dreams

How many times has it been that you have sat down to think of everything that is happening to you. The things that have fading away in past and the eluding dreams you want to hold on to, which might never come true. This portion of literary labour would be aspiring to apprise ourselves of our dreams and their need. ‘We have them everyday’, you will say, ‘some are random or disturbing others just amusing or comforting’. Dreams come to you from the back of your mind, where we throw away all our memories forgotten for ever, discarded and dented. In those studios of utter chaos, the mind churns up images from your past mixes them with your present and presents before you the anachronistic views which many a times we mistake as the future. Have you ever had a dream which has come true? A déjà vu?. I have had that feeling many times of being here doing this knowing what will happen next. Many believe in the power of mind to be capable of such feats. I believe the mind to be the magician who bluffs you off your own beliefs. He can play tricks. Please don’t mind me pronouncing the brain as ‘he’, my clarifications are that my reference to the brain here is mine own and having a female version of the same inside me would make me uncomfortable to an extent. So he can be elusive at times playing practical jokes on you. Appall your senses when the ordinary is nothing to be mesmerized about. You don’t have to be dead drunk to fooled, thou small quantities of the worldly hallucinating pleasures might give this trickster a bigger stage and an astounding larger than life presence.

You must be thinking where my argument is taking you. It is not to make you believe that your own mind is instigating against you. Nor do I want to prove that déjà vu do occur. I just want to place one question in your head. Why do we dream? The scientific explanation is that the body rests but the brain keeps on playing, the child loves to play in the sand when mommy sleeps and in there he finds astonishing facts, clarity horrors. He picks these up and sprinkles them on his mommy while she sleeps so that she can feel the same. Please spare me the questions about if mommy is dreaming or not, or if the kid is from kindergarten or primary school. It’s a metaphor. The thinkers present an alternate view. They say that the brain is in meditation and while it is doing so it is moving through past present and future. Like an antivirus scanning for boot errors? Confused and dejected I asked the most intelligent comrade of mine, he has the knowledge of tens of thousands of books. Wiki as he is called told me a lot about dreams. He said that dreams are sequence images, sounds and feelings experienced while sleeping, strongly associated with rapid eye movement sleep. The contents and biological purposes of dreams are not fully understood, though they have been a topic of speculation and interest throughout recorded history. Still not satisfied I enquired why people dream, he said “Dreams allow the repressed parts of the mind to be satisfied through fantasy while keeping the conscious mind from thoughts that would suddenly cause one to awaken from shock”. Confused I always am I think dreams are parts of us which we cannot understand. Be it going to the moon and cloning a sheep man has achieved great feats but I would stand up and applaud the study which will unearth what is undreamt of. Explain dreams as they are…