I'm currently VERY envious of a certain someone who writes just so damn funnily that I feel like.. toe-jam. Eww! Yeah, so well, I'm not just envious, I'm downright jealous! Anyway, I proceeded to dissect and rip to shreds my entire blog. Mentally. So as I cringed over my old posts, thoroughly hating all of them and making ghastly faces, I got to the one about dreamless sleep, of my lack of it, and I suddenly choked horribly. Swore out loud and everything. Because I remembered, right then, nearly twenty-four hours on, what I dreamed about last night. It always gets me, the whole entirely-unexpected-recollection-of-dreams thing. It's like being head-butted by a battle tank. Er.. or something.
Anyway, the dream. Again, me in the ocean. Bobbing about, but there was someone with me. We were bobbing about the back end of a ship, seismic vessel even, trying to do some... get this.. repair work! So we bob along, and I'm getting more and more nervous by the second and we have to hold hands so I don't fumble and do something stupid like drown. We bob and move around, and all along if I tiptoe I can feel the ground. But then we move a little further, and suddenly, I can't feel the ground beneath my feet anymore. And I panic and hold on tighter. Really, really panic. I think I even go under for a bit or something, but I can't be sure.
It sort of ends there. As in, I can't remember anymore. I really can't.
The thing that really gets to me about this dream is that it's the first time I've been nervous in the water. I've had ocean and bob-ey dreams a million times, and I've always felt safe and content and never nervous. This time, this first time, my heart was in my mouth. It's unsettling, really. Ocean dreams have always been my favourite. But now, I'm... nervous. And unsettled. I hate that that 'favourite dream theme' has been taken away from me.
*sulk*
Hmm.. this is such a pointlessly horrible post! Even this picture is over two months old! Yeesh! And of course I know I'll hit "Publish" still. Blog-junkie I've become! Chee!
21 comments:
Dang, you got me all wondering about what would happen next.Beats my dream about being a tea-strainer.:D
I wish we could bob around in coffee or something. Like the marshmallows.Because twiddling thumbs is so overrated. Or something.
Also. 'Chee' is such a profound word.
Heh, the dream wasn't madly exciting, trust me :) Wish I could remember what happened after too!
And yes, 'chee' is one of my favourites. Rather irreplaceable, no? :)
Oooh who is this funny-writing person? I want to be jealous too, I'm masochist. And look who's cribbing now. I'm never going to listen to another lecture of yours. And I can see we arent going to be spared your dream recital either :P
And you stole "chee"!
A pox on you and your children!
And when did I ever lay claim to 'chee'? I don't have to invent a word for it to be a favourite.
*grumble grumble*
Hmpf!
See I've started sneezing now, thanks to your pox. I hope your children have arms growing out of their heads. Who is funny person? Prashant? Show person's blog. Stop being evasive
My children are very pretty, thangewverriemuch. All 6 1/2 of them are sticking their tongues out at you right this very moment. I swear. A lot. Sigh.. kill me now.
And... person is you. HMPF! There, I said it! Compliment-fisher you! Go boil your head now. Make sabzi.
Eh? Dont lie. I dont even have one whole line in my blog. Who's funny? And why arent you online?
This is exactly like this one time I had a dream in which I saw a pink rhino... and I've been terrified of pink rhinoceri ever since.
-- "A dream can be the highest point one's life" -- Ben Okri (in that book you hate so much)
IN one's life. .. I knew that .. yeah.
Sigh. You also take that pink rhino and go boil your head. All vegetables I'm surrounded by, I tell you.
And if you *dare* mention Ben Okri to me once more...
*making sinister eyes*
What, I don't get pox?
*to gallery*
Of course said funny person of whom Anu is so terribly envious is self. (even if I'm known to constantly brood, and am utterly unsociable)
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er..Hehe.
Who is this Dee? Why am I so central in it's life? "Can't a girl post an entry about a funny person they know, without crowds instantly being reminded of one Prashant?", I ask.
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With reference to the Hon. Abovementioned, this Dee is someone who's had to compete with you for top honours in the funnies department in anu's mailing list. Also, I thoroughly resent being known as an 'it'. 'That' I do mind, 'thing' also mildly annoys, but 'it' is right out!
Gentle reminders aside, the crowds will be baying for the blood of one Prashant soon.
*standing by and chuckling and gulping quietly*
You! On google talk, now!
Hmpf.
Hardly the rapturous sort of reception one has grown accustomed to. But (Pra)shan't press the issue. (enjoys little joke tremendously)
Compete? What is prize? (eyes skip words like "honour" with no market value attached)
*musing about prize*
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ylavvio <-- To PUNISH Anu for wicked oppressive word verification rule.
Rapturous reception at Chennai Auntie Massage Parlours, I suppose. Where I come from, Prashant is practically a hiss-word, crammmed with sibilants as it is. P(rash)ant is also itching to have bad jokes thrown at him (shan't gloat at anti-joke, humble intellectual that I am)
I agree about the oppressive word verification rule though, definitely merits punishment. And if I were you I wouldn't stand for that 'idiot boy' nonsense either.
Here be my two cents till I think of more befitting punishment.
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@Anu
Yes I know I stole chennai auntie massage but prashant seemed just that kind of person
@Rash-person (now how could I possibly resist?!): Oppressive?!?! OPPressive?! Fine! We'll see how oppressive that rule is when my precious comments page is dotted with shaadi.com ads. See if I care! Don't be blaming me then, 10 years down the line, when you and your shaadi.com wife are having severe, rash-like marital discord.
@Di: He is too, just that kind of person. Idiot-boy also, I'll have you know. Stop giving him ideas, I say!
To both of you errant, devil-incarnate-type children, word-verify like mad. See if I care!
And just for the record, I see that apostrophes are being appallingly, ignorantly, horrifyingly dis/misused. Ahem.
Particularly with the possessive adjective much in contention.
*pause for effect*
It's
*smug*
A: It took you TWO days to come up with that.
B: Two days and you come up with THAT?
Piteous
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