Just woke up form a horrible dream - made me jump up in the bed, and thankfully my roomie was not around to see the drama! I just had to pen it down - for both its horribleness and twists.
So here it goes - may get weird and crazy in the course; but please bear with me - after all, its a dream....
The outset is my brother going to the college he got admissions in; but all of a sudden, he rushes into another college that refuses him his 'M.Tech' admission; and starts vandalizing the place. I get a call an hour later about his actions, and go out there to see what has happened.There he is - sitting untethered by what he did, and instead of scolding him, I turn to console him and make him reason as to why he did it; the reason which is shady even in the dream version. Just then, the principal walks in - a big man with a heavy temper; and goes berserk at the happening. He yells out that my brother shall not get admitted elsewhere, and he would inform the authorities of the unrulyness that would result in rustication. Meanwhile I drag him out.Scene two - I am taking my brother on the road, all the while scolding him, a result of delayed realization may be; and we go into the college he wanted to get admissions; and surprisingly the people there agree, only to get a call from the Big guy and throw us out.Now back at home - my dad is surprisingly calm, and my mom is all tensed out about the situation, I am worried about whats going on - at 2 levels: about the situation and about the dream. Then suddenly, he storms out at near midnight - and I follow him, still harsh on for his erratic attitude. However, on the way through - a weird boost of philosophy about life kicks in, and we talk and talk; in some weird gibberish, until we realize that mistakes happen, and amends can be made and we shall put all this behind and start afresh.Climax - A totally unrelated and fiendishly cliche event. We are walking back, when we see a bunch of travelers that are talking half in Kannada, and half in Hindi - mostly about how well that road is useful as a detour to cut their journey by half, and one woman keeps boasting how it was her idea. So they see us, and one of their girls comes up to my brother and starts talking. He starts narrating the day's happenings, and she starts giving appreciative nods - a chubby little cute girl. All this while, I am trying to avoid conversations and strut out weirdly, almost running, in an equally weird hood like costume; while they are happily chatting away.Considering that all this drama is happening at our main road - the conversation should end in 5 minutes, but it goes on and on.. Surprisingly, my brother still looks the same, while I am 20 to 30 years older. Thats what woke me up!
So this was not the conventional way of bringing up my family and particularly in a post - but I guess the weird dream did demand the story be told.
May be the dream represents some of my hidden intentions or its just a cockamamie of things running in my head. I have to state that none of the above stuff is made-up, I mean I have presented as is what happened in the dream; so its an actually virtually actual story !!!!
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