I plan to write about the dreams that I have
had and able to recall, in this series. This will not be a set of continuous
posts, but will be posted in between the other posts. Dreams are beautiful
creations of the Creator and there is so much randomness and creativity in it.
I could see myself lying down on a bed in my
room and a toddler was dancing and walking towards me. She had a little bottle
of buttermilk and she gave it to me. While I was taking it from her, I saw my
very beautiful schoolmate walking into the room. I felt happy looking at her. She picked up the child and
sat on the couch next to my bed with the child on her lap. I assumed that she
had prepared this buttermilk for me with all affection and sent it through the
child. "You have some", I said and gave it to my school mate. She
drank it with her lips unconsciously making contact with the bottle's mouth and
then gave it back to me. I took the bottle and then got up and walked out of
the room quickly in the pretense of having heard someone call at our gate. But
I actually went out to pour the buttermilk outside our home without her
knowledge. My fear was about a COVID-19 contamination if I had drunk it. She is a
health practitioner.
When I woke up, it was a mixed feeling. I don't
know how that little child and my beautiful schoolmate were related to me in
the dream, but I loved the care that my schoolmate had for me. I could sense that through her
actions and through her eyes. It was a pity that I could not drink what she gave
me with affection as I could not trust her state of health. But I loved the
dream and I lay on my bed for a while thinking about it.
Sweet things come and go quickly like dreams. They stay sweet always as there is a beginning and an end in each of them.
Sweet things come and go quickly like dreams. They stay sweet always as there is a beginning and an end in each of them.
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