Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Now what do I make of this...?
Amma advised I take the lower road which was nice and full of trees and then climb up to the bus stop than the usual sunny upper road. Sure. But the problem was, I had never taken that road before so I wasn't a 100 % sure how to get there. After getting to the end of the road, I started climbing. I kept climbing till I had reached the top... But where was the bus stop? In fact where was I? I couldn't find my way down. I look around and I see a wide water body, a river perhaps and on the other side, a giant wheel. I remember thinking of Essel World.
But where exactly was I? I remember feeling utterly lost, scared and helpless. I picked up my phone to call up amma. I was stuck on something of a hill with no way down...
Thankfully amma woke me up just then. As I related this to amma, I realize I can never remember feeling as lost in my life as in that dream and considering we had left that home more that 10 years ago, what exactly do I make of this?