I could not reply to you earlier on as I dozed off out of weariness. However, I wonder was it tiresome or was it a dream that called me. I had a strange dream,shefali. I dreamt on our mates and Sur and Purvi who were invited to dinner at a stranger's place. I wonder who the guy is but I dreamt of fighting with him in the dream of leaving my mails unreplied.
He was a tall fair guy with brown intense eyes and in the dream,it was that we knew each other for ages and I confessed to him that I loved him and he never replied to me.
''Strange,nah?'' Anyway the dream was so beautiful though that I thought to share it with you, get ready,Shefu, to bear my mail which seems to be never ending. I want to create the atmosphere for you to get the writings to you in a filmy thrill.
Check this song which I am pretty sure will go with my dream with the ajnabee
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The dream started where I went to that handsome man's place which by the way resembles a lot the old mansion we used to admire on our way to ''The rocking waves''. I was invited to dinner at his place and in the dream, other guests were Sanchit, Romit , Nikhil and Salil. Chikoo is such a loser that he does not even worth my dreamđ. Like you know, whenever I went to a guest, I like to go for a help to the kitchen and surprisingly, Sur and Purvi were there. They introduced to the mansion lady who was their colleagues as well and said to me that his son has invited his friends to diner, they are here for a helping hand to her. I answered to her that Arjun (Shef,I wonder where the name comes from, I never ever meet a guy of Arjun's name,I am finding this so entertaining) and others are my mates of the university days. (Uhhh,shef, I am racking my mind, I am sure I did not know any Arjun then as well, but Sanchit, Romit NIkhil and Salil were my good friends those time with whom I am still in touch whenever I am free from my work.
However, the strange thing in the dream was that I was desparate to talk with 'Arjun' and I excused myself from others asking them whether I can take my best buddy for a while from them, we need to catch up on a lot of stuff. (Luckily, Siddhart was not in the dream to fight that he is the one who I made him thought that I am his buddyđ,you know he is a nice guy) Others were pretty fine with it and Arjun brought me in his room where I saw all the mails that I was waiting a reply to all glued in the beige wall of his room and what striked me was the confession letter I had to him, about I will not leave his side but he must not crush his feelings either. I could see in the hardcopy version, he wrote that he is in love too.
Nonetheless,it appeared that I took it as he loved someone else and I assumed that he took my mails as a medium of confession to him. Gosh, Shefali, the pain I felt, I am still feeling it, can you believe that?l was going crazy in his silence here as well and it was me who kept talking to him, It was me who kept telling ''I can see yo uhave moved on and I am kewl with it'' and i actually asked him whether we can go for a long drive, I need to get all of this in good terms in my mind.'' We went out before the dinner party.
Guess, what shefali, Oh yeah I dreamt of my beautiful red dreamy mini cooper which was his car and we went for the drive in it, Strangely enough, we were both passionates of fast car. When I asked him where are we going he replied to me wherever the wind takes us. At last I could hear him mumbling, I said and smiled to my victory. Yehhh, he said something, Shefali, his voice was so sweet that I am still feeling the rhythm of his voiceđ
Even in my dream I was the chatterbox that continued to make me supposedly to appear ultra cool of I am so happy he has moved on, that was what we both were looking, the happiness of each other and I added that now when he has moved on, I just texted the positive reply from me to the man my parents looked for me and added to be a blind consentment. He looked at me,his eyes were so intense and blurred. He did not say anything either.
I wonder if in the dream I was bitchy because I felt so tired that I asked him whether I can kept my head in his shoulders. He stretched his arms and let me lied down. The calm and sweet I felt here was something I never experience from real. It was like I wanted him for eternity, it was like we were the lovers who lived in Odyssey of love. I could felt his glance to me and felt his breath within my hair (Gosh such a hottie and that too it was a dream đ Shef,damned me)
We finally stopped at the ''rocking waves'', where automatically, both of us held each other's hand and admired those waves crashing in the stones. I love this place but I felt that I loved it more being him with my side and slowly I turned to look at him. He was looking at me, with a soul that wants to communicate something to me but is helpless and I could see his hungry eyes for me. I was not less either, I really wanted to kiss him and to keep the time like this forever,in each other's arms and like what you said ''ek pal ki zindagi, ek dil ke duniya.'' We hugged each other in our blurry eyes and still he was silent so was I. For the first time,I felt so complete and felt that I might act on impulsiveness on the blind consentment of the other guy.
We were so immersed in each other that we forgot the motion of time, it felt like ''this is it.'' Yet it was me who broke that moment by reminding that others are waiting for us for dinner. He kept gazing at me and gave me one of the killing eye blink. We returned to the mansion with a slower speed because it seemed that both of us wanted to capture that moment as everlasting, he held my hand and his fingers caressing my palms that made me wanting to move closer to him, but I could not as the seat did not let me.We reached home and we dined in silence gazed but at the table I could saw him breaking into smiles to me that made me eye blinks to his dimples. He went to drop me home that interestingly is my real home address, I waited for a farewell note from him but instead he just went straight,without even a ''good bye'', that left me wonder whether did he look at me from his car mirror or really,what was all of this about?
Thank God for the my alarms that I never heard when I opened my eyes, it was 11 in the morning and I was superlate to work, so I took a day off, I am going for some bus rides but before thought to drop you a mail, I definitely to see some good things for me to be able to get this strange dream out of my head.
See you soon,
Arohi
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