Understand My Dreams

Dreams fat

I got a dream where viswanath, km and me were there. So we went to viswanath for some sort of class like he was teaching something. There was Divya beside me so I asked her if the pen was mine, she was so surprised and looking at me, I told her if it's yours let it be, check once and let me know if it's not just return to me. Later in the other scene there was one girl who was very fat so viswanath took her to by telling "tell me what happened that day clearly" (the girl was a abit frightened) along with viswanath km also went to my surprise. So I was writing some notes in my note book, to my utter surprise the book is English grammer and some theory which belongs to my mom, where I have written my name on it, but I observed it was scratched neatly. In the front page there was an old name some ancestral name starting with M. In the next scene, there was a nandini old friend of mine, where she was telling me km told me everything that you were abit upset that you didn't feel anything when you hugged him, I was just calm she informed me that like he told her if I could have shown her some feelings she may have felt that and he was upset about that. In the next scene, i saw a Muslim women down in the apartment where viswanath, girl, km and other man who went to talk to her, were about to return, i saw a scene where km was proposing that Muslim girl, like "why are torturing me, like he was telling her that he love her etc ., stuff I was very much surprised like he was some sort of forcing her and explaining her all kinds of details he was feeling about her. I saw all the stuff in that scene. I was in my home, the house was all empty, nobody was there with me.

I am in some place with my cousin, his wife and father. All of a sudden the attention is drawn to my left foot. There is a huge gaping wound. As if it was from self harm. But it was not from self harm. Two days ago, something fell on me, and i remember telling about it to my new aunt who lived in the house. It was as if she didn't believe me. When I try to tell my cousin's wife, that it was not self inflicted, I cannot recollect my aunt's name at all! And i cannot believe that i had simply let my wound open and unattended, despite being a doctor. My cousin finally takes his medical kit to staple my wound. He begins to clean it, asking how I have been. I ask if he's asking about my cough, he says yes. I say something about my cough, but before the wound could be stapled, I woke up.

<< Previous Page 4 Next Page >>