I dream of her ...

Wow, that was clearly the best dream I have had in a really long time! And to think that it was so very "filmy"! And guess what it was about .... my lifemate. Now don't ask me who it was, because I swear to God, I myself have no frigging clue. I just remember that she seemed a tad worried at the very end of the dream, but before I could even ask her why, I woke up! A small chink in an otherwise amazing dream. And this was just the finale of a series of dreams actually, something like an episodic tale which played out in my subconscious, the episodes being telecast on random days but apparently in order. The basic theme was similar to the movie "Definitely, Maybe" or the popular TV series "How I Met Your Mother", where a father tells his daughter how he met her mother.

But let me rewind back to the beginning .... of the part that I remember, that is. I was walking down the road with a good friend of mine. She had just broken up with her boyfriend, so I was trying to cheer her up with some light-hearted banter. It was quite late at night and we were talking about something I have no idea about .... but it was quite an animated discussion, and finally, she was saying something while poking a finger at me as I stood pinned to a wall in a funny pose. Just at that moment, a posse of policemen walked towards us and one of them asked her to step aside. The other one did a "human breathalyzer" check. I wasn't drunk so I was pretty confident I wasn't in any trouble. He seemed satisfied, when suddenly he reached into my shirt and pulled out a condom attached to the end of the chain around my neck!!!! He showed it to his deputy and they chuckled. I tried to explain that it was not intentional; it was just something I took from a friend in a drunken stupor some nights back, and attached it to my chain just for amusement. I had no idea OR intention that I would be using it that night. Heck, I had even forgotten I had it there! The policeman then led me towards his vehicle. They had a lorry standing next to it (maybe it was confiscated), and pulled out a small packet from under the tarpaulin cover (I have no idea what it was). But he seemed quite amicable while giving it to me, as if he were wishing me luck with my endeavour that night. He let me off with a smile, and I looked around to see that she was walking some steps ahead. I called out to her as I wanted to explain to her that "there was nothing like that", but she started running and I chased her (and here begins the "really" filmy part). Very soon we were running through what seemed like a corridor of a hotel or a large bungalow ... with her sari's pallu flowing in the wind a-la Yash Chopra style ... and then she disappeared around the corner.

When I emerged from the other side, I saw my dear friends Zohra and Moiz sitting alongwith my sweetheart. (I am assuming this was the point where I switched from "flashback mode" to "present mode" in the dream). All of them were dressed up for some occasion, which I would guess was my engagement. And there was another girl standing in front of them who was being narrated the whole story. The last thing I remember was noticing my fiancee's tense expression, and poof ! .... I was back to my lonely world.