Dream came true

The day has finally arrived. He has returned from abroad after many years of working hard in China, India and Japan. Will he be staying for good this time? Has he given up on us?

He had invited me to a mystery place for a surprise. Excited, I made my way to the place he had indicated on a handdrawn map. It is a building still under construction. The entire building is accessible; the walls and stairways are plain concrete; there were no handle bars along the stairways.

A young man in a black suit was waiting paitently at the entrance of the unfinished building. When his eyes met mine, he took a few brisk steps towards me and held me in his arms. I've missed his embrace, his warmth, his strength, his love. He took my hands and led me towards the basement. Slowly and carefully, I followed him down a stairway with no handle bars. If he had let go of my hands, I would not have been too afraid to take another step.

My dreams are mostly weird, here comes the strange part : The basement is a fully furnished and well renovated foodcourt. His hand tighten around mine, I could feel his excitement. I must have seem silly because I was grinning and I could not wipe that smile off my face. On one of the tables, was a feast of my favourite dishes he had prepared personally. His culinery skills had improved tremendously, I guess practice do make perfect.

He had attained his first goal in life : career. This tastefully done (pardon the pun) foodcourt is the fruit of his labour. The best food will be served here; the best memories will be created for patrons; the first of a chain of the new-technology foodcourt.

I would have attained my goal in life : love. We've stood the test of time. We still love each other deeply after the many years apart. I've found the one, my only one.

Rose's wedding

Rose is getting married and had invited me to help co-ordinate the wedding. I was thrilled but at the same time, I was afraid that I would mess it up.

When I arrived at the hotel where the wedding is to take place, some of the guests had already arrived. Most of the guests are standing around, not knowing what to do, therefore I sat them down and have them introduce themselves. I was determined to make this wedding fun for everyone, not just memorable for the newly-wed.

Rose was beautiful in her white gown, though the groom is no where to be seen.

While I was looking for some props to entertain my new friends, the guest started to move outside the building. Curious, I followed them. To my surprise, there is a big tent in the middle of the open field and it is crowded with people. In the middle of the crowded tent, a wrestling ring had been set up. Two fat man with red underwear were circling the ring, showing the crowd their "muscles".

To be continued......

Giant Bees

We are a civilization who had built our city inside a mountain. The core of the mountain is where our elevator is. The lower floors are the living quarters (the residential area). The upper floors are the offices, shopping areas, restaurants,etc. The most popular restaurant is “THE VIEW”, it is a restaurant built on the side of the mountain. It has half the restaurant suspended in mid air, with a breath-taking view of the surrounding. During the day, my friends and I like to go to “THE VIEW” for tea. This is the only place in our city where we could bask in the warmth of the sun.

It was a beautiful sunny Saturday. We’ve arranged to have tea at our usual hangout. I’ve met Maridith earlier at my quarters and we were to meet Olivia at the restaurant. As we make our way there, we were laughing and chatting loudly. When the elevator reached our destination level, Olivia turned to face us as she heard the commotion.

We could see the bright blue sky from where we were standing. Olivia smiled when she saw us. We were smiling at her too. But soon, we turned our focus towards a black dot in the distance sky. The black dot quickly became black dots, and they are growing bigger. In the mean time, we could hear some soft humming.

The outside world had became dangerous many years ago, therefore we had not seen any flying creatures in a long time. Curious, we moved towards the glass by the side of the mountain. Glazing intensely at the black dots. Fear started to creep into our hearts and our eyes widen when we could vaguely make out the shape. We rubbed our eyes, disbelieving what we have seen. They are huge bees and they are getting bigger as they get closer. I screamed and stumbled backwards.

My scream alerted everyone in the restaurant and had caused a panic. Some got out of their seats and ran towards the elevator. Olivia came over to help me get on my feet, but Maridith was too shocked to move.

The bees are now right outside the glass windows. They stared at us for a while before they started to bang the glass with their sting. The hair at the back of my neck was standing. I got a cold shiver, then I reached out and grab Olivia away from the glass. Before I could call out for Maridith to follow, the glass started to crack. I panicked and ran.

When I reached the elevator, I realized that Maridith did not follow. She was using her handbag to hit the intruders as they tried to squeeze their furry head through the broken windows. Tears filled my eyes. I am too scared to go help her. I ran into the elevator and I could see the bees stinging her as the doors closed.

I’ve left her behind. I am a coward.

Unable to see the light

Huge swimming complex buzzling with people. Kids jumping into the play pools. I stand under the scorching sun, watching the people, admiring the water sparkled by the rays of the sun. Should I go for a swim?

My stern father was watching me from the shade. He is a rich and powerful man who doesn't have a lot of free time. Despite his busy schedule, he stopped by on his way to the airport. His assistant, my boyfriend turn up to remind him of his flight. As my father turned to walk towards the car already waiting at the car park, my boyfriend walked towards me. He managed to sneak me a bowl of dessert, a sweet soup he had prepared personally. His presence bring a smile to my face, the dessert bring a sense of warmth to my heart.

No one knows that he and I are having a relationship. We had to keep everyone in the dark, especially my father. He said that bringing our relationship to light will only hinder his career, so we kept it a secret.

