Of guns, blasts and sirens!!

I have had lots of dreams but these three dreams are the ones that I don’t think I will ever forget. I had these dreams within a span of three months starting May 2008.

 

Dream 1-

 

The sun has set. The atmosphere is dull and has last few remains of twilight. It is a very narrow street with mostly two storied row houses. A typical Gomti Nagar locality of Lucknow. I am standing in front of a big white bungalow with grand, heavy metal black gate. Somehow, as the dream began I already had some information in my head. It is the house of a well known rich person whom I know. I have somehow agreed to let in a gang of six people in the house by some means. It’s not clear though as what exactly I do to let them in.

 

The moment I let them in, I run to my own house. My house is even more poorly lit. It seemed there was an electricity failure. I am on the first floor waiting for the blast. Yes, those people were supposed to blast the place. This information also came to my head somehow. But even after a long wait, I don’t hear any sound. Suddenly, there is a desperate banging on my door. I open the door and all the six people are inside my house. Now I actually see those people. There are two girls also (Sometimes, I am totally startled to see the level of details some dreams have). One of the guys, the leader, has a sturdy bearded look.

 

“Our plan has failed and we didn’t know where to go. So we thought lets hide at your house till everything settles.” 

 

“No, you cannot stay here. My job was to only let you in and nothing further. I have nothing to do with all of this. Please go away right now. I don’t want any trouble here.”

 

“Well now you have (pointing a gun at me). Keep shut and let us in. We’ll stay here only.”

 

I keep shut and let them in. They cozily settle down in my dark house lit only by some kind of oil lamp (I remember the orange/red dim light in the room). They are talking stuff which is like gibberish to me. All the time I am just sweating and shivering by the very thought of the consequences of this. I am cursing myself for indulging into something like this. What will mummy say? Papa will kill me any case! What if police gets to my house and arrests me along with these people? I am totally heavy with all these thoughts when I hear a series of approaching sirens. Police! They are finally here. There is a knock on the door…

 

I wake up, shivering and with a severe headache. I had no idea what triggered this dream. I had slept very peacefully and nothing much was happening in my life (may be that was the answer!!). This was my first dream. I can’t exactly recollect the date but it was somewhere in May last year. Whoa! It’s been one year and I still remember it frame by frame. I can shoot it or sketch it if I could sketch).

 

Dream 2

 

It is a beautifully designed crossroad, with a high fountain and tall glossy towers around. The area is very posh. It’s evening time with bright yellow sun in the extreme west of the sky. The roads are busy. The signal is red to the side I am standing with a shiny gun in my hand. I have to shoot the guy sitting in that black E class Mercedes Benz which is a couple cars away from me.  I point it at the guy who is sitting in the passenger seat and I shoot a couple of bullets. But something tells me, none of the bullets touched him. Instead, two three people start shooting at me. 

 

I turn and run. After a short distance, I abruptly enter a residential tower. I quickly get in the elevator and press the button for 20 something floor (I don’t remember the exact floor but a strange thought in my head told me its somewhere above 20). I enter my apartment which is brightly lit with big clear glass windows and a mesmerizing view of the city. The sun rays are making my apartment very bright. I have a terrace also beyond a glass wall. I go and open the door to the terrace and at that very instant, three guys climb in. Neither am I surprised at their appearance nor afraid. As if it was the part of the plan. They grab the chairs kept in the terrace and fall in them. One of them takes off his shirt and throws it at the table revealing his clean white vest. They all take out their guns and keep them on the table (I still remember the clang of metal and glass). Then I hear sirens…

 

I woke up. No sweat or headache but definitely shocked. 

 

Dream 3

 

The sun is bright and right above my head. The air is humid. I am standing near some dock. I can see a ship at some distance. It is not too big but big enough to be called a ship. I have diamonds in my hand wrapped in a magenta cloth. I have retrieved those from the ship. There are five other people standing near me. One of them has some kind of a small rocket launcher. The plan is blow off that ship.

 

But suddenly sirens are heard and one of them orders everyone to scatter and save their lives. I run amazingly fast from the scene. Upon covering some distance I reach a sort of colony. I take an extreme left and I am into a very narrow lane with lots of small houses on each side. I keep walking swiftly. I see a small door open on my left. I enter it to find that it is my house. There is my grandma, grandpa, uncle and mother. They all are happy to find me back home at lunch time. They serve me lunch and I have it quickly. I even remember hearing my grandma’s scolding for eating so fast. I go upstairs in my room and lock it from inside. The window in my room gives me a clear view of the main gate. I am looking at the gate and wondering who will reach me first? The police or my gang members who would be desperately searching me now since I have the diamonds

? I open the packet once again and have a look at them. They are shiny, small and lots of them. I pack it again and hide it in a plant in my room. Suddenly, there is a knock at the door. I turn to see who it is…

 

I get up, sweating and again with a splitting headache.

 

These dreams are seriously strange. They have some similarities but still they are three unique dreams. I have not understood why I got these three dreams. All my friends whom I had told these dreams also know that when these dreams came, it was very peaceful time in my life. Nothing was bothering me; I was not at all tense. If anyone who has read this post can analyze dreams, then please let me know what these mean.

9 thoughts on “Of guns, blasts and sirens!!

  1. They say, when an idle mind or exactly opposite a mind filled with varied thoughts randomly, thinks or dreams something which describes the state of one’s mind, it may not be frame by frame what you might be wanting to do, it is just a reflection of the intensity of something you’re contemplating hard but not able to figure out the minute details as to what exactly they’re referring at.
    In here, these cases of your dreams, like you said that was the peaceful phase of your life, i had gone through such phases but when now i look back it feels i had some kind of premonition or an indication of a future i couldn’t imagine will take this route where i am in right now.

  2. Going by what you say…I definitely do not look forward to the prospect of any of my dreams covnerting to my future in any manner…I would rather this is not a premonition.

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