Dream or Reality

The human mind has its own way of seeking pleasure. I don’t know what triggered all these happy memories; I guess it was staying alone over the weekend. How this simple dream made me realize all the love I have had in my life, and teenage laughter, the kinds when everyone is laughing looking at each other forgetting the real reason for laughter.

The dream was about all my past roommates, who touched my soul, in strange ways. I dreamt about how T would imitate transforming into a car from a robot, after watching the movie at Regal cinema. The laughter that ensued would leave everyone rolling over the floor and onto each other in that 200 square feet apartment in nagpada. How I miss this laughter now!!

I woke up to, what seemed like cold touch of my mother’s hands, which took me straight to those shivery winter mornings; my body being dragged out of the Razai, eyes half open, half closed focusing the only dim light of the bathroom.  Mummy’s hurried steps feeding us half boiled egg and bournvita, and good bye kiss which would embarrass me. How I miss those kisses now!!