Dream Stage 2 :
Day 1: (1905 )
I was riding bicycle with Duhan. Last night he got a post about his grandfather who died , like any other old man ,after pro-long suffering . He used to live in a distant village , far away. So we were going there.
Crossing the farms , roads filled with mud . More than one time we need to get down from our bicycles and drag it for meters in mud.
Day 2:
It started raining. We kept riding because we had to cover a long distance. But after some time it was impossible to paddle in rain . So we decided to halt our journey on next town and rest for a night in a tower.
Day 3 : ( 1920's)
I wake up in the decade of telephone and television. People sitting in front of electric boxes, listening to the weather report. Reporter saying "Its heaviest rain after the rain in 1905. Clouds were bouncing like balls in the sky. Roads have turned into water streams. ". I ignored rest and started looking for Duhan , but nowhere to be found. . By sunset I was all wet and tired . I lean my head to the closet wall and slipped down to floor . I heard a laugh and when I rubbed my eyes. There was a girl smiling at me sitting in front of fire . Priya ?? What she is doing In my dream of this century.
"Hey ,John" she cheered, waving her hand to come and join the group .She gave me some dry clothes and hot soup to sip. I miss her sometimes and may be I loved her in past but with some other wrong decisions that I made, I lost her too. To distant us from other people we went to some other part of the tower and found a large wooden block to sit , covered with water from all sides.
She was worried about the weather and for us because we aren't in the best shape of our lifes . She leaned her head on my shoulder and we talked for hours , I won't let her slip this time I promised myself and closed my eyes.
Dream Stage 1: (2009)
Day 4:
I wake up from the sound of rain drops on window and found myself in strange house . I looked everywhere and in every room but it was just me.
I need to get out from there asap because it was raining and Priya will be waiting for me . I didn't know where should I go but I had to travel somewhere because she must be waiting for me there ,I have to keep my promise and find her before I open my eyes again.
Life :
We never complete our dreams ,
And they left us stubborn every morning, without any delay.
But they teach us well.
There is so much to travel in life
before closing your eyes.
Someday
my dreams will not die like dark,
on rising Sun "
- John.R
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