"The" Dream

The statements below are an amalgam of many people's views I've met in my life. So It might not look like an original creation or work.

“The” Dream

We all have moment in life when we get a blast from the past, or we become forced to walk down the memory lane. Well, eventually it had to give and it happened to me too. Sometimes it takes someting terrible to realise something valuable.

Down with a fever of 103F with room temperature almost the same, it was quite an ordeal. Here, alone on the sick bed, rather irritated with the whole world trying to fall asleep with the mercury levels rising. Due to some reason, sleep came like a thief who enters into a house which was not locked. Then some guy woke me up. He claimed that he was “God”. Well I could'nt pen down how he looked like, but i've got to say that he looked a bit familiar. Frankly speaking I remember enough to say that he does'nt look like some old guy with a silver beard or some blinding light emitting body or some all powerful being.(existing stereotypes) He looked like a normal person to me.

Only now, a thought crossed my mind: Hey in the movies and all God comes when you are dead and you reach heaven or await judgement! Well I weighed my chances and mustered up courage to ask “Am I dead?” (seeing no other plausible explanation). “No, you silly!” He says. “I just wanted to talk about a few things.”

“Ok, let me get this straight, are you joking or is this a dream or are you a figment of my imagination?” - I blurted out.

“No. I'm not joking. I'm serious”- comes the reply.

So I play my cards, with whatever rational thought that occurred to me at that instant. “See, if you are really God, and if you are really here, then grant me some boon and let me see that it gets fulfilled, and then i'll believe you.”

“Ok, It's a deal, but I decide what the boon is”- And I nodded impatiently.

“Choose a particular week of your life from your past which you wish to live again. Select a particular week and give me the reason why you chose it and I will give you another shot at that week.”

Now this really put me in the woods. Of all the things he could give! “This is preposterous!”

I was like Abhimanyu in Chakravyuha. Never was I more confused than this before, not even when I first expressed my love.

He stood there smiling, benignly like a mother watching her child trying to walk for the first time, as my mental dilemma was quite comparable to a toddler's first steps, not knowing what to do next, unsteady. He had actually ignited a thought process which took me on a roller-coaster ride through all the high and low points in my life. Such a thing had never occurred. I was virtually lost for words and literally had a lump in my throat.

Memories were coming at me like some ultra fast film reel, like water flowing from a breached dam. I could'nt makeup my mind. I couldnt put a finger on it. Emotions of gratitude and anger flashed within me. Then again, in the ocean of experiences, I found something anomalous

which had to be changed and as I was about to say it to him, I had a rude awakening from my slumber. One of the books from the shelf had fallen on my head. I also found that my fever had lifted.

It was a puzzling question, and I wanted to ask all my friends what they would have said if they were given the same wish.

It is a funny thing the human mind, a simple thought can plague it and keeps nagging you, and you end up living that thought. Although all thoughts are not so influential.