Wednesday, 23 August 2017

INTRO : Trace Your Dreams



I am in water...but where?...i donno....hmm...well, the water is blue and i dont see any shore nor any people...could this be a sea? or an ocean? may be..but, hang on...why am i floating..i mean i m not swimming, i am floating..i dont even know how to swim...watever, it feels good to float like this..feels so light...oh no, now i m drowning...why? did i put on weight in the last 2 minutes or wat??
how can i float n drown like this...n its so bad, i m still drowning...where the hell am i? how long will i drown like this? i should hit the bottom right? and how can i breathe like this without any problem? am i dreaming? may be...this seems weird enough to be called a dream..and guess wat i m still drowning...O fish!! i dint swear, i really saw a fish now, clown fish i think, could it be nemo? "excuse me, r u nemo?" hmmfff he disappeared...he or she? no idea...now i am back on the surface and i m not alone this time, there is someone beside me...its a girl...and she is wearing a school uniform...my school uniform...and she is...muskaan....right, its her...hey...she is smiling at me..i looked down at myself...oh, even i m in school uniform...aint i 24 yrs old? y am i wearing this...the chances of this being a dream are more now...n y is she crying suddenly? the water is turning red...oh no, stop crying muskaan..the whole thing is red now....red or blood?
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I opened my eyes...got up n sat on my bed...Oh great!! it was only a dream...i thought so...weird dream!! makes no sense, drowning and floating endlessly...well, its a dream na, not a well planned nicely executed script!!... but muskaan? she was in my class in high school...not a very close friend or best friend but we were friends..u know, smile at each other, borrow books, help in exams kind of friends...

i was not in touch with her after school...last time i saw her was...in a shopping mall when we went to shop for ritu's wedding...ritu is my cousin n she got married long ago...like 3+1+2=6 years ago...

so strange, i saw muskaan in my dream after such a long time...

i am missing her suddenly, i am getting this sudden urge to see her...i have a soft corner for her...

in school, we were in different gangs, like those rival groups n all crap, sounds so silly now..i was more a neutral kind but sometimes towards anjali's gang bcoz all my friends were with her...n muskaan was in the other one, wat was their leader's name? good, i dont even remember her name now...will tell u once i recollect...

why am i thinking all this in the morning like a lazy bum...still sitting in the bed...bcoz its sundayl!! i can laze around for some more time...hmm...

but wat to do with my dream...i have this crazy habit of meeting people whom i see in my dream..whoever it is, granny or friend or groceries shop owner or coffee day waiter or a far relative or my tailor...even if i dont know them personally...if i see them in my dream, i go n see them the next day or whenever i m free...atleast speak over the phone...i wont be at peace till then...weird, i know...very few things i do are not weird actually...pat my back for being honest...

now, back to the topic, i need to meet muskaan today, moreover she was crying, may be she needs me, she could be in trouble and i can help her..n its sunday too...no need to go to work...wonderful!! so, its decided..i will meet her....

but oh wait, where is she now? her house was two streets away from my school, the big yellow color building...n there was this cute guy who stays next to her house, her neighbour, was our senior actually..i had a crush on him back then...may be i'll see him also today...how would that feel? pchch!! y dont u stop me from drifting away yaar? sorry...so, thats the only information i have about muskaan, her house...well, thats enough right? will track her down from there...cool!!

so, today is dedicated to "Mission: Meet Muskaan"...
oh, by the way my name is riddhima and i work in a news channel...i gotta go now...have to get ready n go to meet muskaan!!

Harika

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