Huge Locker Room

Feeling tired after a long day, I was walking to a new swimming complex. It is situated within walking distance from my home (dream home, not real home). One of 2 swimming pools had sparkling blue water indicating depth; while the other was crowded with many people.

I had in my hands, goggles with the lastest inter-changeable lenses (not sure if this really exist!) and was deciding which lens to use. Should I use the dark, clear or blue lenses? Hmmmm..... As the sky was starting to lose light, I decided to use the clear lenses.

First thing's first, I need to change into my swimsuit. With the goggles in one hand and the black one-piece swimsuit in the other, I walked leisurely towards the changing room.

The door to the ladies locker room opened to a winding doorway and several doors. I pushed open one of the door and saw a narrow downward sloping road to what seemed like a busy street. There were many pedestirians and triple-decker luxurious buses. The road was dirty and wet. It didn't occured to me how strange all these are, but I just closed the door.

I tried the next door, there stood a naked woman showering with her back facing me, I closed the door queitly so she would not notice.

The next door I tried opened to a empty shower, but has another door opened on the opposite wall. Changing into my swim suit while trying to keep the 2 doors closed prove to quite a chore, but I managed to do it.

I left my things in a locker, and wear the key on a rubber band on my wrist.

I swam with such grace. I could feel the water rushing by me as I swim. I could feel the strength in my arms, the coolness of the water, and simple sense of relxation from the speed. It's as if I was being cleansed, not such my body, but my soul as well.

Married?

I've gone on an overseas trip for business, just reach home. Not at all tired, fresh as a budding flower. While I was axiously waiting for my husband to come home (Note : I'm still single), my mother-in-law came into our bedroom and demanded me to change the bed sheets with her.

Strangely, the bed is in the middle of the room, so we shifted it to one side of the room. This is the first time I've taken the time to look around the room. It is a classy room with built-in cupboards and italian furnishings. The bed just doesn't fit into any wall because it would means that some cupboards or furniture will be blocked. In the end, we decided to place the bed in front of the cupboard least used.

Throughout this dream, I felt an ache in my heart. I missed my husband very much.

My analysis of my inner self :
I have always had a problem with living with my in-laws, because I'm someone who treasures my own space. Does this dream means I'm ready to move on, that I'm willing to give up that freedom for family life? Or maybe it simply means that I just miss my man so much.

Heroine

Have you ever been in a robbery? I have, well at least in my dreams.....

In a small room with wooden walls, there is a bed, a desk and a key box (A box on the wall, we hang keys in it). A middle-aged lady was sitting on the bed beside me. We are both on standby in the midnight shift, we have our uniform hang on the hooks by the bed, waiting for our boss (the emperor...?) to call for us.

Three men in technician uniform entered the room after knocking on the door (the dream has no sound, but somehow I knew they knocked on the door). They claimed that they are from Maple (the name of the company has been changed to protect the innocents :P), that aroused my suspicion because I work for Maple but I have never seen these fellows before. I pretended to believe in them and told them that I had to go run some errands. They didn't stop me from leaving the building but I could sense that someone is following me.

I sms my boyfriend to meet me at a hotel. When we both get into the room, I wrote on a piece of paper "We are in trouble, don't say a word. Call the police after I've returned to the office"

Like in a movie, the scene switched to the robbery which is now is session. The men are carrying black guns (I'm not familiar with weapons, but they kinda look like rifles, the kind that could shoot many bullets, and no, they are not machine guns) and the people were gathered in a room. The robbers were standing around while the rest of the people were squatting. I was guided into the room when I returned to the building. The man who had been following me soon return and talked to leader, telling him that I did not do anything suspicious. Before they could finish their discussion, three police cars arrived and surrounded the building.

The police has save the day.

Scary Curry

I had been busy working recently and not have enough rest, therefore I fall alseep easily during bus rides. During one of such rides, I started to doze off and an image imerge in my mind :

There is a pot of bubbling liquid. A close-up of the pot makes it clear that it is curry. I took a ladle to stir the curry, and there something was bobbling up and down in the pot. When I use the ladle to take a closer look, it turned out to be a HUMAN HEAD. I could see the woman's face and long hair.

The shock was too much for me. I nearly let out a cry when I woke up.

My Analysis of my inner self :
I think that I feel so pressurised by my situation that I am starting to transform my frustration and stress into hatred for someone. This "someone" is women around me. I feel I'm competing with almost every woman around me because I would compare myself with them. If ladyA is successful in career and family life, I would ask myself why I am not able to do the same. If ladyB is gorgeous and popular, I would want to know why.

Bus Ride

Being punctual is important to me, but I'm constant late for appointments. When I was little, I used to be late for school. Now, I dream of being late for school every now and then. I have no idea where I was heading in this dream, but school is definitely not it.

A sbs-bus stops in front of me, I got up with a few other passengers. The bus is not crowded, there are a few empty seats to choose from. Slowly, I walked to the back of the bus and took the seat by the window.

