Creativity of the Subconscious...(4)

Gist

We are all on a sea shore, Mom-dad, Akshay and me. I am getting ready to get into the waters...I say fare-well and I plung into the blues. I am swimming as if I have just learnt and having a good time.Suddenly the water starts turning black, oily, greesy...its becoming hard for me to move ahead...its almost about to get into my nose and mouth...something's pulling me down..I try, try to lift myself, raise my hands and flap them...suddenly with some magical force I take a long stride,I am flying! Literally flying...I was so amazed, surprised!!! I was loving it! Like a happy bird..I went on...contented with myself..I was feeling the cool sea-breeze around me...then after a while I started flying towards earth, I could now see my parents and Akshay...and then I had a smooth landing just next to them.
Its been years now but I still remember this distinctly. It was by far the best one! The tranquility, the joy that I felt for those few moments all alone in the sky and that cozy feeling I got when I again touched the ground, with my family smiling at me, was just mesmerizing! Perfect in symbolism, it leaves me in bliss whenever I think about it.

Creativity of the Subconscious...(3)

When I was paired

I am travelling in a bus, through a very beautiful country side..probably somewhere in Kerala...all those tall Coconut trees, lush green forests...streams flowing on either sides once in a while...Wow! Almost like Heaven!
The bus finally stops in front of a huge building...I am the only one to get down I guess...I got down and walked inside the building taking the stairs surrounded by stylish glass work...what is Rushabh doing here..that too in food-services t-shirt...I walk up...oh my God! The entire Haven crew!!! I look at my clothes..me too in food-services t-shirt! (I wished I had not compared my trip to heaven!)
What are we doing here? And how come no one's working? Then I was suddenly called up and placing my hand in this guy's hand, she said, "here u go..u found a partner!"
What? I looked at her and then at this guy, who's this creature? and what in the world is happening here? Then I was told that we were all going for a trip and in pairs. What? I was close to a heart stroke! What is all this crazy stuff...everyone was running from one place to another...looking at all the beautiful things around, which no longer were beautiful for me....I am just irritated! Drastic mood change! This anonymous creature is trying to walk with me and I run ahead...everytime! How stupid of them to plan such things, but Haven it is [:P].
Finally he calls my name...I am far off....I turn and all I remember was, he had green eyes.

Creativity of the Subconscious...(2)

Collage

We are waiting for this guy to join us. Mom's as usual worrying about time and things yet to be done..me, Masi and Akshay are generally having a lousy conversation...suddenly it strikes to Akshay that he should wait a little ahead for Sameer and so we both start walking down the hill....I am happy its downhill, everyday walking all the way up, I never used to understand what made Gaurav choose this stupid location for Saba office..."Sameer should have understood which one rite", Akshay asked..."Tunga International or Tunga Palace....Oh there he is, Sameer..oye wait!" "Oh damn why this truck in between now...oh good, he saw us"..."dude!..this way"..."Ashu dont run...Akshay hold him!"
Damn! What was that...what was my family doing at Marol-depo? We have absolutely no business there...All I know is my last office was at the end of that road..all the way up the hill. Why such a sequence, totally unrelated, that too a year after I left the place? It was some kind of family affair, but I chose, of all, this street for its location. Why? I thought, I used to hate this road. Strange!

Creativity of the Subconscious...(1)

Past few nights I have been dreaming a lot...the fact that I've got a lot of free time this sem, I guess, has sunk in too far, more than required! My dreams these days have been amazing, if put together might just beat any Quentin Tarantino creations in terms of abstractions [:P]

The night when I was almost killed!
There's someone near my window...I hear something..was it just a shadow, no someone's there. Oh my God! seriously, someone's there..should I get up and see..cant even get up..he's too close to the window, did he see me?
Before I could think anything, I hear firing- not once, but twice, thrice, continuous sparks coming out of the hole made in my glass window...I was shocked!!! Not even a pistol, machine gun!!!! If I was siting on my chair now...I would have already reached a different world!! Oh God!! Can't even scream...did he see me...my bed's just next to the window...what if he see's me...if he..Oh here he goes...his head turns slightly and he is now looking directly into my eyes!!!!! Thud!
shha...I got up, what a bad timing! In a way relieved to find myself still in this world, I looked at the window..still in doubts..checked if all my curtains were shut, window closed and again lied down. It was my second night in this room, actually first after shifting my bed close to the window....and this came almost like a surprise. Never ever did such a thought strike me, when I changed the arrangement. Interesting! It lasted just for few seconds but made me shit scared! I dint think why? who? all that reasoning was blown out with the very first shot..all I could feel was tension, the closeness to that final moment. It is horrifying to wait for it, when you know for sure that it will strike you any time. Believe me, I would have died even before the bullet struck me.