What a dream!!

I feel that what's true about dreams is that you have a nice one when you sleep at the most unexpected hour. I had an aWsome dream on sunday morning (well, it was 1'o clock but I hadn't had lunch so it was morning for me). I was reading a novel when I fell asleep on hostel reading room couch (Yes, the novel was that boring).

I remember that, I was worried that I had not been studying for the project and we had to meet the prof tommorow. But when Murari came to wake me up to go to insti lib for studying, I had a big smile on my face.. I think that was the most eleted I would have been in the summers yet.
I dreamt that our hostel had got new residents like every year, but just that this time, they were girls!! Yes, gorgeous darlings and each one as awsome as the other. I also had a small fight with one of them (that was the most fun part).. Also, we had a cafe (you may call it a pub if you like) and again, beautiful creatures were hanging out there.. Then, I had to go back to hostel as I had to prepare for the french exam which was due at alliance and and I had already accepted that I am not going to learn any french as I had missed THE week. So, here I am back at hostel and I see this beautiful girl.. I just stare at her.. She did not resemble anyone I knew, but god, my imagination is so gooood.. But I had to run to insti gate to get a rickshaw (and I mean auto here... we tell them rikshaw back at home ) for the classes. This was the only bad part of the dream when I had to argue with the drivers for reducing the price (though, as always I didn't know the actual rate.. but definately the driver was telling much more).

And here comes Murari.

I was then wondering what did that sudden and unexpected dream mean? It reflected as my concerns lately, the hectic french classes, the irritating auto drives to alliance and my crush!! ... But why didn't I see the face of my crush? I felt all the qualities of crush in that girl.. Maybe, it's just that when my feelings are personified, they look like her.. But why didn't I see the face of my crush??

Also, what about my project?? Why didn't it become a part of my dream? There should have been some event like meeting Prof. Manish Sharma.. But Alas.. Je desu... Or is it that all those things that occupy enough of my consicouss mind just don't surface up when I let it loose.. Is it that my brain just keeps my subconsiouss thoughts in a safe vault and just that the tought is absent in subconsicouss mind when it's in consiouss mind.. Or was it that conciouss thoughts set the MOOD of the whole dream and the sub coniouss thoughts just was a special event just reinforcing the mood setup by the consioussmind...

GOD, this is a nice puzzle...
I hope I have such dreams again and that I could look into my brain....

All the quantised quantities and the bits...

If the physical quantities are used to designate bits 0 & 1 because they are now understood to be quantised, can quantised distace be used in some way?.. Say, realising the good old 'ABACUS'....

What say??

Ahhhhh ?

Well, this is the best feeling that I have had in this week.. After all the those torturous french 5 hours per day

classes and all those escaping from the heat, this is the best reward that any person can get at the end...

All my prayers which I sincerely used to say every afternoon and every eveing while travelling for the classes for

the past one week [exactly, it's 5 days] have finally been adressed..

With the rains outside and the cool wind that this blowing outside, it's now easy to forget the past week ..and

gather courage for the next week... For the first time, I stood in the rains with full consiousness and realised

how much there is to Feel... How much there is out there which we pass on but never feel it.. Either we feel so

lame to feel those things or we just dont have time for it...

This is the best pleasure that any one can get with the minimum cost.. I just think if only a feel of a woman's

hair is as pure and delightful as the feeling of wind blowing accross the face with such moisture ..

Well, I dont want to sound crazy or conservative but just as I don't want these miracles of nature to change, I

even ont want the Indian villages to change... That day, just before coming back here, I was cycling along the

canals [which were dry, damn guj govt..].. but I had a similar feeling.. wind so warm and fresh was blowing over

the rice and wheat and tobacco and the coconut trees.. I stopped my linking park now making noise in my ears and

just stopped there for some time.. I saw a small girl playing with a calf and teenagers going to take milk from the

dairy [or going to give, I am not sure of that].. and all that CRAP which I used to memorise in school about the

villages.. But dome things were different.. But a Hut [if u tell a home having TV, kitchen, electricity, Tata Sky

but having asbestos roof and unpainted brick walls a hut ] had an old man coughing on a bed in the yard.. But then

I realised how wrong every one has been about development in the villages.. It is true that our villages are

developing and that too at a fast rate.. But the lifestyle of our villages and thanx to our village women, the

homes have not even changed a bit.. I mean, we, who live in mis sized towns gotta learn from these homes how to

welcome development and be the same person we were 10 years before.. And yes, to those who condemn development- our

villages are still very beautiful

On my return trip, I happened to pass slowly in front if the temple.. and saw grandpas and grandmoms with their

kids and groups of wives of societies followed by groups of their children and then groups of young high school-

college girls and groups of boys in bike.. I felt what NRIs feel when they come back.. Did I leave this world when

I shifted my home , or when I was shifted to 10th grade??.. Well, now I long to return to that world ..

I just hope I can return to that world again.. or just have glimses of it sometime later..