What is the most craziest dream you ever had?
Last Updated: 17.06.2025 18:02
Do you know what time it is now? Two at Midnight. I told you hundred times not to eat that spicy stuffed bitter gourd at night. As if it will vanish by tomorrow morning you finished it. Aamba pytyam!! ( I don't know it's English translation)
Few minutes “round round circles”🌀🌀🌀 In front of my eyes but no clues!! Try to see black and white movies. You will know what it is. For flash back they use these circles.
Lol!! I was in my plus one at that time. Not only boyfriend I don't even have any girl friend either. A new place. Recently my dad got transferred there. Except that neighbour girl I don't know anyone there.
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I was hating the baby with my all five senses.
After few minutes came out. Said, “very complicated situation..only we can save either mother or baby. We have to do emergency operation!!””
Just fainted, entire town was around!! Why these local BBC women gathered? Have no other job? Is it a national news?? But, no one turned up when my aunt got a fracture and needed help!!
Is there a band whose members have been present for every one of their concerts?
Those days, even grandmas with half dozen kids and a batalliion grandchildren don't have that much knowledge about their body when compared to present day girls. Courtesy internet. Moreover moms, grandmoms won't talk about these things to girls. I am talking about previous century.
Ok, let me come back to the dream.
In College also I have just classmates not that close friends.
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Doctor appeared suddenly. Took me to operation theatre.
Doing tandav like lady veerbhadra with open hairs!! Looking like ‘Mahamkali’! Wash your face and sleep.’’
Suddenly the heroine faints.
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This is the craziest dream I had. Later when I told this to my best cousin, she laughed for years together.
To tell, I should know naa!!🤦 I never let even a fly around me..
Since we were in govt quarters and she was impressed with that girl's family, somehow she allowed.
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After sometime, somehow family shifted me to Ooty hospital secretly.
Scene change.
A village doctor comes with a small first aid medical box, holds your left hand and declares “ you are pregnant ‘’
My neighbour aunty ‘s daughter pulled me to a movie requesting my mom. Normally my mom won't allow us to go with anyone in a new place.
Some stone I hit. Fell down. Fainted. A Doctor is called. He held my left hand and declared this girl is going to be a mom!! She is pregnant!!
I was screaming , ‘’I am not !! I don't want the baby! I don't say this! I want to live!! Save me !!!! but no words are coming out. No audio. No one can hear me. I am struggling to convey them.
In that,
Later self banned from going to that kind of movies forever.
Still trying , “save me first idiots!! Who cares about that unborn baby!! I am alive with 43 kilos weight. Why you are sacrificing me like a lamb??
All family members did big hungama. My mother bet me, ( generally she doesn't even yell at me unless I do very very mischievous things). Every one mouthed the popular dialogues.
Most cinemas were very dramatic those days, novels were larger than life, fantacy types. So,I never took them serious.
He fell down!!
She is an early bird.
Such a small town. Only two theatres were there. Some popular ‘crying actress’ Telugu movie. I don't remember the name now.
‘’Maa vamshana cheda buttavu! paruvu teesesaavu! Ilaa bathakadam kanna ye nutilono padi chavaka poyava? Puttaganey chachaavanukuney vaallam ‘’
She said with so much “love” . ‘For you I am enough’. Shut up and go to sleep!! Let me sleep. I have to get up at 4.30 again.
My mom sprinkled some water on my face. I got up with a big shock.
I tried to go back to sleep while recollecting any doctor with bald head, stethoscope, first aid box existing in our surroundings or at our native place.
They all asked ‘who is the father of that baby!! Tell us!!
(“”A bad name to our vansh, we lost face, you should have jumped in to a well than doing these kind of things, we would have thought you died in the birth itself ‘’)
I knew only about comrades secretly. Red paint to write on walls at midnight , red flags, wall posters, guns, attacks, arrests, hideouts, these were the main topics.
I asked her. Amma?do we have any family doctor?
I shut my mouth.
The village doctor comes, declares the unwed heroine pregnant. Later usual masala.. Rona dhona..
After one day I got a dream.
I felt I heard these dialogues somewhere. This bald head doctor with green mask I saw somewhere. But, could not say for no reason!!
Strongest dialogues of those times writers.
I pulled out a gun from the inspector standing at the side door. Shot the doctor and my uncle, who certified I don't harm anyone !! (Don't ask from where the inspector came. It's my dream, anything can happen. Don't be a over smart fellow , okay aaa!!??) kicked those people who tried to hold me and ran away in to woods with that gun.
I was wondering how a baby entered my stomach without my knowledge!! Clueless, faceless, brainless. Lied on bed staring at ceiling fan!! No. I didn't have any plan to “”chunni fanaaya vidmahe” thoughts. Those days are of enduring karma days. Personified tolerance and patience.
I was friends with only “yerra ( red) sahityam”. (Communism). No night outs or parties. Even no day outs.
In anger, I kicked that 50 plus aged doctor fellow with that ‘’optional choice question “ “mother or baby! We can save only one!!””
But, no one is looking at me, all sat like actor ‘Manoj Kumar ‘ head down covered with palms.
Very much immersed in communism fully and radicalism to some extent.
Me directly pregnant!!!??? I was such a naive at that time don't even know that females need males to get pregnant!!
My mom scolded me. “Why you are screaming in your sleep? Why you kicked the water jug on the side table ?
My uncle came forward and said. “I know her..I brought up her like my own daughter. She will happily sacrifice her life but don't accept to lose the baby. Such a sensitive loving daughter our ‘Rama talli’ is. Save the baby at any cost’’ she doesn't like to harm anyone, it's her baby. She never hurts her even in her dreams. A loving mom! If she knows she also would say the same thing!!