Hi guys…. J J Guess what??? I had a very interesting dream yesterday night. After waking up, my first thought was to share it with you people. So, here I am….sharing a dream with you for the first time.
Here, we believe in a God of Death, and we call him Yamraaj…. So, what happened is that, I dreamt of Yamraaj in the form of a butterfly with his secretary. In the first scene that I saw, he and his secretary were nursing a person in a hospital. I couldn’t make out why the God of Death was trying so hard to provide life to a person. Maybe because he felt that the time of death had not yet arrived for the hospitalized person.
In the next scene, they turned into two human beings and their wings got minimized. His secretary was a girl with dusky complexion and long curly hair. (Yes, I remember that clearly.J) Suddenly, his secretary wanted to disclose her identity before a crowd of 10-15 people. She cajoled Yamraaj to do so but he denied. But, she kept nagging and finally persuaded Yamraaj. Now, Yamraaj picked up a stick and the stick grew in diameter. It was a pointed stick. Then, he started touching everyone’s lips with that stick. Each one, whose lips were touched, closed their eyes and then, opened them after some time. I don’t remember who all were present in the crowd but, I exactly remember that I knew all those people assembled there. But, Yamraaj was not taking any notice of me. So, in a confused state, I myself went closer to that person who was in disguise and sucked the tip of the stick. As soon as I put my lips around that stick, I was swirled in the air and a huge blurred image of a fat man with lot of heavy clothes and jewellary appeared before me. As I moved closer to make out the face of that person, he threw me towards his backside. I fell down with a thud but the surface where I fell was neither hard as floor nor spongy as Dunlop. But, whatever it was, I didn’t feel any pain. Then, I got up and reached near Yamraaj. Then, what I remember is that I was talking to Yamraaj as if I were drunk.
“Me- Hi Yamraaj Uncle, I have a last wish.
Yamraaj(in a grave voice) – Yes, Say….
Me- No, it is not the last wish before death. It is the last wish after death. (I don’t know how one can wish something after death. But as it was a dream, everything was possible. J)
Yamraaj – Hmm…say…(again very gravely)
Till then, I was getting irritated and scared by the serious face of Yamraaj.
Me – I want to see you smiling, Yamraaj uncle.
Now, he softened a bit and smile was the verge of his lips but he suppressed it very cruelly.
Yamraaj – Ok, at first you just go and make everyone in the world to smile and after doing that, come back and I will smile for you.
I smiled at this and was coming back happily when suddenly I remembered my grandpa who was at his last stage but was facing lot of pains. So, I turned back and asked him, “Ok, but what about my Grandpa? Why are you not coming to free him of this pain?”
So, he replied, “Yes dear, we too have a lot of interest to take your Grandpa with us, but there are a lot of obstacles on our path for which we are not able to reach him.”
After this, I don’t remember how I came back to earth. I didn’t wake up. I just started dreaming other things. But, I can’t figure out what could be the obstacles on Yamraaj’s path.
