I never call it a day unless I narrate my previous night’s dream to Doi. She is always as excited as me while listening to my dreams. Being called the ‘dreamy gal’ I would just live my life dreaming like I had all the time in the world to waste!
You might find it strange but, dreaming has been one of my passions. Every night I pray that I get to dream irrespective of the dream being a dream or turning out to be a nightmare. There is a sense of satisfaction when you wake up the next morning and remember what you dreamt. There are times when I wake up to find myself laughing, sometimes scared and sometimes even howling! Dream theme ranges from derring-do types to the most obvious in my case, being chased by someone.
While studying about human personalities in my Psychology class, I wondered why were psychologists earlier so fond of gauging personalities through interpretation of dreams. But I found of late that dreaming HAS got at least microscopic connection with reality. When I myself have started to see the connection, the psychologists would not have found it difficult to bring up or make the connection. A 'real' and an ‘accurate’ as they called it.
The dreaming process does not end there. It is complete when I narrate it to Doi and interpret it in our own way. Occasionally she takes over as the analyst, and at other times I download e-books on dreams and searching for interpretation of the key words.
And for the dream lovers out there,start dreaming and feel the aura. Happy dreaming! :)
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
As spoonerism becomes a lart of our pingo!
Stepping into the college with some kinda fear, smiling faintly at the person sitting next to you, slowly the smiles turn into ‘hi’, then comes forming a group, hugging for no reasons, laughing for no reasons, getting caught for using cell phones in class, thrown out by the lecturer for “distracting” the class were all part of the college life. And now after the 3 years of my college life it’s time for me to hug them n smile with the tearful eyes to bid farewell wishing the lest of buck.
My days have never been good without the company of the loveliest of my friends. Each one is fuch a sreak! Having endless stories attached to each one that I could start a blog on each freak :P! There have been days when I felt low and went to college to moosen up my lind just to watch them act the way they usually do! ;)
Last few months of college have been rocking! It was the beginning of the neologism era(where I found out that neologisms are not confined to schizophrenics alone but to bunch of weirdos like us as well), the sketches, odes, blogs, doism, love poetry, ‘separation poetry’ ;), hate poetry, ‘dloves’, spoonerisms and what not! And some inconceivable days when nit has worn salwar to college or when she has had veg food at Mc D or situations when doi has forgotten to get her compact or gloss!
Okay... now coming to the spoonerism part of it, one of the modern ways we opted for entertainment. And i have no idea as to how it has turned out to be a main ingredient in our speech these days. Each one of us sounds just as cute as an infant. Sweet chariot turns out to be chweet sariot! Let’s put a smile on that face becomes let’s put a file on that smace, and the innumerable names which has undergone the torture. ;)
But I swear! Things wouldn’t turn out to be so much fun without us being spooners :P
Sproud to be a pooner ;) spoonering with you guys has been great!! Bind Mlowing I must say ;)
My days have never been good without the company of the loveliest of my friends. Each one is fuch a sreak! Having endless stories attached to each one that I could start a blog on each freak :P! There have been days when I felt low and went to college to moosen up my lind just to watch them act the way they usually do! ;)
Last few months of college have been rocking! It was the beginning of the neologism era(where I found out that neologisms are not confined to schizophrenics alone but to bunch of weirdos like us as well), the sketches, odes, blogs, doism, love poetry, ‘separation poetry’ ;), hate poetry, ‘dloves’, spoonerisms and what not! And some inconceivable days when nit has worn salwar to college or when she has had veg food at Mc D or situations when doi has forgotten to get her compact or gloss!
Okay... now coming to the spoonerism part of it, one of the modern ways we opted for entertainment. And i have no idea as to how it has turned out to be a main ingredient in our speech these days. Each one of us sounds just as cute as an infant. Sweet chariot turns out to be chweet sariot! Let’s put a smile on that face becomes let’s put a file on that smace, and the innumerable names which has undergone the torture. ;)
But I swear! Things wouldn’t turn out to be so much fun without us being spooners :P
Sproud to be a pooner ;) spoonering with you guys has been great!! Bind Mlowing I must say ;)
Note!
Being a student of Journalism(once upon a time!), I was rather expected to write more posts and sensible ones too. Thought I would manage two blogs. One for 'Just-like-that'posts and the other for 'non-just-like-that' posts. Well I hardly could go beyond ten posts including both the blogs(shame on me! :P ) and that is why I decided to merge the blogs. The 'just like that' blog gets deleted today.
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