Walking in the Dream
Yesterday night when i was in my bed I fell asleep without closing the first chaptor of DBC piery’s Veron God little . I know its but the figment of my own crazy mind. Actually I wanted to write it in my native language. But I know you wouldn’t be in a position to read it. My dream starts with the blowing of summer winds. I was my way back to home after a long walk on the beach of colva. I don’t know where it is. But I know the sand of the beach is something like the colour of snow. I am humming a sweet song which I have composed myself when hearing the song of dancing waves. You know how peaceful I was then. Iam just like a golden cloud , moves down to the depth of sea. Aha I forgotton to tell the story. Really sorry. My home was just near the side of a long stretch of coconut trees. When I just to enter the gate of my moderate house a little girl in blue shirt came across me.
Uncle Can u hear me? My momma is calling you. Moma wanted to see u . I looked in to the bright eyes of her. She looks so angelic. I bent down and stroked her curly hair and began my preliminary investigation. But without answering my question, she grabbed my rough hand and lead me through a narrow lane. Bogen willas leaning down with their heavy head from every wall. Red, blue, Yellow, and rose colours everywhere.
Just then darkness fell over us like a sudden blindness. I just cried out tocall that little girl. No sound. Nothing but the howling of cold winds.
I wake up to see the flood of light in my room. I just closed deep my eyes and prayed.
“Oh my dear God, help that moma and her child left alone in darkness”
