In some riot stricken place where haze of black smoke has covered the city, a girl in a night pajama is running fast to protect herself from the goons. She enters a narrow lane while running and sees a middle aged lady whose hands and legs are chained up. She had guilt and fear in her eyes. Someone from behind enters the scene and asks the girl in a manly voice “What to do with this woman?” This tender and naïve girl asks in utter surprise: “Papa, what are you doing here?”…… Then suddenly everything fades away with the morning alarm and a knock on the door says: “Veera get up and have coffee, or you will be late” Veera, the one who was dreaming, is now out of bed and goes for shower thinking about her dream. With some drops of water on her face she sits on the commode and thinks again of the dream she had a while ago. She raises her brows in surprise and says in mind: “Ohh shit!! That middle aged chained lady in the dream was none else than the tyrant manager I report.”
Later that day, dream interpretation websites like Dreammoods.com said Veera that seeing a manager in this cited situation refers that you hate your manager and are extremely upset about her behavior toward you. Darkness in dream refers to your inner fear about yourself and failure in some work. Now, it’s clear to Veera that the whole week she was troubled by her manager which resulted in utter depression and so she had such a nightmare.
A tech-savvy girl Veera was skeptical visiting a psychiatrist but read a lot on peoples mind. Apart from work related tensions, she was also struggling to cope up with her boyfriend. When she started dating this guy named Arsh everything was ok but with time their ideologies started colliding. No relationship is perfect and she did her best to keep the love alive. Now, Arsh has become half alcoholic for his loss in business and he won’t take any monetary help from Veera. This thing is tearing Veera apart. If he cannot accept Veera as a life partner now, there is nothing called future in this relationship. They have stopped communication mostly. So, Veera ideated a simple way to get out of the clutters of her current life situations. She takes help of online world or the Virtual World to keep herself interested in life. Veera started talking daily to some strangers in Facebook, Whatsapp, etc. where she could unload her heavy heart. And with time she rejuvenated herself. Escaping from the situations of life is the job of a coward. Veera is valiant so she understood that she had to find a way within this world only. She did the right thing by taking a flight from the real world and becoming something else in someone else’s mind to live in peace. In doing so she learnt a lot more about existence which made her a better person. This is perhaps called an intelligent self-help.
Psychology says this kind of dream is most common among today’s youth. Most of us have had such dreams when we are consciously and subconsciously thinking only and only about work and success. But what can be done – we all work to live an independent life; to maintain that we need money and that doesn’t come easily. Actually, we all are in the web of our own life. Veera, her manager, her boyfriend, her father, I, and you are battling some kind of fights daily. In some of them we win while fail in some other. And amidst all these hassles, sometimes don’t we all feel like getting lost somewhere into an unknown land with some strangers?! I guess it’s the story of most of us at various junctures while struggling in life. But how many of us actually dare to take that flight? I guess no one. But again in our mind or dreams, we take those flights. Strangers sometimes contribute a lot into our lives. My personal experience says the following:
- They somehow smell like fragrant flowers which knows only to spread it positive aroma.
- With strangers, I shape myself into something else without any inhibition. It is so easy to escape into someone else rather than just be myself when I know the other person has no trace of my actuality.
- When I sit and think to distinguish the structure of the people present in my life then I crave for more flight at different times. Because, the stranger is more understanding, caring, protective, and passionate about my being than the others from whom I expect the same feelings.
- This exercise is a needed medicine seriously to throw away the toxins from inside of us and feel rejuvenated.
But again I come back from my emotional escapade into the stern reality because of some “pull back” which I have to carry forward. Not only me, everyone like me and Veera has to return from their jaunt due to their obligations, ambitions, responsibilities, and liabilities as you have to struggle to live a dream life for which all of us has compromised. We always learn to move on but we all are stuck somewhere. The strangers who makes us feel free and lively, the manager who makes you work hard like an automaton are also somewhere in the exile of their two minds. To be true to our feelings, yes, we are in two minds always, always wedged in some sort of fixation about the content and satisfaction in our lives. Like you, they are also not satisfied in their lives, and that’s ok because there is nothing called a perfect job or a perfect relationship. But how can you want perfection because perfection is a utopian word. Marylin Monroe said that imperfection is beauty. If everything would have been perfect, you would have never tried to excel or take up the challenge your manager is throwing at you.
Hope moves the world. So all we can do is hope that everything will clear up with time but hey, do not wipe your foggy minds because this is the space where the strangers would fill in….. I thank all the strangers in my life that helps me out in emotional turmoil’s. These strangers often fit into the void space where I feel so lonely & from where I want to soar away from this real, practical, and concrete world into someplace else, where I will have a dissimilar identity and of course a different “me” all together where I will be lost and fly according to my whims & fancies.
