The Ruch Zone

Dream a little dream....


Since I have got lots of hate mails for writing whiny stuff ever so often, I have decided to write about stuff which is not so whiny. And the funniest part is that I don’t even drink wine(bad one)...

So, I decided to write about dreams. Why dreams?? That’s because they are an integral part of my life. They make me laugh, sometimes smile, sometimes scared and most of the times they do nothing to me.

The scary dreams have nothing to do with the recent movies made by Ram Gopal Verma. Infact there are 4 kinds of dreams which scare the shit out of me. First, that I am falling off a huge building, second that I am stuck in a cave and I cant find my way out, third, where I am trying to run and my legs are just not moving. and 4th and the scariest of the lot, that I have an exam tomorrow and I don’t even know the syllabus. Does it sound familiar or is it just me who wakes up with sweat on my forehead and then gets so relived to know that it was just a dream.

May be it has to do with my years in School and college where I used to be in a similar situation (never this bad but bad enough) quite often and then would manage to somehow get decent enough marks. May be it had to do with the fact that I am really talented and a true genius.

But during the exam days, when I really wanted to just play cricket the whole day long have left a scar on my psyche. So much so that now at times when I get depressed about getting old, the one thing that charges me up is the fact that I dont have to study anymore.

Strange but true how people find little joys out of nothing....