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...
