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Dream Land ( Part 9 )

 


I just now felt as if a shockwave had entered my body and I was not liking it at all as it all started with a strange dream where I was simply out of control and that sense of right and wrong was also absent in such a scenario. I was completely off the chart and even so did not knew what to do.

 

 It is good that it was a nightmare and I woke up from it early as things could get messy if I slept a little more. This was an unexpected dream and the outcome was also pretty much bad here. I was thinking that whatever inside that dream was happening was like a real reflection or a real image of me portrayed in it.


I am thankful for the almighty that it has finally stopped as whatever was happening was not very appropriate and even though I was doing a very wrong kind of thing which I could have avoided anyway, I am neither the controller nor the moderator of my dreams. It was like a raging storm that I never want it to happen ever again in my life in a real sense.


 It was too taxing for me as it was consuming too much physical energy rather than mental energy. I cannot be very much expressive on this platform as there are certain rules that no matter what happens I have to follow. Please do not ask me what had happened in that nightmare as there are certain things that I want to keep to myself and at the same time I just want to get over with a photo lying on the table and it could be any table.


 It was one nightmare and I never want to make it appear in real life as I am quite stuck as to why it eventually happened in the first place.


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