A Dream that will remain a dream...

I seldom see dreams.. and that too, a dream that I could remember for such a long time, a dream that I could write about now. Well, on that morning, after I woke up seeing this one, I wanted to remember it, probably forever... So, I called up a friend of mine, Ricky, and told him the whole thing. And I probably told it to one more person, and now I remember it very clearly.

So here it goes...

"I am in love with a girl.. I dont remember her face. But we are in deep love. We hug each other, we say jokes to each other, and it is totally a beautiful atmosphere. I then carry her in my arms and walk.. I whisper something in her ears, and she is giggling.. I am still walking.. 

I know the place I am walking through.. and I reach a big house.. actually I reach the backside of the house, and I know this house too.. This is not my house, but I know this house. I enter the house through some door.. She is still in my arms - we are really happy...I keep walking.. and I remember reaching the front room..and then I see another girl standing in that room. She was facing the other side of the room. 

I couldnt see her face. She was wearing a blue churidar. I saw a black travel bag next to her. She dint see me yet. I entered the room. The girl I am in love with is still in my arms. I slowly placed her on the ground... and then the other girl turned back.. It was her, an old friend of mine - we use to be really good friends.. probably more than friends... But for some reason, we dint show that friendship now. We greeted each other very formally. I introduced her to the other girl...I couldnt understand whether she was happy or sad..." 

And then.. I woke up....Somehow, I wanted to remember this dream.. It had nothing in it.. but I felt happy and sad at the same time...

One of those 'first' experiences..

It was something different..Never before had I felt the way I felt then.. Was I happy? I really don't know..But surely I was embarrassed.. But i wasn't really ashamed of anything.. It happens all the time, not to me, but to many others.. but certainly it was one of those 'first's  for me.. 

I really could see things differently.. I have seen and experienced those views before, but this one was totally a different perspective..the angles and corners had a new dimension altogether. The real fact is that, I could have really avoided this situation.. I am the one who is to be blamed for that to happen to me.. 

I knew something was not right before that..but then I really don't regret the experience I had because of that, except for one thing.. anyone would have regretted that part, even I did..By the time I managed to reach the right place, i was sweating real bad.. I wanted to get down as soon as possible.. I dint want my 'baby' to be in that dirty place any more minute..

Ya, today my bike was towed away by the traffic police from a so called no-parking place in Koramangala. The no-parking board was there some 200 meters away behind the trees, well in place..I was just 1 minute late, and they put my baby on that stupid dirty truck of theirs. I begged those idiots to give it back, as I was willing to pay the fine there itself. Who cares..? In the end, i too got on top of truck with the other bikes - destination: Audugodi Police station. What the hell, I thought, I might well enjoy the ride. Ya, i was a little embarrassed as I said before, but this was a totally different experience for me - on top of an open police truck, riding in the heart of Bangalore.. Ya, I enjoyed every bit of it, except for one thing - I had to pay a fine of Rs200 to get my baby bailed out.. :)