I dreamed a dream

No this post is not an ode to the sensational Susan Boyle.
I generally have dreamless sleeps but when I dream, I dream like no one else I think.

Yesterday, rather early morning today I had a rather strange dream which gave me enough fodder to make a post.

My house is just a stone's throw away from the beach. And I dreamt we were being attacked by the Taliban from the sea route! We saw from our terraces the whole big fleet of the Taliban catamarans approaching the Elliot's Beach (If a few readers are reminded of the movie Troy, I appreciate their skills to put things in a proper perspective.) No sooner did we saw the approaching fleet, than we started making preparations to fend the attack. Everyone started bolting their doors and putting extra locks.

But in no time we got news of Block A of the apartment complex being completely taken under Taliban control (Thank God we stay in block B) We also started getting news of the atrocities meted out by the Taliban like ordering the inmates to cook food, provide fluffier beds and all. We were counting the hours before we too would be under their control. Then I remembered that my friend A stays in the same floor as us and just 2 doors away (She actually stays in a different city). She has the dubious distinction of being the last person to know things that are important, I felt it was my moral duty to warn her. I walked the corridor carefully and reached her house, and as I had expected, the main door was open. I was filled with trepidation. Then when I entered her house, I saw 2 militants, hiding under a rack, and thankfully with their back towards me. I tip toed inside and in hushed tones warned my friend that the militants were already in her house! We carefully walked back to the front door (again praise the Lord that they did not look back when we were walking out of the house in stealth mode. ) We locked the door from outside and ran to save our lives.

But by the time we got back to my house, pandemonium had broken loose. That is when the whole building was evacuated and we all started running. There were gun shots, sounds of siren, smoke and fume all around and we were all running being chased by the men in turban. And all the time I was thinking - I don't want to die running :(

Suddenly we spotted a cavalcade of trucks. We were scared again since we were unsure if they were friends or foes. We all started to run backwards. Some people started climbing trees and hiding in a park nearby. That's when my Dad called and asked me - "Where are you? Why are you breathless?" I said Taliban has attacked Chennai. He was aghast and asked why had'nt I informed him? I said, "But you were sleeping" (I have no idea why I replied that.) He said, "Atleast you could have told me, I could have got the car. Rather than running we could have used the car". Then I said, "Dad there is no place to use a car here. Everyones running!" Then the call got disconnected and I heard someone on the loudspeaker from the trucks saying "We are the Indian Army. You all are safe now" I heaved a sigh of relief and calmly opened my sleepy eyes.

Mil and K were in splits hearing of the dream. But imagine what all I can amalgamate. This dream had traces of 2 news stories - the Taliban and LTTE saga. It was also influenced by Dr. Manhattan's character from Watchmen. Plus I had my usual family characters and friends whom I love a lot and think about too. Some dream!



Comments

Abhishek Khanna said…
First thing.. mast label dia hai post ko .. silly :P

nice dream! actually we tend to think a whole lot of weird things in or dreams.. but ur dream beats the creativity of all other uper creative dreams i have ever heard of :P
Renu said…
LOL:) what a dream...but I also have some very weird dreams...all the things we think about and allget mixed in dreams:)

Thank god it was a dream only:)
saalo se maine aise sapne nhi dekhe...9 10 mein dekhta tha...bahut mast hote hai....and main apne sapne mein commander banta tha .... :D
hahahahaha - I just cud not stop laughing after reading this post ... that was too hilarious and its good that it is just a DREAM. And don worry, if there is some danger to my lovely city, Chennaites like me will swing by and take talibans for a toss.
Angel said…
"Atleast you could have told me, I could have got the car. Rather than running we could have used the car"

This is an interesting phenomenon I observe with the dreams ... when you run into some trouble beyond ur control in your dream ... your mind actually screenplays another situation to help overcome the difficulty .. the new situation may be totally unrelated/silly/out of the box ... but if u watch the roots it wud solve or try to solve the problem the protagonist (thats u) was facing :)

Human brain in damn interesting :)
I must say that you are a very vivid dreamer :-)
Shylu said…
What a dream!!!!
:-)
Ashma said…
Is that A me by any chance? If yes,, I am not "always" the last person!!
Jack said…
Amrita,

Read 2 posts now. Nice frank answers in previous one. Dreams are made of what we have in our sub concious mind just before we drift off to sleep. We do not remember those thoughts but just the dream. Those thoughts are mainly what we have read or seen which made an impression on our mind.

Looking for your visit.

Take care
Shalom said…
LOL!!!!! One of the side effects in early pregnancy was this - freaky dreams!!! Glad that's past now :D
Amrita said…
oh god shalom!! Thats some side effect!!!

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