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Tell me your dreams…

When I was an active reader of Sidney Sheldon, this book called Tell me your dreams was released then. I somehow wanted to read it. I could, but, never catch hold of a copy then. Later when I had lost knack of Sidney books, I almost saw it everywhere. Railway stations, crossword…so much so that vendors with only one book of Sheldon usedta have this one only.

This entry is about my dream…no it doesn’t get philly here…I am telling my dreams that I see while sleeping. Just having woken up from a nightmare, this blog beckoned me.

It was not beyond ten minutes into sleep, I was infact not asleep by then. I saw I’m bathing when the water started rising in the bathroom. I looked at the water, there were animal footprints floating on water surface, they too rose with water. I tried to open the door latch, it was jammed. Funny that I was opening my eyes, telling myself that it’s a dream and I need not worry. This terror and consoling continued and I slept somewhere in between, or slipped out of dream.

This was a nightmare but not what has chased me all through my childhood to today. That one dream I have seen zillions of times in my life, over and over again with changing my interpretations…evolving my reactions each day. The dream whose first half is different each time but in second half, it is always he same. I always loose all my teeth in second half. They start falling one by one, just like that…while eating or chewing or brushing. This continued to scare and appall me for years. I then managed to ingrain it in my mind that it’s just a dream. In my dream, when teeth fell, I would tell myself that it is just a dream. It worked for some time but dreams outsmarted me again. While I told myself in my dream that it’s just a dream, I would wake up in my dream to realize it isn’t and again get panicked. This chain of being in dream and waking up in dream carried on to scare me. It is a bad thing to get up out of a nightmare.

I haven’t seen the teeth-breaking dream for few months now but saw animal paw choking with water today instead. Wonder if my nightmare has been changed!

As for Tell me your dreams, I haven’t read it as yet.

Comments

  1. Hi SG....i reached this page after going through your GD/PI experience on pagal guy. Somehow the heading of this blog attracted my attention, and i was taken by surprise when i found that there's somebody else, other than me, who sees the same kind of dream as that of mine. I never remember the beginning after i wake up, but i do remember the ending where i find myself loosing all my teeth - at dinner table, while brushing, while playing...and the list goes on.

    Im also trying to figure out its meaning...but of no help :)

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