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I dream of a dream


In a land far, far away, there is this place where you can reach only after climbing up and down a couple of mountains. The valley with flowers down its slope. As the cool breeze caresses you, it brings with it a mixed scent of flowers and moist air. The best way to feel it is with your eyelids shut. You'll feel the warmth of the winter sun on your toes and hear the  sound of birds chirping somewhere, not too near yet not so far. With no hint of human civilization, this is the place I want to be.

I have been thinking about what this dream could mean, since a long time. It is special because this is the first time I have had a recurring dream which has some kind of happiness and a pleasant feeling attached to it. Compared to constantly dreaming of failing in exams, missing a train or a flight, a fire or an earthquake, this current one is a welcome change.

All the 5 or 6 times that I have dreamt about this place, there have been small variations. The first couple of times I was able to reach this place where I have been once before (apparently). Rest of the times I just try to reach there but either I lose my way or I wake up. Most of the time I am alone but once I saw  that a friend accompanied me and I remember that I was very excited to take her to this place. This dream leaves me perplexed. So much that now I have actually started to look around for such a place. Last night, I dreamt that I finally discovered this place and even booked tickets to travel to this unknown destination, the name of which I didn't remember when i woke up.

Hoping to find this place someday.

Comments

Koffee beanzz said…
booked a ticket to a random destination? doesnt this sound a bit like a certain "karthik"? :P..i hope u dont start getting phone calls too :D..I think ur dream means that u r slowly attaining inner peace :)

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