Category: Dreams

Baby, we keep falling down…

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i have been suffering from random stretches of insomnia for many years at this point and one thing that i have realised is that the wackiest dreams always conjure out of thin air after or near the ends of my insomnia spells, and would you know it last week was one such day where i had 2 dreams in successive nights and i felt like sharing…

i have a lot of fears and my fears then to take part in my dreams in a way makes them memorable not eggactly in a good way . one such theme in my dreams since childhood was the fear of falling from heights. i do have a fear of heights but it isn’t as acute as others that i know, i would say about above average amount of fear. yet during the dream sequences i nearly shit myself whever it remotely close to the concept of falling the 2 dreams last week weren’t any different.

lets start with the simpler one, a bright sunny day perfect for a round on the bicycle i was cycling around my neighbourhood only to get bored feeling something off i go to the garage and pick-out a bigger cycle, ride it around and still suffer the lack of excitement, again back to the garage pick another bigger cycle alas only to repeat the loop, to a point i was now on a cycle bigger that a mountain towering over the city lines, (dont ask me how it made sense it was a dream), but as i was enjoying this monster cycle, my lack of concentration caused the cycle to trip now i was in free fall on my way down the only thing i was thinking oddly was i didn’t get to ride a bigger cycle.

as i woke up i realised what i had to do lock my cycle.

the 2nd one is odd in the sense i was exercising, yes thats a odd scene anyways as i was i felt myself getting lighter which i totally bought as the exercise working, to my astonishment the exercise seemed to effective as i started to float, at first it was so much fun looking at the houses and the city growing smaller much the same as looking down from a plane but as soon as i hit the clouds boy oh boy i remembered planes know how to land and i dont, and at this peak of paranoia and altitude my dream controller felt its right time to negate my weightlessness and i stared terminal velocity decent.

unlike last dream i had a lot of time to myself in this fall and i wasted them to trying the same exercise routine in misjudged attempt to have same effect as last, flapping my arms to fly, trying to think of something clever as my last words…….and baam too late

i woke up regretting not having thought something clever, need to type it down or tattoo it in case of emergency now.

my subconscious sure laughs

well now just have to wait for the next insomnia spell for a new installment into my weird dreams.

good night

False awakening

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I have never been much of a dreamer, yet every blue moon i seem to get some real wired one to experience that just makes be dazed and bonkers when i wake up.

this is such an incident 2 days back it was a busy day and after having my family tradition before sleep black coffee i was tucked in the bed ready to depart to the sleepy lands, little was i aware this was gonna be like nothing i ever experienced.

as i was laying down on my bed like any Sunday morning i heard a sudden opening of the front door and a familiar sound of my brother was heard. it seemed he had returned home from his hostel during this pandemic time and i could clearly hear the chatter between him and my parents as i lay and kept hearing this i felt sleepy and slept facing my back towards the door. suddenly there was a shift in weight on the bed i could feel someone else on the bed along with me now. before i guessed who it was the same familiar sound of my brother came but it wasn’t a language i understood. thinking i can get a better hear if i just turn and face him i turn……and i wake up

i was still in the same position i was in as i fell asleep yesterday after having the black coffee, with my back towards the door with the drying rack in front…….i come upon the conclusion that i was just in a dream, with a smirk on my face i think what a odd dream to have…..just then the cold sweat on my back……brings me back to the realisation there was someone on the bed with me. i was sure i slept alone yesterday noway it was someone in the house, eliminating my parents and grandma from the list i was thinking if it all is just a feeling perhaps…….and then i hear it the language i that i heard in my dream but this time its not the familiar sound it is nothing remotely close in fact it was terrifying enough to froze me. i was scared afraid for whatever it was even if a prank i just couldn’t move. it took me all my courage i could muster and literally read ,my self for the worst i turned around and came face with……………

the cloth drying rack, i was still in the same position as i slept yesterday my back towards the door. but my mind was no longer the same i was confused before i even calmed myself my body jumped held the rack and just crouched down, frantically searching the room for anything or anyone that was the source of the voice but all i saw was the room just like it was before i slept nothing out of place. i rushed to my phone after i calmed myself and reassured myself that i was the only inhabitant of the room. looking at the time 3 30 am, it hadn’t not been even a hour since i slept yet as my senses came back to me i realised i was in my first dream within a dream experience and a damn terrifying one at that.

even as i understood what had happened and slept back into the bed, it took me a while to fall asleep for the fear of hearing the sound again was still fresh in my mind, i might have stared endlessly at the ceiling fan to drowse myself to sleep, i dont know when it happened i fell asleep but what i know this time by back was not towards the door.