The One with The Dream

So, I have this recurring dream. It's not the same dream over and over again but I know what's common between all of them. And I don't need some Freudian psychologist to help me out either.. I havent yet fallen off that sheer almost imperceptible cliff of sanity. I know why these dreams occur, and I don't feel bad about it either.

In all these dreams, he's still there. Still a part of everyone's lives. And we all seem to be going on with normal everyday life , like nothing has happened..and well, in the dream nothing has happened.

I think, in psychology, there's something called a 'safe place' which is used for hypnosis..to recover repressed memories. I think my safe place is th
e Science Block in college.. that's why in these dreams, all of us are always over there. Lazing around, bantering, kidding with each other. And he's also there, playing, teasing, chatting.

I know why these dreams come on a periodical basis.. its because somewhere deep inside I think that he'll be back, and we'll be fine. Its because , in everything we do normally, I imagine him to be around.. and these thoughts are the ones creating visual images in my subconscious mind, and calling them dreams...

I like having these dreams.. at least I get to see him in those. I think we all do.. and I know we all feel happy that he came in a dream. I remember Nidhi telling me on some mornings happily, that he came in her dream last night.

Sometimes life can be so cruel, but one thing I gotta say about life... it gives you a lot of pain
but it gives most people the courage to deal with it one way or the other.. until the pain subsides, from a gut-wrenching one that makes you want to die to a dull throbbing one..that is so insistent that you can never forget that it is there, but at least you don't feel like dying anymore..