Wonders of the subconscious..What are dreams actually? Why do we dream one day and not another?
Why are the thoughts of our subconscious mind unravelled in this way...that we actually have no control over them?
Do dreams convey a message, or warn us about an impending danger, or anything of any significance?
I have heard enough stories saying spirits find it easier to attach to our subconscious than the conscious mind, and pass on what they have to say through dreams, which often make more than normal sense to the dreamer. I partially do believe in this theory (God knows why) though i have never heard anyone testifying to me to take it as evidence!!
Last year, I had read many interesting articles on lucid dreaming by a psychic called Erin Pavlina....in which you are on a higher plane than the usual subconscious self, and can vividly see events and feel them as if they were actually happening. But after last to last night, I could not help wonder why our mind spins meaningless and nonsensical dreams sometimes, and why we fail to realise while dreaming that its all a farce..why do we feel so real sometimes in witnessing events in dreams..that we actually laugh or cry and worry about the events in our sleep...huh!!!
Was i lucid dreaming last to last night? If not, why was I horrified and extremely worried in my sleep about what was to happen?
How I wish I could produce some clouds and bubbles in this post to transport you gracefully to my dreamy world :( !! Here it goes-
The first sight I dreamt was of the garage in my residence in Siliguri...I saw myself hiding carefully behind the entrance of the garage, trying to peep in. Something was not right. A tensed unearlthly silence hund around the space...something evil...something which had sensed my presence. I dismissed my fears, and got back to my work.
The second scene of my dream was again my garage...I was again near the entrance of the garage, and since I somehow knew that the something in the garage could see me even if I was behind the door, I this time came forward and stood at the entrance, though never daring to step inside.
I could see nothing so far....I was about to turn around when something caught my eye..I glanced down...
4 steps away from my feet lay the strangest creature I had ever seen or imagined. It was a creature with the body of a baby and the face of a very wrinkled old man....NOOOOOOO.....the old face was somehow not human..it had large dark eyes..larger than normal humans..and the ears were five times the normal size..sagging to the shoulder of the body of this strange being.
I did not raise alarm. I just turned around, and walked away. The creature too acted as if it had not seen me.
MY GOD..what was that!!!!! I later saw my ex-boss of my firm driving down to my house and eavesdropping. I caught him, and asked him to explain what the hell was going on. He actually told me that there was a very evil and powerful magician, who wanted our house to himself. WHY Ours??? o god....Was I dreaming :)? He was exaggerating stuff and beating around the bush..sadistically noticing my expressions..giving those dramatic pauses...HUH..I took him to a coffee shop, and pleaded to him to be quick [ Lo! even in my dream, i found myself at the mercy of my boss for information ;)] He told me the magician was very powerful, that the only secret he knew was that the magician's supernatural powers could melt at the sight of green emeralds. He had given me a powerful key- maybe I could pull my family outta this mess. He somehow vanished in thin air, and I caught another lady walking down the streets to explain stuff. O GOD..everyone in the city knew about the mess we were in..all strangers in the coffee shop knew the story of the magician trying to usurp our property..The lady was about to explain me more..when the scene was wiped out and I saw myself in my House walking in my brothers room. He was asleep on his bed...at 7 pm??? I then stormed in my Mom's room..She too was asleep...Something was wrong there..Did they also know like everyone else in town did?
Obviously they did u fool... I told myself and was angry at my inability to look beyond the obvious and taking so much time to get to the depth of the matter.
I looked around for my dad..and spotted him near the dining area...Paaaaaapaaaa...my eyes cried out....I looked at him silently.a look which made it clear to him that I had got to know at last..I screamed out aloud...accused everyone of not sharing this strange shit with me...but before I could yell more.. I saw him busy breaking down huge green blocks...he was cutting them into rectangular pieces which looked like green soap cakes...They were trying hard to fight the evil monster....I ran to my Moms room...the pillow seemed unnaturally shapeless and hard..I looked inside the pillow..It was stuffed with those green soap cakes...I ran to my brothers room..The same was the case with his pillow..My dad was making sure all of us were safe...and I saw him carefully unwrapping a pouch full of deep green emeralds....He spoke very less...he just signalled things to me...the next scene was of my terrace where I saw the strange magician...who looked like PC Sorcar Junior- suspended in mid-air..few feet away from the terrace flooring .I chickened out at this strange sight...not knowing where to run :(..and that scene was the last I saw. I wish I coukd have dreamt further, and seen my Dad bashing up the magician and that ugly spy of his- that strange creature to pieces.
End of dream...The remaining hours of my sleep were spent worrying about my family and our house...I was actually figuring out ways to smuggle more of rich powerful dark green emeralds into the house...I woke up with this dream being one of the most vivid and scariest of all.....
This was a very very strange experince....But one sec hold on..now that I had woken up...I still could not get rid of the sight of that haunting ugly wrinked creature...I had seen him somewhere...where..where....I thought hard..Suddenly when I was taking a walk aftre dinner with Amit, something struck me. That ugly creature was on one of the cards...playing cards..O shit..I had played Harry Potter UNO game with my nephew..and the creature was etched in opne of the cards..O God..it was the house-elf..Dobby? I thought..No it couldnt have been Dobby..he was damn adorable and i loved him in harry potter..one of my fav characters..how could he scare me in my dreams..It must have been that house elf guarding Blacks House...Have I read too much of Harry Potter?????????? Slowly, everything in the dream fell to place. I had seen the ex-boss because I had thought a lot about him lately..before you start thinking whyyy hmmm ;)..let me tell you that I was considering moving back to my old team recently....
And I had been missing home lately. Not only the people..but the warmth and hearth of my house....the mere physicality of that lovely place called Siliguri.......
That dream was meant to tell me that I should plan my next trip to Home very soon..its been 8 months...I miss home...
