Thursday, August 18, 2011

Sue You 6 O'Clock !

It was Dusk around 5.30 to 6 pm,a cloudy eve when i was called by the cops.I must have been tired slept a couple of hours after a 2 days of tiring work.what this time ? ,i thought.

What could have happened today ?why do they call me at this time? was it for what i think it is for? How did they knew about it? With all sorts of questions racing in my mind i reached the place i was asked to report.

There i met my friend Mr.X and other two companions of him.One was bald with a round specs and was in mid-thirties and the other was little younger. I thought how where they involved into this.Greeting mr.X i started walking along the street along with the three.The cops had already reached the area and had been expecting me already.They were in Mufti.it was very usual we knew each-other very well.

Thinking hard to remember it, i started walking down the road.Nothing seemed suspicious.As i Kept Walking Suddenly Things started looking familiar.I Said "This is the road,.....It must be this Right" .I prayed god why do i remember this.yes! it was the road i saw. I told Mr.X ,i don't really remember whether i read it before or was it in my dream. We kept walking into the right with the cops following behind.By then i remembered yes it was my dream or else i couldn't have seen the building.I stood dead in front of the building ,it was busy ,i could spot a few of them from the good gang.No one knew it was going to happen today.It was that same night.

Suddenly everything seemed to be happening at present.Me and my friend had come for a hangout or something where we had met these two guys.i.e,His companions.we entered the gate into the empty ground with trees and some cars parked at the corner.it led to the building.Now i saw the other 4 guys of the good gang even before the first two playing there.This building must be a very old museum or a science Laboratory.Then i also saw the young couples entering the campus.They were dressed the same way i saw.OH my God!! this is happening.

There were somebody yet to enter the scene.They were the real game players.I heard the sound of a old van arriving.was it them ? my Arteries started pumping hard, i needed more oxygen.Yes it was them.They were around 4 to 5.Almost everyone of them dark.And they started walking into the campus.They were the BAD GANG.The first 2 guys of the bad gang one with a curly hair and a scary eyes.watching nothing but staring right into my eyes walked past me.It was like him challenging me "Stop it if you Could " but i knew it was gonna happen but was left with no clue how it began.

I tried to convey it to Mr.X taking him aside when i saw 2 dumb guys from the bad gang following us back closely as if they would enter their heads in between my lips and his ears.I watched them and was shocked.then one of them tried to pretend as if they wanted to take a snap with us.We co-operated .I thought this snap would help me to spot them.How Dumb can they be.

Clues i remembered Level-2:in my Dream

#1. There was a path leading to the back and side of the building where everything seemed rustling with leaves all over probably a swampy road.in which stood a dirty vehicle parked for a very long time with no tyres.hearing a crowd of people talking while they were playing cards sitting in a round table like a get together.i watched them hiding behind the vehicle.one among them was a complete stranger rather i would say a foreigner.

#2. I was somewhere in the second floor of the building i was being played pranks by my old school friends.which was getting nasty.

Level-1:Dream

Now the Bad Gang had formed a row walking around that particular 1 from the good gang.I knew that Horrifying thing that was about to happen.I remember there were some 5-6 deaths with other left badly hurt.most of them from the good gang.This was not quite often i witness in my dreams.I started sweating my heart pumped even more harder.My mouth was dry,i needed some water,I gasped.. Mr.X tapped me on my shoulders ........Zzzuk ! i woke up.

I would be late for my work- it was 6 O'clock !!

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

The Slap

This guy whom i was once afraid off !!..I wasn't really afraid ,but kinda dared not to face him. To everyone he is a pain in the ____ !!

Was pulling me for something which i intended not to participate.i guess it was a bully on someone.
i said
" no am not into this ".
" u have to come,am not leaving you".
Pulling my hand he tried to drag me into this crap

" I wouldn't be like before ,let me alone "i said,
"Am not letting you go " he bugged.

" I Wouldn't be nice on you the next time "i warned.
he just kept pulling me ,like a donkey's bite on a man's robe who tried to run away.

That is where i just gave him a Powerful SLAP..just one slap,that defined it all..

i said " Am not the same Thanish anymore "

I woke up !

Next time Spare my dreams Mr.S ;)

Monday, August 8, 2011

Am Hungry !

Am hungry !!.. hungry for that something.
Just like everyone else at every certain part of their lives are hungry for something.I wish this hunger i have got now persists till i reap my feast.I wish at-least this hunger ties me hard on the cart,hard enough i don't loose the track till i win my race.

I feel funny every time my hunger strikes ,i remember i had the same feeling earlier,even once before it,or maybe even twice.My blood had boiled the same way before but, how long did i hanged to it ? Did i really feel i could do it ? Did i gave up? Will this be my last hunger? let this be. yes i believe this is it.

I still recollect this person say,after hearing what was my story and what am i gonna be.. said " Hmm..,poor u .,what else could a person from your origin be like". I had buried this within me.

I ignored him for the first time. but something kept reminding me about the words he said.since then those words intruded slowly into my skull and has rooted deep into my brain.Now I hear it often. what did this man mean.Ain't i capable ? why not me?

Am thankful for this man in my life.He had put a strong furnace burning in my heart.And one day am gonna meet this person to tell him those casual words of yours had chained me all over to this point.Am waiting for the day. yeah, am hungry for the day .





Friday, August 5, 2011

Am Thinking

I think ,i think and i think.
To spill whatever i think
voila..i have finally found a place where i could just spill it all.

My dad used to be a very good storyteller,he still does.He has tons of memories mixed up .he has got his own way of delivering it with nose,eyes,hands and legs at times even the heads change.Sorry dad "I spilled everything" .I believe now its my turn to carry on with this precious gift my family has got.As a matter of fact,my Aunt too has already started a book.

I get carried away from the content easily.You know what, i've started writing to overcome this.Inspired by my brother Moosa Khan who is one good writer.i still owe him a piece of comic strip for one of his short story.Oh my God!!!. i've forgot to tell you about me.

In a word ,am a "DREAMER" yeah,i am.Just in the way like our Ex-President Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam quotes "Great dreams of great dreamers are always transcended". Like every single being i too have bags of dreams.here comes the interesting part.

I almost remember at-least 5 dreams in a week,at times even day dreams.I've even tried sketching out my dreams as soon the sun peeped my windows. Ahh, by now you would be wondering what does this guy really do for living!.Am a Professional Animator.Now i've got the tool to visualize my imaginations.I boast a bit on this,cause you know how u feel when they say he is creative.People Watching,Behavioral studies,gesture studies are certain things am professionally interested in. Swimming,Driving,Badminton,Football,Movies,Patriotism,Life Science,Art of Dressing are some of my interests.Above all i am a good entertainer.Okay,i'll drop it here.You will know more about me once you start following my blog.

Am thinking to improve writing,hoping all of you my loved ones would help me out.I'm planning to narrate all my dreams,instant Thoughts on my visuals and my views,Own stories sometimes..and...am thinking...thinking and thinking...What am i going to spill down all of the time !!