The Devils Curse

Yes, you read it right. This dream was indeed a curse upon our poor friend who had experienced it for quite some time. It actually wasn't a dream, but recurring visions that she encountered. It was the same every time and although she knew very well that she was dreaming it was totally out of her control and she could never get out of it. There were times when she woke up screaming and sweating but only after it was over. Her parents had to wake her up by shaking her vigorously when it got out of control. For her it was one of the most grim period of her life. She went through it for more than a month and by the end of it things had become so serious that visits to the psychiatrist were regular.

It always started with her being tossed up in the air and then falling down on her bed itself. This marked the beginning of her terrific night. Just after the drop she saw dark hooded figures which appeared as if they were approaching her with the motive to kill. Some times they strangled her and the other times they tried to stab her or torment her in some or the other way. She always tried to fight back and run but some invisible force pinned her down and made her immobile. The dream felt very real and live as the subconscious was very strong and controlling. The repeated hallucinations were so distressing that even when she shut her eyes for the briefest moment, it came back to haunt her. She was unable to sleep alone for quite some time even after the visions had stopped. It had scarred her for eternity. 

Recurring dreams/visions appear during the tough and emotional time of our life. It may or may not have any significance. What they mean is still up for debate. One can interpret their dream in one way and the other in some other way, both could be right or wrong -- no one can know for sure.
However, the dreams are about the dreamer, as are any symbols in them. 

"I have had dreams and I have had nightmares,

but I have conquered my nightmares because of my dreams."

-Jonas Salk

~Keep dreaming, Keep Blogging :)

The Serpent Scenario

And we are back again with another dream. This is unlike any other as in this one my Mom was the one in danger. Although this one starts with a happy note there is nothing happy about the dream after a point of time. 

We were attending a party on our topmost floor of the building and it appeared as if a lot of people were invited. The party seemed to be coming to an end and everyone was dispersing merrily. We were among the last people to leave the soirée. Our floor was just below this one and we decided to take the elevator. There was an eerie silence in the building, not like that of an after party. It was when we had reached our floor, that I realized what was causing the tranquility. On the ground ahead lay numerous slithering creatures, covering the entire lobby, even the staircase. Hardly a fraction of the floor was visible. Those slimy creatures were nothing but huge serpents gathered on the floor, ready to gulp down anyone who came in its way. Which they had already, as the ground was blood-red. I hadn't realized this but the door of the elevator was open. The elevator in my dream was not like the recent ones. It had manually-opened doors like the vintage Otis scissor gates. So we were not really ‘protected’ as such. This was life threatening in a situation especially like this, for one of the snakes in particular had its eyes fixed upon us. He sprang in action as soon as he saw me closing the door. With its huge fangs now stuck on the elevator door I could definitely imagine that he would have swallowed us whole at once, given the chance. The damage had been done as it spit poison and a part of the fatal venom came in touch with my Mom's arm. The area immediately  became sore and looked as if it were burned. At that moment only one thing was important, helping Mom out of this building as soon as possible. Without any further thought I shut the inner door of the lift and pressed the button to the ground floor. Leaving the snake stuck we were moving down with all the speed the lift could run with but still each passing second seemed like an eternity. Going down we could see snakes on all the other floors as well. I couldn't imagine anyone else, inside, being alive right now. But for me, at that moment, it didn't matter. The only thing I was concerned about was to get Mom to safety. We were almost there. We had reached the ground floor and I was helping Mom run as fast as possible. Weirdly there weren't any snakes ahead of us. Suddenly everything became hazy again, the feeling when you know that end is near. We had just reached the gate when the nightmare finally ended, leaving me perplexed and anguished.

This dream was again one of those which make your morning go bad. Other than making me a victim of ophiophobia (fear of snakes) it also made me fear going alone to my terrace.

"Bad dreams are ghosts of our fears and worries,

haunting us while we sleep..."

~Keep Dreaming, Keep Blogging :)

If you are scared of snakes, don't watch this. :|
http://video.nationalgeographic.com/video/news/140626-narcisse-snake-dens-vin