price of a share is going to cross 1000. Many would think it as a usual dream... usual, until u know that I have never dealt in shares... its like Greek n Roman to me. Just for the sake of it... I went and asked one of my friends who invests a lot... His response stunned me... Its currently on 820. and I believe they have declared bonus shares and just 2-3 days back it was 790.

A dream is the experience of imagined images, voices, or other sensations during sleep. Dreams often portray events which are impossible or unlikely in reality, and are usually outside the control of the dreamer. Many people report experiencing strong emotions while dreaming, and frightening or upsetting dreams are referred to as nightmares. The scientific discipline of dream research is oneirology.

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... god knows what are they ?... let me be happy with the girls I had in my dream :)


Half a Dream !!!

...and the alarm goes off. He was only half asleep thru out the night, it was very much similar to the days when he used to go to Rajkot to meet her in an unreserved coach from Mumbai. He couldnt stretch the legs more than a feet. People sitting besides almost falling down on you in sleep. "It is still the same", he thought. It was 5 am. Rahul was fast asleep. He wanted to wake Rahul up, and say bye to him. but then gave up the idea as both of them had come back from office at 1230 the earlier day. "He must be tired."

Most of the luggage was in the saddlebag. He had got the bike serviced two days back. Although, he still felt that the clutch wire might give some trouble. He again checked the list. Bike papers and the RC Book were in the right side of the saddlebag. He hadnt found the torch which, he thought, might be in Rahul's room. He put the geyser on and started brushing. Still thinking about the dream, the dream which once was a reality. It was the same train, same people trying to get more space even in their sleep, and ofcourse the same time, 5am, when she used to call. Her voice was so soft and even softer when she called early mornings trying to speak as low as possible so that nobody knows about it. It was enough to take away the strain off him. And they talked about the things they were supposed to do in whatever time they had to be with eachother.

He came out after taking the shower and looked at the room which was as messy as it could be being his room. The maid had not come for two days. He put a note for Rahul to clean the room whenever the maid comes. He put all the toiletries in the bag and packed it. The torch was in Rahul's room. "Why do you always have to forget the water bottle ?", "So that you can scold me" and he remembered hugging her. He took the water bottle and put in in the side pocket.

It was still dark. He decided to start at 6 am. Still had 15 minutes with him. He checked the toolkit and the other things he had bought when he got the bike serviced. The clutch wire, throttle wire, chain link, the head lamp, everything was in. She was so scared when he had decided to buy the Enfield Thunderbird. It had taken him a month to persuade her. "but... why this bike" she kept asking. "so that I can whisk you away some day... other bikes wont be useful when we are going for a longer distance... " he joked and started exlaining her the technicalities of the bike, the 350cc engine, the disk brakes which he was sure that she wouldnt understand.

He locked the house, came out and mounted the saddlebag on the bike. He had the maps and distance sheet in his pocket. Also made a note of places he would stop. It was a list they both had prepared for their first trip on the bike. The first was the scenic riverside, 180 kms, it was quiet and immensely beautiful site and so different from the crowded city. They had decided to spend the entire morning there on the Dhaba, which was on the banks of the river. Then there was the temple they were to visit. The horsley hills was 250 kms further where they would have stayed. He still remembered the dream they had both had. Just the thought of spending the entire day with eachother without anything else to think about, to worry about, thrilled them both.

He thought about their dream for a second and took the bike off the stand. Gave the choke and started the bike after a couple of tries... and he set off to the dream he had with her... and he set off to half the dream they both had.