I dream a lot. I mean the real dreams that visit us during our sleep. Most of my dreams are neither sweet nor scary. I don’t take them seriously either. I don’t remember them in the morning. Except very rarely when the dreams seem to be related to some problem I’m grappling with.
I had a dream last night too. In the normal course of events this one too should have met with the fate of the others and vanished from my memory before I woke up in the morning. But I chose to remember it because I wanted to write this blog.
Three men robed in white, looking more like the Arabs than Catholic priests, came to me. The place was not at all clear. The conversation was. They said they came to take me away because my time on the earth was over. I said it was a surprise since I didn’t believe in a life beyond the earth. “That’s not a problem. You can come with us.” And I went.
I think that’s how it ended. The end was really not so clear. I got up as usual, drank some water from the bottle always kept near the bed and went back to sleep. Peacefully. The dream belongs to my category of ‘neither sweet nor scary’.
Dreams are closely associated with the deeper layers of our minds. They may reflect our fears and anxieties, longings and aspirations, emotional conflicts, etc. I don’t believe in life after death. But I consider death as the inevitable end which is a welcome relief once you think you have had enough on the earth.
There are billions of galaxies in the universe and each galaxy has billions of stars and their planets. They are all held together by certain laws such as gravity. They all came from the same origin in the beginning. A singularity. A point of extremely compressed matter with tremendous energy. Unable to contain the energy any further, it exploded one day. And spread out forming stars and planets. Not heavens and hells. Any such place as heaven and hell would make the universe impossible. The universe has its own laws which are contrary to the arbitrariness of a God, say, who will appear gloriously on a cloud one day and set us all (human beings) on his left and right and condemn us either to hell or to heaven according to his judgment of our lives. The hell must have its own hilarious share of arbitrariness since it is inhabited by anarchists and iconoclasts. No, the universe is too complex a system to be sustained by such arbitrariness. Even the black hole has the decency to stick to the laws that sustain the universe unlike the gods and spirits in our myths and creeds.
Those three spirits in my dream came from my mind which was shaped partly by Christianity with its Arab-looking angels, Catholic priests who wear the same Arab robes (for reasons I have never understood) and later by my own experiences and understanding of life which found more meaning in stars and black holes than gods and devils. The dream may point to some death wish which has caught my fancy recently. It may also point to a lot of jokes which keep rising and falling in my conscious mind as I revisit in my reflections the innumerable ghosts that haunted my life.
PS. Written for Indispire Edition 152: #Dreams