The Battleship of Dreams...

They say it's the game of life played by your sub-conscious mind. Some "experts" say dreams occur depending on your thoughts or experiences during the day. But did you notice that sometimes there are dreams that has nothing to do with the going-ons in your real life. And at certain times the dreams are predictions on what will happen, thus you call it "deja vu". I am no expert in what your mind does to your thoughts, nor am i a seer that can make a theory that dreams are clues to the future. But lately, weirdly I keep having dreams of the same people over and over again. And though people establish dreams being the indicator of a good sleep, my dreams are tiring. They drain out my energy and the thought of how they affect my rate of heartbeat just drives me crazy.

Once I closed my eyes and saw a glimpse of my hand decorated in red henna, and a golden ring wrapped around my ring finger. It was so intense i could actually feel the gloominess of that (supposed to be happy) day. I was tied to someone I didn't love and i felt the need to escape. The same day I found out the man i did love was married to someone else. I went on a cruise to run away from the ceremony. Having escaped from that sad destiny i suddenly found out I was on a battleship and I was ready for   a war. I knew I was going to die that day. But it was something I had to do, and I didn't care being alive or dead. Heavy heart I fought the battle, ready to sleep my final sleep.

Epic, no? In a scene where I was left ignored by my friends, broken hearted watching my best friend with him, I walked in a mall, the one I always had the same dream about even in my childhood days. I met an old Indian man, his name was Mr Rayhan or something. He said I was never to worry walking alone and getting lost, it's life. He gave me his number, said it's always good to know company if i ever needed one. . I realized i had switched off my phone, sulked by what I had seen. And when I turned it on, expected a few missed calls, my friends didn't call to ask me where I was. I just kept walking around, behind ancient buildings and locked gates. Lost. Confused. A complete blur, I woke up actually feeling the pain of a broken heart. I was angry for a moment. Until I realize having my eyes opened, it ended the confusing adventure.

It's not a thing you can control. Some just make you wake up with a smile, sowing hopes and planting possibilities. Some just make you realize some painful facts of life giving you hints of what to expect in reality.

There are dreams I can't even remember, but life experiences showers me with feelings of "oh this happened before". I'm sure it happens to everyone once in a while. And here we are still confused of what dreams actually are. A hint of reality? or just a game your mind plays with your heart?