*sweet dreams*

* sweet dreams *

I feel it's a misnomer. Dreams are not always sweet. They are more like our movies. Any kind of genre is possible,not sweet always . It's hypothetical to have pleasant heavenly dreams everyday.

We all have that one particular favourite dream .Wherein we are happier, liberated,soulful and at peace. We can relate to that dream, we can work towards it or try to recollect it whenever we want.
On the flip side , we have that horror nightmare which makes us low,which always disturbs us.

Dreams have neither form nor authority. They are inside our mind. Or we are outside ,from our mind when we dream.What if dreams are the real us? Every night , we embark into a journey whole heartedly.  Our formed existence is subjected to question by our dream . It maybe horrific, romantic ,adventurous, exciting ,fearful, torturous,abusive,soulful,lovable, hatred or any other human emotion. Dreams are our cup of tea filled with a dose of our own emotive drug.

Our day decides the dream or our dream decides the day.

We live in a world which imagines dream to be a subconscious event inside the mind. We go to sleep everyday to experience ,feel and love the real us. We live a complete unaccountable life when we dream.
Dreams make everything seem possible. We are more scared than how we are during the day. We run more faster . We become more monstrous. We beg for help. We cry harder. We long for that one second to happen in real life. We want us to be awaken by someone to stop the dream. We cease to exist in physical form and exist only as a fluid in dream state. We can travel back in time. We can overtake light. Everything can be made simple and feasible. Our consciousness gets unlocked and diffuses into infinite space . We seem out of control. We defy the laws of nature, break the rules of logic, we are unanswerable to anything and anyone.

Interpretation of dreams are very mythologically cultivated. Beyond the argument of existence of God, dreams are a proof that we are not actually who perceive ourselves as and our mind can go beyond the borders made out by the conscious us.

We rarely wake up feeling exhausted and fed up with the dreams. We feel tired and don't carry us along well for the whole day . We wait for the next good dream to bring us back to routine.

But that's where we fail . Dreams shatter our inbuilt flow of thought process. It's like ripples to the normal flowing stream. It disturbs the dimensions of reality. We can either acknowledge it or forget it but never be able to ignore it. For it influences the memory of our soul and not just our mind !