Soon my vision was blurred and I could feel the room filling with darkness. I rubbed my eyes and opened them with force by my fingers. I looked around and saw boys and girls writing with a passion and interest. Soon a bell rang and the woman standing at the corner of the room screamed “Hurry! it’s going to end in 15 minutes”. My heart started beating faster; I could not answer a single question. I am going to fail in the exams and shall regret for the rest of my life.
It is better that I die rather than being alive with my family and friends scolding me. A woman approached me, wrapped in a red sari long enough to encapsulate 5 buffaloes; she asked me to handover the papers! I cannot leave it, not when I have nothing written on it, I thought. I tighten my grip on the paper struggling with the force exerted by the woman who was trying to get the papers from my hand. The paper escaped my hands as a harder object hit my cheeks with a force; it were her hands.
“Amme!!!”, I shouted in pain and saw a tall figure looking angrily at me; It was Jk. He shouted “It is 8:30, aren’t you getting ready for the office? My heart was still beating faster, I felt as if I were thrown from a skyscraper.
I discussed this dream with Dileep. He says that each dream signals a happening in life. He feels that my dream were a signal that I was not able to fulfill something I wanted badly. I am not sure!
What do you think?