Dreamland Movies (An old post)
I woke up very tired this morning. You would too, if you had a full length feature film as a dream. My dream movie was entitled "Runanubanda" (relationship thru debt). It was raining quite a bit throughout, an ex-colleague who recently got married was trying to reach me, and as I tried to call him, D was creating a din with DH refusing to look after her, and so she woke up a whole lot of napping ladies who were VERY cross with me, and the movie ended with SriVidya (a South Indian middle-aged actress) dancing in the rain VERY awkwardly with the hero and heroine!
OK, I do get the more mundane dreams like falling off a cliff, or trying to find something/someone, or just floating around like in a lava lamp.
However, the dreams produced by Dreamland Movies are the ones which are so vivid, in technicolor, with Dolby sound, complete with song and dance. Sometimes, I even wake up humming the tunes! The very first movie I "produced" under this banner was that of an evil chief minister, who was bald and wore his glasses backwards! I was trying to assassinate him, and of course, there was a song and dance about it.
I've had sequel dreams where I dreamt one part one night, and had part two showing a few nights later. I was running away in Part 1, and in part 2 I had morphed into my mother who was dressed in military fatigues, complete with gun. Some deep psychological stuff going on there, I'm sure!
The remakes are also a-plenty. One of my encore dreams is the one where I desperately need to catch a plane, and invariably my passport is missing, my baggage has disappeared, and the airport is so filled with such technno-funky hurdles that I have to glide, slide, stretch myself thin, hurl myself down a bottomless pit, get whirled around in a rotating thingummy - you get the picture - but finally, huffing and puffing, I do make it! Those dreams really get me exhausted, what with the Xtreme sports involved.
The tender ones leave me emotionally drained. I have so much of the agony and ecstasy going on, invariably ending in a cliff-hanger. Will or won't he kiss her? will they or won't they run away? Will the girl die or not? Will the guy walk again or not?
One other recurring theme is where I've dreamt that I awoke and was narrating the dream I had a few moments ago to someone else. Which is really very confusing, believe me! Especially when in the dream where I am narrating the earlier dream, I pinch myself to make sure I'm awake!
I've had dreams with really nasty ending (like getting eaten up by a monster, getting killed, or falling into the chasm we were crossing), which I have forcibly changed, while dreaming, to happy endings. It's almost like I've reshot the movie after the initial reviews panned the first ending!
Yawwn! I'm feeling so sleepy! I do hope the noon show is better than the lousy night show!
OK, I do get the more mundane dreams like falling off a cliff, or trying to find something/someone, or just floating around like in a lava lamp.
However, the dreams produced by Dreamland Movies are the ones which are so vivid, in technicolor, with Dolby sound, complete with song and dance. Sometimes, I even wake up humming the tunes! The very first movie I "produced" under this banner was that of an evil chief minister, who was bald and wore his glasses backwards! I was trying to assassinate him, and of course, there was a song and dance about it.
I've had sequel dreams where I dreamt one part one night, and had part two showing a few nights later. I was running away in Part 1, and in part 2 I had morphed into my mother who was dressed in military fatigues, complete with gun. Some deep psychological stuff going on there, I'm sure!
The remakes are also a-plenty. One of my encore dreams is the one where I desperately need to catch a plane, and invariably my passport is missing, my baggage has disappeared, and the airport is so filled with such technno-funky hurdles that I have to glide, slide, stretch myself thin, hurl myself down a bottomless pit, get whirled around in a rotating thingummy - you get the picture - but finally, huffing and puffing, I do make it! Those dreams really get me exhausted, what with the Xtreme sports involved.
The tender ones leave me emotionally drained. I have so much of the agony and ecstasy going on, invariably ending in a cliff-hanger. Will or won't he kiss her? will they or won't they run away? Will the girl die or not? Will the guy walk again or not?
One other recurring theme is where I've dreamt that I awoke and was narrating the dream I had a few moments ago to someone else. Which is really very confusing, believe me! Especially when in the dream where I am narrating the earlier dream, I pinch myself to make sure I'm awake!
I've had dreams with really nasty ending (like getting eaten up by a monster, getting killed, or falling into the chasm we were crossing), which I have forcibly changed, while dreaming, to happy endings. It's almost like I've reshot the movie after the initial reviews panned the first ending!
Yawwn! I'm feeling so sleepy! I do hope the noon show is better than the lousy night show!
posted by thoughtraker at 8:58 PM
1 Comments:
Hmm,colourful dreams,keep going, A HAPPY DIWALI TO U,HAVE FUN AND PLAY SAFE.
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