Saturday, November 05, 2005

Last nite I dreamt I was in __________ again..

Last nite I dreamt I was in __________ again..

That’s a famous opening line in a famous book, tho I forget which right now.. if someone remembers right now, please enlighten me.

I think it was a confused entangled dream sequence with rain and family et all. For those of you who are unaware, various bits of the country are suffering under deluges.. one keeps wondering if a bit of land will suddenly break off and float off into the Indian ocean, like cream in a mixing bowl.

Anyways, I was back at home in Calcutta. Hugging my doggies and feeling so very happy, when suddenly, out of nowhere, came a little toddler with curly hair who just HAD to snuggle up to Leo (MY Lab).

“God knows where my mother had been hiding this brat of hers”, I thought irritably. “What audacity, doesn’t she know these are MY dogs, and she has no business to be here?” Wanted to rap her, for cutting into my time with dogs..

Looked out of the window, and the road in front of my house was gone, in its place was a beautiful, shimmery green expanse, gently undulating as people walked thru it. Faint dark shadows of roads that once were, could be seen in the semi-depths.

Spied didubhai (my pet name for my gran), wearing shorts and a t-shirt, cap perched jauntily of her head (similar to her attire at the beach) waving to me.. I think my dream must have caught up with her AFTER she finished her “dead float” :). Went down to the road, and brought her back home, with her on my back, like the “old man of the sea”.. not a very flattering allusion, but I’m talking of the mere posture here, people.

Back in my room, which, by the way, my mother has lovingly reconverted into a living room, the MINUTE I left home… and looked down to feel and wetness around my ankles. My room was afloat. Looked out of the window again, as I heard waves crashing into rocks below. We were perched on a little ledge, and our house had become a little hut, being buffeted by gales. Behind us stood a little helicopter, to carry us away to safety.

It says a lot of things about a lot of things, that my reaction was to pick up Sasha and Leo, and leave aforesaid kid behind. Remember dumping didubhai in the copter as well. I must have been really irritated, that I don’t remember Ma.. she must have been behind with strange brat. :-D

Came back to wakefulness with sounds of rain lashing my window panes.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

did u mean to say "Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.."
well i just heard it somewhere-i have no idea ..its me:-)deepak who sent u a link to tripod site with my pics..i ws reading those pages of urs..
bye

Anonymous said...

did u mean to say "Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.."
well i just heard it somewhere-i have no idea ..its me:-)deepak who sent u a link to tripod site with my pics..i ws reading those pages of urs..
bye

progga said...

I suspect the line is from a Daphne Du Maurier book... Rebecca?

GG said...

Write Mobious - WRITE!

mobius_tripping said...

aah yes, thats right.. thanks, u lot.. thats was an outpouring of info :)

D, will check out ur links :)

K, i WILL write.. when i get frigging time..U should know better..lol

P, whr are ur stuff? u havent updated in AGES..

progga said...

I know. Haven't been in the mood, somehow; the words are stuck. Soon, I hope. All about racial discrimination.