A succession of images, movements, whispers, sounds or emotions that the mind experiences at its restful stage, when one is unconscious in their slumber. They peek into our subconscious state, reveal our deepest, darkest fantasies. At times when we are out of balance with our natural pattern of life, our subconscious sends us to this alien world full of fantasies and far away from our real life. Many have been taught that these are superstitious, dangerous or to be avoided and therefore many have shied away from delving into their own world. I talk about dreams that are nurtured by ones own sense of creativity, somewhere deeply linked to our problems, to serve ourselves with the codified solutions. Dreams are the touchstones of our character.
This morning I dreamt and I followed, Widely spaced bells, ringing in the wind, And climbed through mists to rosy clouds, I realized my destined affinity, A beautiful Church, Where I had landed mistakenly,
The stage was set for the Christmas Eve, a zestful event for all Christians, thus bringing in new signs of joy to their life. In my dream, a blonde girl, caught my attention for the innocence on her face. She stood there calm and quite in the icy land, accompanied by her parents and her elder sibling. Clad in winter clothes, muffler around her neck and a nicely tied plait. Holding her father’s finger the blonde was walked down streets with an eager observation to all directions. Until the time she had reached the destination, the divine place, Church she kept looking at her back to check if her elder brother had been following her or not. The young innocent girl seemed quite possessive about her dearest possession, her eldest brother. He meant a life to him. There she sat in the church, offering her prayers to the Christ and somewhere within her prayers her brothers concern was a constant mention. But then the undesirable happens, the moment this little honey opens her eyes, she doesn’t find her brother to be around. Before I could help the tiny tot finding her brother, my mom gave me a reason to wake up this wonderful morning and get ready for office. This little girl is their in my thoughts now, as I could figure out myself at her place, sharing the same compassion of love for brother. I was helpless but want to help her willingly. Dreams are untamed but I wish to tame this one again and see a smile on her face holding her brother’s finger.
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