Thursday, August 25, 2011

Dreaming about me?

What is it with dreams? They can be so weird sometimes. The mind or whatever it is makes you see things you don't even think about or have just stopped thinking about. As soon as you shut your eyes and let go, it pulls out a smart one from the repository of memories it holds.

So when someone says the usual, 'make your dreams come true' with lofted idealism, I take a step back and wonder, do I really want all those dreams to come true? Well if they become a reality then they won't be dreams anymore.

Nightmares on the other hand are real dreams. They are closer to your day to day life, practical and more achievable. I say this because one of my nightmares came true recently.

I was stung by a honeybee, not once but twice. Of course there were two different honeybees but they both chose me to end their life (yes, they die after they sting someone). Now when I look at it, it's two nightmares which came true. One of course was mine and the other was that of the honeybees.

You don't have to work hard to make your nightmares come true. They just come true without you even trying to make them happen. Trust me, I did nothing to attract those bees and the bees did nothing to attract me. Still we made our nightmares come true.

It's worse for those bees. They did not even live to tell the tale. The whole world will only know my version and what I think is their version of the story.

While dwelling on this dream, nightmare paradox I had a scary thought. It's scarier for those who are those who are all about making their dreams come true. What if you make your dream come true and realise that you are actually living your worst nightmare? It happens. Think about it.