Monthly Archives: February 2007

Bizarre Dreams

Thanks a lot, Sudipta, for tagging me. But this tag is a difficult one for me. Normally I don’t dream while sleeping. Maybe I think about the troubled issues so often that there is nothing left in my head when I sleep. But still I have bizarre dreams, that is, whenever I have them.

  1. This one I dreamt recently. I heard that Congress has won the general elections with thumping majority and back to power sans it current allies. This time Soniaji is pleased to appoint a Cow ji as a Prime Minister of India, instead of Man Mohan ji. BJP, Bajrang Dal, Shiv Sena, and RSS are left speechless. They have only one condition, the Cow ji shouldn’t belong to Italy or Columbia. Magazines like Outlook run screaming headlines, “Sonia Ji’s Master stroke paralyzes BJP. Rajdeep Sardesai claims that he has the longest and loudest moo from the Cow ji in an exclusive interview and as usual NDTV refutes that claim subtly and calls an expert panel to measure the moo. At the end of the year, News Channels especially CNN-IBN and NDTV are vying to award the Cow ji as “Person of the yearâ€? award. Discussions are held on various news channels. People are debating the issue of appointing a bovine and not a human being. Congressmen are applauding Soniaji’s decision. Congress Party’s spokesperson’s main argument is that Sonia Ji’s wisdom can’t be questioned. It’s not for ordinary people like me and you to question her decision. BJP is educating the masses that the Cow ji’s maintenance cost would be low. Boarding, lodging and food would cost less and that will save the tax payers’ money. After this point I simply woke up. Someone was calling me at my cell phone. Damn those cell phones.
  2. Another dream I encountered was a pleasant one. I was informed that my maid is not coming for the day. My computer table informed me and offered its services as a maid for a single day. I asked the table to make a cup of tea so that I can decide whether its services can be availed or not. In the next scene my computer table was coming towards me with a cup of tea placed on the mouse pad.
  3. Third dream was quite shocking for me. I saw a purple snake coming towards my sister. All of us were standing there. But unable to move. It took less than a blink of an eye and the task was done efficiently and neatly. I woke up drenched in sweat and shivering and saw her sleeping beside me. I was never so pleased to wake up from sleep in my entire life. I retold that dream to my mother and she stated that something good would happen to her. The very same day postman delivered her result and she topped in her class.

Rules of the game: the person has to write about 3 of his/her dreams which according to the person are bizarre. And then this tag must be passed onto 5 more people.

Beautiful

This poem is not written by me. But its for me. :-)

The stars in your eyes
The blooms in your smile
Vindicate why I was born
They make life worthwhile

The purest of the pure
The strongest of the strong
Your love is for me
A bliss lifelong

You give form to reality
You define beauty in your ways
You bring me back to my path
Whenever life betrays

In the perfume of deceits
In the orbit of lies
I flew directionless
Like a bird of false skies

A kiss of your lips
A touch of your hands
Gives me power to proceed
Where the destiny stands

All the ones who mocked
At your heavenly face
Were the greatest losers
Wallowing in disgrace

The poor souls never knew
What they had failed to see
They couldn’t comprehend
Someone pure and free

Now that we are together
I couldn’t ask for more
You’re beautiful my love
You so much I adore

Amrit