Dreams

It’s plain and simple – I love dreaming!

I am pretty darn sure that I have been blessed with the ability to have vivid dreams and to wake up the next day to actually remember them.

I dream about almost anything – about my home back in Nepal, my high school, my dogs (even those that are dead), about flying (those are the best), about work (oh never can get rid of those), about crazy monsters, witches and snakes. I guess that when I hit the sack and submerge myself deep into sleep, I become this version of Indiana jones meets Tomb Raider with a twist of Harry Potter, lord of the rings. So don’t get me wrong, I am not trying to brag or even trying to compare myself to that. I just feel happy knowing that before I go to sleep, I may just have the chance to have a mind blowing experience.

Okay so maybe to give you a sense of my weird mumbo jumbo I will tell you about my recent dream. Here goes….

I was living in an open space surrounded by a wood. I don’t think there were really any houses or anything, just a bunch of us living under the moon in a open field. We spent our day picking berries, flowers and letting the warmth of our sun engulf our body. Then one day as we lay looking at the blue sky, a cadillac pulled up and out stepped three buffed up men. They were speaking to each other in language that none of us knew. We did not approach them and allowed them to watch us, as we thought they would leave eventually. Then all of a sudden my body felt a jilt and I started to have an seizure of some sort. Then the three men started to run towards me screaming something in a different language. But for some reason I could understand what they were saying – “the beast is in her…we must suppress it”….I was bewildered what were they talking about and what should I now do. Next thing I know, I had rounded up all my family and friends and we started to go around in circle holding hands and chanting some random stuff. It was too much for me to contain, as it seemed all of them too had been bewitched. So I left the circle and ran towards the wood. From the three men one of them captured me and swung me over his shoulder. But he did not run back towards the car, he instead ran into the woods. He held his hand onto my forehead and whispered, “awaken, you have always been close to me”. No clue what he meant but I felt safe even though I was dangling around his body. Then out of nowhere two of the men were chasing us on dirt bikes and they managed to catch up with us. One of them locked eyes with the man that was carrying me and gave a evil grin, leaving him to drop me and bellow the most deafening roar ever. He crashed to the floor holding his head. It seemed like the other men had put some sort of spell on him making him feel like his head was about to explode. In that very moment, I got up from the ground and then faced the two men and said BRAND (which means burn in dutch). Their bodies started to rupture with molten lava like blood & flesh mixture. It was like they were a volcano erupting right before me. The other man lying on the ground had regained consciousness and he came towards me and took my hand into his. We watched the men turn into ashes and then I turned to the man and said – “I am hungry”….

And just like that I woke up feeling thrilled and invigorated!!! It took me a moment to think back on what I had dreamed of that could thus explain my elated heartbeat.

Dreams!! I just love them….they keep my imagination alive…well folks that was it! For me now its off to bed…lets hope that I will have another good one…sleep tight!

My Fiancé thinks I am a Junkie!

Yep that is right, my to be husband believes that I am a person who is on the pursuit of being on a perpetual high. Not drugs or any narcotic substances! If that were to be the case then this anecdote would be heading in a completely different direction or not or maybe I would just start talking gibberish.

To him, I am every bit unpredictable as a Junkie. Boiling it down, my fiancé thinks I am an emotional Junkie, who wants to score the Happiness pill and when I do not then all hell breaks loose. To him I can go through numerous emotions – Highs & lows over the course of a day.

And here I was, thinking I was an emotionally stable & mature sweetheart.

My fiancé is by far the most rational person I have ever met. Whose rationality sometimes (okay mostly) edges towards pure irritation (especially when I know I have lost an argument). I myself like to believe that I am equally rational & realistic about what is happening around me. But, here is where I get the reality check from my fiancé (let’s call him Señor Rational).

Here below are some situations and the reactions of us both as seen from his eyes:

These are just some normal events that occur in our lives and how we both go about it – in the eyes of Señor Rational. He is always calm & collected and I on the other hand am suffering from symptoms of a crazed Junkie.  So as you can see he clearly is to win the accolade for Most Rational Man of the year (ummm ya right..more like Mr. Exaggerator of the year).

I wonder if this is a man vs. woman belief or the fact that we are from two different cultures. Maybe age, self-awareness or ego. Who knows – all I can say is that if anyone were to ask us separately about the same situations as above we would probably both describe each other as the emotional junkie.

Truth be told, I have exaggerated a bit. And only because it is fun to make light of who we are and not to be taken seriously at all times. We are different and yet the same.

My fiancé may see me as a junkie riding on an emotional roller-coaster; but then again I do also see him as a “tyrant” who is hell bent on being rational and right. And that is what makes us perfect because we are not two peas in a pod! We are never on the same level of sanity, which makes everything we do a bit chaotic. One thing I guess we both are working on is the patience to tolerate each other. Okay just joking, we are not at that point just yet. Or at least I hope not, especially since in a couple of month we will be getting married.  Otherwise that would be an inspiring start to holy matrimony!

So coming from the emotional junkie – People be ALIVE!!

Who cares if you are seen as an emotional pendulum swaying from hot to cold?

Be passionate! About everything you do.

Be angry! Show them that you are to be feared when you disagree.

Be ecstatic! Love & Smile –happiness only makes you live longer.

Be sad! It will make you cherish what you have lost.

Be in denial or even lie! Not always of course, but it will help you learn more about who you are.

Be a drama queen! Well, what to say other than it is just damn fun!!

BUT just remember to coat it with your own form of Señor Rational – be it your friends, family, pets or even your own alter ego.

P.S. If you all do not hear from me in the coming days then you will know that I am being punished by my Señor Rational for labeling him as a tyrant. Help!!

Daily Prompt: Sad but True – I had written this piece over the weekend as my fiancé was complaining to me about being so volatile. At first, I was quite upset – criticism is always harsh. But then after reflecting on it I thought it is true as we all have flaws. So I thought I would flip it around and have a laugh instead! Nobody is perfect right?