The last week has been hectic. My mind has been working over-time. Nah i am not talking of building castles in the air but building castles in sleep. In short, I have been dreaming a lot (2 dreams in 2 days is a lot for someone who rarely gets dreams). Maybe the dreams are resulting because i am too bored to sleep.
People say that dreams are cherished desires or maybe you want the real life to be the way represented in dreams.
Dream 1
The scene is the Australian Open and I am one of the player participating in it. I mean i really worked hard to secure a place to play in the competition and determined to do well. My friends from the bakar gang (GD, Lath, Diva & PaD) are there in the stadium. Any of you reading this will have no doubt of their intentions. They were of course there to cheer me. Even i thought so until later ...
As i was walking towards the entrance of the courts, surprisingly i was denied entry. So i walked around the complex and found a spot from where i could sneak in. Unfortunately the netter door was locked. As i fought with the door to open it, to my surprise i saw my idiotic friends laughing at me. After a long struggle i eventually managed to get in but my tennis racquet was broken. This evoked a huge bout of laughter especially from Diva. Needless to say i woke up abusing ...
Dream 2
Scene : Mumbai - Heavy rains - streets flooded
There was just one bus which seemed to be moving. So we boarded that bus. Unfortunately the whole of Mumbai thought on the same lines and boarded the same bus.
Oh i forgot to explain the 'we' part. It was me and billi (unfortunately which i realized later). I was trying to be nice and was planning to drop her home. I thought, " bechari akeli ladki ko is baarish mein kaise chhod du". Bechari my foot !!
In the same bus there were a couple of gorgeous girls, our eyes met and the things which usually happen in dreams happened (don't go that far you perverts). As i tried to make a movement towards them, billi grabbed me as if i was a stone.
She : kidhar jaa raha hai kamine
Me : Ruk ek minute ... aata hoon hello bolke
She : tu mereko aise akele chhodke jayega ?
Me : Of course haa
She : tu kaisa dost hai (in a sarcastic tone)
Me : haa ... main aisa hi hoon
She : some more obscenities (family nature of this forum prevents me from giving out the details)
Me : ruk naa ek minute ... aata hoon ... chhodke thodi naa jaa raha hoon
She : tu aise nahi manegaa ... more obscenities with dirty looks .. this time towards those gorgeous gals
Me : I hate you !!
Another instance where she destroyed my chance to get acquainted with the fairer sex. Not to mention that she has never helped me by introducing me to at least one of her many friends. Girls are evil ... rather my friends are evil.
The above 2 instances just depict that i DO NOT want my dreams to turn into reality. Well i want to play Aus open but not bang at their doors instead and surely i don't want to be single life long !!
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