Why not dreams as Greetings to people


Its been extremely long time again without blogging regularly. Well guys every time its always the reason for my busy college life. It is now a fresh concept which I like to share with the readers now.. 🙂

The concept which I am going to describe is about dreams.

Dreams

Dreams

Dreams are successions of images, ideas, emotions and sensations occurring involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep. The content and purpose of dreams are not yet understood, though they have been a topic of interest or unlikeness throughout recorded known facts or fictions. Dream, a play with our sub consciousness which produce unpredictable results of a particular random pattern, with a specific formula.
Formula??? You might ask that why can it called a “formula…”
In a dream we automatically have gravitational power in the place if we dream about living over the land. Likewise we are automatic in making inbuilt properties and its functions naturally or visible to our senses.
And every time when we are in a dream, we start only in the middle of it, we never knew where It started how we started.. 🙂
OK, I accept that the last line is a copy from the movie “Inception” To make the content interesting I need to.. 🙂

Firstly l like to describe the characters whom took part in the dream

Myself:
To describe about me you will knew some content of it when you read the content at the end.

My College senior:
He is a peculiar professional person whom we can expect less commercialism and follows the concept of chivalry and decency to the best level he could ever do the maximum.
Due to some personal reasons I didn’t use his name in this post.

Fictional Characters:
Charlie: Computer expert and jogging friend.
MAN “XXX” : Unnamed person – A mentally retarded person.

The dream is a control beyond my senses and under the subconsciousness and when I got consciousness the dream blasted away… This is what happened to me.

STORY OF THE DREAM IN A FICTIONAL PLACE:

Environment of the dream:
The dream was held in a place where the roads are super modern but with medieval palaces all around with the sight of buildings of medieval England. Where there are super modern neat roads are laid but only transport such as Horse-cart and very old cars.
The story started with my memory when I am speaking to Charlie when I am jogging in the road. Mild sunlight and cool climate in the place where there was peaceful silence.
After we spoke for some time he quited the place going for another place. (Look, I am speaking to a person unknown as if He was very many days bond with me… There lies the sensationalism of dream 🙂 )

Then I came to meet a character whom I knew in real world, Thats my college senior in a horse-cart whom I joined in a ride to a particular place. He was a passed out college senior and we had many days without meeting each other. So I was greeting him and speaking about his life. And in the mean time the cart was moving and we were having our journey.

We then discussed about the friends we have in that place, Yes in that fictional place.. I was describing about Charlie and He was describing about a man whom he knew was a mentally retarded person and
He started defining the identity of the person who actually resembles plenty of characteristics of a character in the animated show “TINTIN”. That was the unnamed person whom I stated before, He was stating, He always wore a black hat and only black dress and with squit in one eye. He speaked that the man is a mentally retarded person and with his friendship he Is doing his best for his recovery from idleness.

In the mean time a person was overtaking in a car suddenly when both of us turned to the person we found that the identity of the person whom he was describing came in front of our eyes. He was watching my college senior and saying “Hi! Bravo” and my college senior also greeted Hi!. He was calling his name as “Bravo” which is not.
Then after we finished our journey in the cart I was asking he just recognize you but not even able to tell your exact name, Then How could you cure him
Then He said “I knew that, But somehow I will help him and I have hope”
We then speaked for some minutes and said bye and moved in opposite directions.
Then, I was thinking “Hey Wait a minute then why cant he help Lakshmipathy”
You may ask who is “Lakshmipathy”. He is a kind of sluggish person(Middle aged person) whom my college senior was having contact and quited relationship due to crazy sluggishness. There comes the thoughts of real world properties. After which I turned back in the dream to meet my college senior and say why cant he help “Lakshmipathy”.
Then everything burst-ed like “The dream bursting scene of Inception ”
And I was surprised finally I turned to my consciousness to see that everything was just dream….. 🙂

One day I was saying this dream to my college senior, He was amazed and said Wow good imagination…:-) I was actually expecting an answer from him.
Which we finally listed out that is “Myself and My College Senior” actually interchanged our personalities……… 🙂
We were having smiles all night during mobile phone chat. . It evolved to be a good greeting to a person whom I contact after a long time after getting out of sight ….. 🙂
We basically speak much more when we see a person after a long time but when there is plenty of ample time to chat . . .Things like this can be a greeting… 🙂
A interesting dream is just free story which our mind provides…. To also use that dream in this kind is a unique greeting…. 🙂

It is been one year with my blog from my first post


Yesterday marks one year since I started this blog, so I decided to take a minute and reflect on what I’ve learned in the past one year.  I have posted things  since I started, which I find amazing.  Quite a few people read what I write, which I find even more amazing.  And some even share what I write with their friends, which I find unspeakably amazing.   🙂

Celebrating One Year

Celebrating One Year

Writing has become an important part of my life:

I dont use diary but I love blogging. I look forward to the time I set aside to sit and write down my thoughts. This is really different. Actually when thoughts came in our mind, we must save it. The thoughts which I feel enthusiastic to share.  It’s more like emptying the contents of my brain onto paper.  That’s part of this process, but now I have to make sure it makes sense.  And that’s important always.(for you and for me.) 🙂

I also like the comments I had in my blog from various people and I will always value them to my best means of everything.

