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Gems from Garbage

April 3, 2016

I was having a nice time with my friend... we were roaming around Liluah... place where i lived my childhood... i was roaming here and there...and at the back of my mind i knew that i had the flight-tickets to Amsterdam... Abu-Dhabi as layover

It was getting chaotic and very crowded and we managed to board the buses to airport, he and me on different buses... .my luggage remained in the other bus and i was struggling to get my thoughts in order about the luggage and my friend and my flight departure time - all kind of got mixed into a hazy confused soup as i continued my journey towards the airport....

Reached airport - scratched my head and thought how to get my luggage as the crowd continued to grow. I managed to go to the ticket counter and inquired about my flight. I got a shock...  when i got to know that flight had already departed at 09:15 am...

"What time is it now," a question emerged in mind and I got a reply from within that it was around 2 pm... how could i miss the flight by such big a margin??

May be i was so much busy enjoying with my friend that i somehow missed to pay attention to the details of my flight and that caused this bitter situation... i cursed myself softly in my mind as i refocused on the person at counter, who was still looking at me.

I asked him about any other tickets i could book...

He answered, "yes of course!"

I replied, "for today?"

He replied, "No flights for today, you have to book for tomorrow."

I didn't know what to say and looked blank and confused.

He sensed my helplessness and added, "why don't you go to Goa and spend the night today? Enjoy, dance and eat and make merry?"

I uttered in my mind, "Goa????!!!!!!!!!!!#$^%****&^^^, " and continued to present that blank look while trying to figure out why the man was suggesting me Goa...

My silent reaction was the best i could do to convey my inner surprise... He returned an awkward smile which was too tough to decipher...

I came out of the counter to get rid of the rather weird person with whom i had no intention to prolong the interaction and tried to figure out a way i could get back my bags... how dear they are to me... those are my personal diaries where i write all things - financial calculations, goals, my weight and so on.... i grew desperate to collect my bags

Someone showed where  my bags were - in an upward direction towards some yellow structure... i was confused and again scratched my head...

I saw hazy crowd around, people drinking tea, all kind of noises and then my memory becomes hazier.

I start walking and then i don't want to go back home - how to explain that i lost my flight due to my carelessness that cost me such a big amount of money... how to show my face... i needed something to hide my face, myself..... so i wanted some other place to go and spend the night before i could board the next flight.

I started walking with the bitter feeling of my stupidity...

I woke up

Realized it was a dream. Thank God it was!!!!!

I was relieved that it was a dream and that i hadn't lost anything - my diaries intact - No money lost... no time lost... 

NIGHTMARE!

a forgetful one... 

i wanted to forget it then and there, but.......

there was a SECOND THOUGHT...

Anyways i lived the experience - as i gathered those real droplets of sweat over my forehead. The experience is real; the dream might have been false.

so why forget it without picking up the valuable lessons from the dream... that's a good example of collecting gems from garbage.

Isn't it wise to learn lessons from imaginary dreams than from real incidents???

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Dream is indicative after all.



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