Dreams are a series of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations occurring involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep.
The content and purpose of dreams are not fully understood, though they have been a topic of speculation and interest throughout recorded history. The scientific study of dreams is known as oneirology.
I am at the office in the middle of a serious discussion and I am pulled out of it and made an offer of a revision in my pay... I am given the option of choosing between a fixed salary OR a salary with a variable component - the variability that is determined based on how many successful projects that I can deliver.
The very next second I am discussing with a few team members in the stairways of some old building
The very next moment I am in an old fashioned bus or train with a few of my team mates discussing about some real estate
Completely absurd and totally disconnected between each sequence but I never felt the difference during such jumps within the dream. Maybe the brain is not fully functional while we are asleep and that is the reason why it fails to notice such discrepancies? Or is the brain super active by creating a dream and also making you believe it to be real? Wish I knew...
The entire team at work is in the meeting room. Senior management is there too... The team is unhappy about one specific person who failed to communicate properly about her exit criteria and caused a few people to work on a Saturday.
As the argument about this proceeds at one point in time the senior management people get at a few members of my team. I defend and clearly explain the problem and why the team got pissed off... Also I put an end to this by making some goofy remarks and lighten the moment.
I wake up to a busy Monday... I already know that I have much more to do than just handle a meeting.
Teeth falling out of their mouth... This seems to be a very common dream among women. I wouldn't have believed it until TWO women I know told me an exact description of such a dream they had had.
I was truly surprised and read about it on the internet again. There are a myriad reasons and interpretations given while nothing much really makes sense. And of course nothing could clearly tell why such a dream would not be part of a man's dream.
Almost all articles that I read had the following listed as interpretations of such a dream(in the order of popularity):
1. Shows the woman is going through a transition in her life
2. Anxiety due to imbalances in life
3. Unable to deal with the fact that you are getting older.
4. Then there are some random myths about some ill luck, bad omen yada yada yada.
I am really not interested or intrigued about the luck, charm or omen that people claim dreams bring about because of two reasons:
1. It is not something that I have seen happen in real life and even if it did, no one would be able to relate it with a dream because the stretch of time it takes would be huge unlike how they show it in movies...
2. I strongly believe that dreams are more of an extension of what your mind is put to think of... what you are currently experiencing... with a dab of past life moments slapped on it...
Given what I believe, I can only conclude that the human mind is capable of putting up some symbols, pictures and sequences when it is in a particular state. That explains the commonality. But still it does not explain why it is widely a common dream ONLY among women.
Men have the same anxiety, ageing issues, insecurity, imbalances and even teeth issues. I take myself as an example of how I hate visiting a dentist but at the same time worry about having healthy teeth.
Maybe the mind of a man and the mind of a woman also have their own differences. That is a bigger research that I don't think anyone could fathom. Not seriously but just for my amusement I try to record my own dreams just for me to recall at a later stage and possibly see a pattern with what I was going through in my life...
But coming back to the 'teething' issue... I think that if you come to know of someone who has such dreams and if they are close to you, just ensure you keep them happy and be more supportive... That is what sounds about right.
I am riding a bike up and down an insanely steep bridge... I am not wearing a helmet, a loose shirt flapping hard in the wind. I am jubilant. I have just completed my 12th half yearly exams... and I am super confident about the results since I have done so well. Especially the one I did today - Maths - I am sure I am getting a straight hundred. I know it.
By the way, I see that the bridge I rode down joins Kirby Drive, where I stay. I turn left and head towards my hotel basking in the thoughts of what all I should do on the day they announce the results and wake up to a confident day...
Wish I dream more like this...gives me an unexplainable sense of strength and the happy feeling seems to continue to the rest of my day.
My sister buys me a new Honda City car. I am so excited and when I go out to see it it is one of those airport scooter... I get into a rage and scream at her... My sister shouts back at me arguing that airport scooter is indeed a Honda City!
At work, there was this project for which I was designing the database. I was continuously engaged in meetings and discussions about this requirement. Things are so well timed in life that I also happened to have agreed to paint the windows at home after work. After coming back from work I have exactly 30 minutes to relax and immediately after that I have to start with the painting. There were totally 11 HUGE windows to paint - all in 5 days.
I took it up as a challenge - only because I actually enjoy painting. So after painting for over 4 hours each night, I hit the sack way past midnight. Given my insomniac reputation, that was fine.
But just as my body tires a bit more than usual, my dreams get fuzzy. Work and home get mixed up...
I am struggling to find out a solution to store data about windows in two tables. I am writing SQL queries to fetch records from a table that stores data about windows and paint and when I join with the windows details table it gets messy.
I decide to start over again. I am scribbling in my notepad and scratching them off instantly. This goes on and on despite my Mom's belligerent efforts to wake me up from my mumbling sleep. I yelled at her and asked her not to disturb me as I am trying hard to fix this serious issue at work. She knew it was my usual sleep talk and gibberish and left me alone. It took me probably an hour to snap out of this infinite loop and wake up to reality.
These darn dreams are so real that they cook up your brains right in the morning!
It was a party. A dimly lit hall, lot of people, lot of noise. I walked in trying to locate someone I knew. At a corner beside some tables, I found a few of my schoolmates. They were talking and giggling. All I could hear was some mumbling noise amidst all the loud music. They waved at me and called out to the rest of the people announcing my arrival.
The guys behind them turned around and came towards me smiling. These were guys from my college. There is no way these guys could have known my friends from school. But somehow they spoke as if they knew each other for years. It never appeared strange to me at that point. No questions came up in my mind at all. What party was this? Why was I here? Why were these guys here? Nothing. It all appeared normal.
I somehow happened to have a drink in my hand suddenly. I took a sip and spilt a bit. That is when I looked down and realized that I WAS WEARING NO TROUSERS! What the …?
How come no one noticed, or were they all actually laughing at me? Why is this happening to me? How can I ever forget to wear my pants? I stood there with my stomach twisted in embarrassment. I felt so hollow, I could have been knocked over by a feather.
I felt like running away from there but I was unable to move myself. My legs went numb and I struggled to move but kept trying harder and harder to find myself waking up from a terribly embarrassing dream.
It is difficult to explain the sense of relief when I realized that this was all an illusion up in my head. This is just one among the many strange dreams I have had.
I think I am an insomniac. At least I can say that I struggle from a sleeping disorder. I simply cannot put myself to sleep. I read books, watch movies, listen to music but nothing makes me fall asleep.
Even when I do fall asleep occassionaly (maybe after a week or two), I sleep verly light and will be loaded with dreams.
I have been like this for the past 4 or 5 years. Maybe the nature of my work and my tendency to stay awake late for various reasons, made me like this. But one thing I noticed over these years - I was able to clearly recollect almost ALL the dreams I have had.
Dreams are so mysterious, psychological and has always been a topic of interest among my group of friends. But during a tea time banter, my friends mentioned that none of them could ever actually recall their dreams as much as I say I do.
That along with another reason triggered this interest in me. Why not write about these dreams and keep that as a record. The other reason I mentioned was this - there were so many instances of déjà vu - which would be so real that I would be baffled for a few seconds wondering if I had ever dreamt of this particular situation.
So here I am starting this blog to record my dream recalls as a ready reckoning for myself and as an open book for the rest of the world's amusement.
I think I am an insomniac. At least I can say that I struggle from a sleeping disorder.
But since I possess this ability to clearly recall almost all of my dreams, I devote this blog to record my dream recalls as a ready reckoning for myself and as an open book for the rest of the world's amusement.