Dream



Like every time opened the Indian Polity book.  Read few lines of the chapter 59.” The public services categorizes- all India, central and state…”
The January cold and the laziness demanded to cover my body with a blanket and switching to the bed from the study table.
Again read few more lines of that chapter “at present there are three-all India services. They are…”
Calculated the number of pages to be read, veered the pages from the reading chapter to the end.
Unknown part of my body forced the eyes to close, and without any resistance and deciding to wake up with in few minutes I slept.
Within seconds dreams started flowing.
Dream 1-
Back to the school. My JNV. At the computer lab, which used to my longing there. Where I loved to stay there. Sir has opened the CPU and is cleaning the RAM slot, I am watching at him and questing curiously.
Suddenly some unknown remote switched the dream like a movie.
Dream 2
I had gone to my home. And returned that day to school. Wearing my favourite jeans. Crossed the same computer lab. It was locked like most of the time.  It was locked with a very small lock unlike it used to by a Bronze coloured big lock.  Went ahead … could see few recognized faces. They are students of class 10th. All were sitting outside. I could feel the cold … so they are sitting outside, I thought.  Took few more steps . It was class 11th. I could see the class was near to empty.
Put few more steps. “Class 12th science” was written on the wall in blue/green colour. The door was closed from Inside. (I am wondering if my dream was in multi-colour or it was black and white). Yes, it is my classroom.
Few were sitting near the veranda. I am unable recall their faces. I asked one, if any teacher is present inside or not.  For few moments it seemed I heard of him saying Patel sir is Inside. I was delighted. He is our English teacher. And I loved literature. I did not have any copy or pen in my pocket. still I thought of entering into his class . I was also longing to have a glance of my beloved crush.
Before I could enter into the class or could have a glance of her again dreams changed.
Dream 3
I could not know if in the third one, I was really in my dream or was just thinking of the good old times.
Those were last few days of my engineering college. as usual I did not like going college when there are no lectures. I did not wish wasting my time just by roaming inside the campus or sitting idly in the class room. I felt for the last moment. I was missing my college. I was Longing for the good old days. Did not want to miss any more and abruptly I opened my eyes. I felt relieved.
Threw the blanket sat on the table and opened a new chapter and started reading...

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