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…. 🙂

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THIS WAS WRITTEN DURING THE YEAR 2001.


My English vocabulary was such worse and highly grammatical errors…today when we think about the past we can have smile-ful moments.

This was written in by me in Complan Cricket champ guide when I was 9 years old and in the year 2001.

At that point of time:

*)I don’t watch cricket

*)I Liked Sachin Tendulkar

I wrote the following text with the English which I knew at that point of time.

HAVE A NICE TIME READING:

My favourite cricketer is my Sachin Tendulkar. He has 9 fours and 7 sixes in one day. His runs are more than one thousand and he is the best Indian famous cricketer so He is famous than other indian cricketer so he is the famous indian cricketer in the whole world. So he is my favourite cricketer

A funny website with currency notes


Yesterday I visited a very cool website which would make fun with your photo and the currency note picture. It is really a good time pass with the website.

WE CAN “Get our head into that dollar bill”

Example of the effect

Get ready for it.

Enjoy the website:

http://www.festisite.com/money/

I suffered from Morning sleep


During my earlier days of college I find one thing weird among me and made others question me why? It termed to be an odd practice for me and even made me mentally detached and also made me feel guilty……Want to know what it is? It is the morning sleep I had in my college bus. I was feeling drowsiness because I need to travel for the college for nearly 1 1/2 hrs. Three days passed from my first week of college. The next working day starts with Monday…….On Tuesday I felt mild drowsiness during my travel to the college. From that day onwards and for six continuous months I never reached college without drowsiness for continuous three days.
The following are the incidents which make me feel what a horrific start for the working day in the six months:

Incident 1:One day after reaching the college I was sleeping and a guy who was my friend woke me up.

Incident 2:Oneday one of my college mate sitting behind me simply stimulated me by keeping his finger behind my head seeing my drowsiness….and I thanked him and felt guilty.

Drowsiness repeated either for two continuous days or alternate days…..I had a plan during that time and I worked out====I will wash my face very hardly before leaving home for the college. It worked for few days but not for long….. Then the story continuous…..

Incident 3: It was first internal exam for us and Mathematics exam on that day……the bus was extremely crowded as two buses were combined due to several reasons and however I was sitting…….I couldn’t imagine the what I call “DAY-MARE” the opposite of nightmare on the situation…….I was worried about my late preparation for the exam and on the meantime I was worried that how can I control the drowsiness……for the time in which I could prepare…..and as a result “DAY-MARE” wins the battle. I couldn’t prepare sometime in the bus.

I had another plan and I implemented it====I used chewing gum everyday…..It was working for few weeks but at-last the plan stumbled. I was wearing tooth braces and one of the brace end which is called as bands (were the brace end is pivoted to the tooth)became too loose due to munching of the chewing gums. It became too loose to fix in its position.

I had repeated incident 1 and 2 in this time period.

Incident 4:One day I tried my best to control the sleep till the bus entered the entrance. I eyes would see the incidents in Terminator 3 film when the TX(Kristina Loken) alters the program of T-800(Arnold) and he stumbles whether to kill John Connor or not….and immediately after the bus stopped in the place inside the college….I fell my head down in sleep and my friend exclaimed…………GUY?

I had another plan and I implemented it====I brought what I called worthless mobile I ever seen it had just Sudoku Game and I analyzed whether I can tackle my drowsiness in the morning.(I was not bringing mobile at that time)…..the effect lasts only for few days

Incident 5:It was a normal working day and I was having the eyes of a hardcore drug-addict…..When I started the Sudoku game and waited for sometime to think for the game…..The I saw nothing other than the Sudoku timing started and proceeded 7:35 minutes and 8 and 9 minutes for the other sequential timings….at the end I kept my phone unknowingly near my seat….and when my friends were leaving I started to leave……Then after I reached my class I found my mobile missing……And received it from my senior college mate in the lunch break who travel in my bus. My friends who travel in my bus would never forget this incident.

It was very longtime from the last incident….and I repeated the previous incidents alternately in several days.

Incident 5: One day I was sitting in the corner of the bus seat……BANG BANG BANG BANG….I crashed on the support rod for four times before reaching my college.

Incident 6: One day I kept my bag in my front seat and I was sitting in the back seat…When the college bus was crowded all the seats were filled and one of my senior asked me to take my bag in the forward seat…..I heard only his tenth cry of my name and found grudge about the incident……..actually the guys who were occupying the seats didn’t notice my sleep and the senior guy too. The senior thought I was feeling shy to take the bag. On that evening I revealed the comedy story of my sleep to  the senior.

Nowadays I totally get rid of my sleep that’s because I presently have multimedia mobile phone through which I can hear songs… fast beat songs makes drowsiness run away.

Words Misunderstood:


Many of the jokes in my life involves my voice:

Words Misunderstood:

I was doing my twelfth standard. One day I was absent for the school just only for the reason that exams starts from Monday………it was a Saturday and I was absent just to enjoy couple of days and with a small hours of entertainment with my computer. The portions for our academics were finished by all the teachers and it was their time to kill our time of studies with class tests in the time we were thinking about studying some others subjects.
It was the exam day(Monday) and all the students who were absent that day were suspected and kept to stand in front of the principal room for the first 10 minutes of the exam time…..and we were waiting for the principal to arrive in her room. After she spent sometime with the staffs one of the teacher who as regarded as female gangster of the teachers in our school. she was having a soft corner for me during that time(only during that time). All of us were called inside and asked to stand showing all our faces to her(principal). During that time she was also entering the room and we were suspected for simply taking leave. The gangster teacher was our English teacher and also regarded as the next principal. After seeing me the gangster teacher was sending everybody asking for reasons and I was the last student to say the reason……….I SAID: I started late during that day and so I couldn’t attend the school(showing my puzzled face)
The Gangster teacher said to the principal that  “I was having headache” actually the word I spelled “I started late” which was misunderstood as “HEADACHE”. and we were asked to leave the room and attend the exam….problem solved……I learnt a confirmatory test that my voice is so mild and puzzling.