I like to thank everybody for supporting me and I hope I will continue my work for the best means of things. 🙂

16.10.10 – An unforgetable day


That day was a a Saturday. It was an unconfirmed half working day in our college. On the previous day there was an announcement in college that whether tomorrow will be a half working day or full working day, It will be announced only on the proceeding of tomorrow. The next day It was announced that it was a half working day at the fourth period. One of my best Buddy in the class was planning to go for a movie , Presently the greatest grossed Indian Film Enthiran.. I just had a thought , Why cant I join them? My dad was strict and rigid at that period but presently “Not“.

I calculated the timings of the show. It would take more than the time when I reach home on a full working day.

So I decided to ask permission from my dad ro go for the movie. If I didnt ask permission there would be plenty of missed calls in my phone after the time of normal reach of home. On that day I had a job of giving my pendrive to one of my friend who is my from my college bus. I asked one of my senior to hand it to her. I then had the news from the person that my pendrive is safe.

I then dialed my home. My dad picked up the phone, I said my plan to him. He regretted stating that this seems nonsense and people might think that you guys were bunking the college. Well I actually felt crazy, I tried my best but I cant change his mind. I then headed to the place were buses were parked. I thought for few minutes and then decided to go with my friends to the cinema theatre. I then went to the bus with my class mates stating everything that it is going to be a thrilling day I stated everything to my

freinds and said “The Chase Begins”. On the funny side up I also had a message conversation

through mobile phone with one of my friend stating the highlights of every second which added plenty of smiles to the thrilling day 🙂

At the end of the stop I kept the mobile in silent mode and After the tickets were bought to the movie unexpectedly the tickets for Enthiran were housefull so we bought ticket for another hit movie…. 🙂

Then I texted to my friend

🙂 “Aim for the Sky You will reach the roof top” 🙂
🙂 “We aimed for Enthiran but finally got Boss Engira Baskaran” 🙂

This text at the end added much flavour to our chat 🙂

Endhiran - (Aimmed :SKY)

Endhiran - (Aimmed :SKY)

Boss Engira Baskaran (Reached : Roof Top)
Boss Engira Baskaran (Reached : Roof Top)

After that I chatted with my dad voluntarily stating about everything, And as expected He was angry on me and shouted continuously… 🙂

After tickets were taken we were having a walk  outside  the theatre as we were so early to the theatre.

I was taking these pictures during that time through my mobile phone. 🙂

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We whole heartedly enjoyed the film to full passion to reach the roof top with whistles and energetic voices in the theatre 🙂

Then I reached home by 7:30PM. My mom invited me like a legend, My mom was reasonable, only my dad was very strict and rigid. My Mom appreciated me that I dialed and informed them. My sister quoted me that “Only today you are a real college student”

My dad was not present at that time in my home… 🙂
I was explaining about the thrills I had with my friends to my Mom and sister. 🙂

When my dad returned home, there was pin drop silence in home, My dad then snapped me twice.

Yes, my dad beat me those day(PRESENTLY NOT). It is so possessive to be like this that is for sure.  After that He borrowed my mobile and took the Sim card out , sliced it into pieces using scissors and kept mobile in a secret place and said you will never use this mobile.
I then determined myself not to ask about anything unless He gives. Myself and my dad didn’t spoke each other for four days, for this small situation is this a necessity  🙂
Actually those days my dad will never spoke with me for more than 5 minutes other than studies and academics. He was such possessive and It was a kind of plan to change this kind of attitude 🙂

Then after Sunday, Monday was the next working day in my college. Everybody were asking the same question. why you mobile is switched off?

I explained the thrilling moments of the day to each and everyone individually. I enjoyed multilayer happiness by saying that to my friends. My friends did understand the way I stated everything. It was an unforgettable day in my life. Actually this day gave me a plenty of re freshness and plenty of attention with my friends in other classes through stating the story. 🙂

It was an unforgettable day, I enjoyed the thrill of bunking the class when I was not bunking 🙂

Then I received my mobile phone back from my dad after three weeks with new Sim card. 🙂

🙂THE END🙂