Dreaming

Sometimes I just feel that I will wake up one day and I will find everything in my world completely washed up brand new.That the present I am in is a form of sleep,a kind of hypnotic daze,a dream which has become too real,too palpable and too long because nothing extraordinary happened in it which could have awakened me.

It seems so bizarre when I imagine about that reality in which I may not be as young as I am right now but that I am some old man,a middle aged guy with a pot belly who has fallen asleep under a tree reading Alice in Wonderland.

Then comes a sense of relief,a sense of release from the fear of the events going to happen in this present dream as sooner or later this slumber will break and snap-snap all things will be new So there is no need to worry about my future in this dream.

But there is a panic bone in my body near my heart which starts hurting my it reminding me of the future which I will have to face once I am back in the reality of which I do not have any memory.It is quite peculiar that the dreams which I have in this larger dream find a way to leak out of my memory and I forget them readily but this larger dream is all I know.

I can’t recollect a faintest idea about the reality and have thousands possible scenarios buzzing in my mind which start bombarding my mind once I start thinking.

Do I have a job?Am I married ?So I have kids?Boy? Girl?My parents?Brother?Sister?

But what about my family in this present dream.Damn!I can't imagine a world before me without them.

Then on second thoughts I think that all of this is a fairytale fantasy in which you want to escape from doing anything by imagining that this dream is going to dissolve anytime sooner.It is like those doomsday wishers who leave all their jobs and responsibilities and wait for the last judgment.