Dreamy confessions

2AM now. The night before Diwali. With no sign of weariness, I blog.

Five dreams that are hard to forget:

1. Stupidest: picnic to the moon. I bought myself a ticket for the moon. Launch pad was somewhere next to the IMAX theatre. We (I was in a group) landed on the moon in approximately 40 minutes. There was an agent who received us and boarded on a Volvo bus. There were trees, people, and chai ka dukans. Bus halted near a garden. I stepped out in the space suit, recalling "small step for man, giant leap for the mankind". Err! Without the head gear (what ever it is called in the NASA parlance). I got back in the bus, wore the entire suit, ran against its checklist and stepped out with pride. Boy! I was awed. I was jumping high defying gravity. It was humid yet pleasant. Go, get yourself one, IMAX sells them now-a-days. Analogy: This is what happens if you watch Magnificent Desolation and visit Ramoji Film City. Beware.
   
2. Nastiest: We lost the battle against cockroaches. Mind you, these are 3-4 feet man-eating pests. They are all over the house. Vacuum cleaners and insecticides proved futile. We all finally succumbed. Analogy: The other day, me and my wife really waged a war against these tiny little creatures and vacuum cleaned innumerable number of them. Of course, we won.
   
3. Scariest: That I was writing my post-grad Physics exam, again. Analogy: I was reluctant studying this subject during college days. As destiny would decide, I am now happily married to a Physics lecturer. P.S. I am not scared of my wife :)
   
4. Sexist: The dream is censored. Analogy: Doesn't exist. Trust me.
5. Dearest: That night I was with my father, with my entire family. We had coffee together. We discussed many different things. I still remember the pride of being with my father. It was a lifelike experience. I woke up only to be disappointed. Analogy: I love my father so much that I feel his presence in every moment of life. Yet, I miss my father.