everybody in this world has dreams. some while sleeping, some while not , some unknowingly and some intentionally... some become true and some dont......
but waat are these dreams are they just crap coming out of a tired mind in search of sleep, random thoughts in our mind clubbed together without any connection or wait or is there something for us to know more about dreams and the answer is yes and during the next 5 mins u will know why....
it has been two weeks since i had this dream it was a weird one to start with a mixture of crap at first glance and the more important thing about dreams is if u dont think about them immediately after u get up from sleep u tend to lose them forever and of course till they become true and relly happen in ur life u tend to forget them forever, mi dream goes like this
its mi hostel nilgiri and the weather outside is pretty murky and dull and the corriders even darker and am roaming about in the corridors c wing fist, then i hear noise and din in the ground floor and then i find out there is a long line of people waiting and at the far end our mess staff distributing some packets containing sweets i guess, so being hungry i also get into the line but suddenly i saw a batchmate of mine who was not a friend the only exception in mi batch politically against me also in the batch and some of mi state juniors as i am used to love and respect from most of mi fellow hostelmates and staff i never thought twice but the sight of that lone batchmate starring at me with crooked eyes some whaat disturbed me and with a fast beating heart i progreessed forward and suddenly wen i reached the counter the mess staff with an ever smiling face put his hand outward to give me not one but two packets but suddenly the batch mate of mine shouts "sir why r u giving him he is a passout", startled at the development i move out of the corridor to the lawn playing with a cricket ball bouncing it on to the hostels wall catching it , suudenly i see three of my super seniors ( who were final yearites when i was a fresher) coming out and i run out and hug them and one of them catches mi cheeks casolling me as if i was a small boy and as we move out the scene changes outside there is commotion ,chaos every where with cars journalists scores of people in groups some crying some giving interview some shouting and now zooooooommmmm comes in a car and out comes maddy mi .. our batche's closest senior and he with a serious face escorts us into the car and while entering the car i hear protesters!!! shouting giving interviews and in we go into the car and out we come to the entrance of AIIMS and people thrr are wearing masks and tthey also stuff us with masks cottoon to the extent of suffocating us ... i ask maddy as wat is goin on and he replys that it was same thing i had heard ... now i scratch mi head wat was that same and strange thing he retorts "chiranjeevi is down with swine flue" .... startled and shocked i freeze and then it was vidya sagra who shook me off mi sleeep.....
but waat are these dreams are they just crap coming out of a tired mind in search of sleep, random thoughts in our mind clubbed together without any connection or wait or is there something for us to know more about dreams and the answer is yes and during the next 5 mins u will know why....
it has been two weeks since i had this dream it was a weird one to start with a mixture of crap at first glance and the more important thing about dreams is if u dont think about them immediately after u get up from sleep u tend to lose them forever and of course till they become true and relly happen in ur life u tend to forget them forever, mi dream goes like this
its mi hostel nilgiri and the weather outside is pretty murky and dull and the corriders even darker and am roaming about in the corridors c wing fist, then i hear noise and din in the ground floor and then i find out there is a long line of people waiting and at the far end our mess staff distributing some packets containing sweets i guess, so being hungry i also get into the line but suddenly i saw a batchmate of mine who was not a friend the only exception in mi batch politically against me also in the batch and some of mi state juniors as i am used to love and respect from most of mi fellow hostelmates and staff i never thought twice but the sight of that lone batchmate starring at me with crooked eyes some whaat disturbed me and with a fast beating heart i progreessed forward and suddenly wen i reached the counter the mess staff with an ever smiling face put his hand outward to give me not one but two packets but suddenly the batch mate of mine shouts "sir why r u giving him he is a passout", startled at the development i move out of the corridor to the lawn playing with a cricket ball bouncing it on to the hostels wall catching it , suudenly i see three of my super seniors ( who were final yearites when i was a fresher) coming out and i run out and hug them and one of them catches mi cheeks casolling me as if i was a small boy and as we move out the scene changes outside there is commotion ,chaos every where with cars journalists scores of people in groups some crying some giving interview some shouting and now zooooooommmmm comes in a car and out comes maddy mi .. our batche's closest senior and he with a serious face escorts us into the car and while entering the car i hear protesters!!! shouting giving interviews and in we go into the car and out we come to the entrance of AIIMS and people thrr are wearing masks and tthey also stuff us with masks cottoon to the extent of suffocating us ... i ask maddy as wat is goin on and he replys that it was same thing i had heard ... now i scratch mi head wat was that same and strange thing he retorts "chiranjeevi is down with swine flue" .... startled and shocked i freeze and then it was vidya sagra who shook me off mi sleeep.....
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nee kalalo maddy endhukochchado artham kaaledhu.....xplain cheyyi
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