Looking out the window as the bus continue on it's pre-determined route, a sense of familiarity came over me. (I must admit that the places I see, does not make sense to me at all when I'm awake. There is no such place, at least not what I remembered) Next thing I know, the bus is filled to the brim. Instinctively, I reached for the bell. The bus slowed to a stop. When I stood up from my seat, I realised that it is too crowded for me to move an inch. A few passengers got off the bus, and it starts to move.

Too late! I've missed my stop. (It was important for me to drop at this bus-stop. I was gonna transfer to the MRT. The next bus-stop is rather far) The bus continued on, ignoring me. I got off at the next stop, spotting a MRT station. Not knowing where I am, I checked the route map. Wrong choice again! This is a LRT station, (Non-existing in real life) I would have to take the LRT to a MRT station which brings me further away from my destination. Before I bang my head on the wall, I've decided to take a bus back to the missed bus-stop.

I had to cross the street to take the bus. A craving for candy came over me, so I went to the 7-11 beside the bus-stop to grab some.

I woke up before the bus came.........

My analysis of my inner self:
It is important for me to be on time. A little perfectionist in me causes me to check my stuff again and again just before I leave home. But the forgetfulness in me almost always causes me to forget something :P. Therefore I am often late. My friends doesn't know that I actually feel really bad about it, because I always seem unapologetic, actually I didn't want myself to sink into the feeling of frustration about myself.
What I cannot show in public, seeps into my subconscious mind and become my dreams. I always felt nervous when I dream that I was gonna be late. Despite all my effort to make it in time in my dreams, I would almost always fail.

My Beloved

A few years ago, I woke up with tears in my eyes. I was crying in my sleep. Not just tears rolling down my cheeks, but the weeping kind of crying. I lyed there in bed, trying hard to remember my dream, as I've never felt such strong sense of sadness. I felt as if I've lost something really important, but I couldn't remember.

It took me a while before bits and pieces of the dream came back to me :

It was sunny day, and I was spending the day at home lazing around. A man walked up to me and talked to me. He was a familiar man, giving out an aura of peacefulness and calmness. He was my god-father. Talking slowly and caringly, like he always, with a smile on his face.

Then suddenly, something felt weird, a thought came to me. The man in front of me is not alive. He is not a man, more like a spirit. It was then, that I realised, my god-father had passed away. I started to cry, both in my sleep an in reality. Before long, I woke up.

No, I was not visited by the spirit of my god-father. He was well and alive then. He lived a few years more before he died while taking a shower at home. But that sadness was real... I've always knew that he had a special place in my heart, just never knew how special.

He knew me since I was a baby. Much of my childhood memories has something to do with him. When I recall the moments we had together, I couldn't help it but smile. For all the bad things that had ever happened to me, I was still glad that he was in my life.

Every evening he would whistle at the door to let us know that he is home. When I stay over during my holidays, I look forward to that whistle every day. Then I would rush to the door and jump into his arms. He would pick me up and talked to me in his usual calm and happy manner. We would have dinner together and he would carry me by the kitchen window to wait for the ice-cream man to come by.

I still think of him constantly. He has been the most important man in my life. I wish I could have a few more years with him; I wish I could have taken better care of him during his old days; I wish my future children could have a chance to know him; I wish........

Pragnant April

A pregnant girl (Let's call her April) is having labour pain, her water just broke. There is no one at home with her, she couldn't find anyone around to help her. Fear, Anxiety and Confusion filled the air.
Her god-mother arrived at the house to find her in a state of panic, comforted her and help send her to the hospital.
April gave birth to a beautiful, healthy baby (I couldn't tell if the baby was a girl or a boy).

Flashes of images :
- April's boyfriend (Let's call him Patrick) is holding a woman's hand, smiling.
- Patrick is at the Registrar of Marriage with a woman, they are getting married, happy.

Patrick is visiting April in the hospital ward, with a woman beside him. She is average looking, gentle lady. Without looking at the baby, Patrick is talking to April (This dream happened to be silent). April starts to cry as Patrick turns and walk away with the average looking lady.

Lost, Confused, Alone : intense feeling which stayed with me when I woke up from the dream.

Moral of the Dream :
I couldn't figure this one out. Could anyone help me with this?

My analysis of my inner-self:
I realised that, subconciously, I really missed my god-mother. I think I'll go visit her this weekend. After my beloved god-father passed away some years ago, she has lost some weight. She must be lonely too.

Selena Obsessed Man

A sofisticated man (let's call him Adam) would roam the streets looking for a good looking girl. When he find his target, he would talk to her and impress her with his knowledge and charm.

The girl (let's call her Candy) is thrilled when Adam told her that he would train her to be a charming lady. He would teach her to dress, walk, talk like a lady.

After numerous lessions, Candy has become prettier. She now knows how to put on make-up, pick the right dress. Feeling grateful, she tried to surprise Adam by dolling up. When Adam saw her, he mocked her, telling her it was ugly. Hurt, but Candy never stop trying, she keep changing herself to appeal to Adam. She is still trying........

Adam could never find Candy pretty. He liked her because she resembled Selena. Everything he taught her was to make her more n more like Selena.

Moral of the Dream :
When you try to be someone else's dream, your's will probably never come true.