Imagine watching weird mega-serial episodes for 6hrs – back to back – no Ad-breaks! That’s how my fever delusions strike me. But these nightmares give interesting insights into my psyche..
- No story, no action in this one.. Just a video played in loop – forever. Chubby cheeks, dimple chin. . stop stop – rewind. Now read that with actions in that sing-song musical way. Picturization – on Lavanya!!! As the video keeps playing on & on, I writhe in sheer agony! 😦
Okay.. that one was a situational one, from all the baby & mommies singing rhymes overload over the past weekend. The ones that follow are true nightmares. Bone chilling!
- Ice-cream shop. Softy machine. Poor machine. With each scoop of vanilla softy ice-cream it doles out, it winces in pain & coughs.. Much like I wince from throat pain with each gulp of water I swallow. I empathize with the softy machine. I can feel & understand it’s pain. At the same time, I can’t go without ice-cream – that is survival food! So, I wait in line for my cone of vanilla softy dipped in hot chocolate sauce, crying for the softy machine as I wait. 😥 😥
True nightmare that!
Last vivid one – again a true nightmare..
- It’s a happy time for KP & QCA research with him. Finally.. finally .. I have good company. We have 4 new additions to the QCA group – all
crackpot charactersjust as mature, secure, content, (over-)confident, blindly passionate, wit & sarcasm loving, eccentric as me B-) . We have hours of fun – pulling each others legs, doing crazy stuff, building huge HUGE models of molecular QCA & clock distribution networks [don’t ask how HUGE stuff can mimic quantum tunnelling – such logic is quickly waved off in dreams], fighting about what molecules to use for p-QCA etc etc. In summary – bliss. Then come the demons from ARM. They hear out our research, make sad faces & say “All that is good.. but this will not come into being in your lifetimes. . not in at least 50yrs. This is inside information – 100% accurate”. [play sad violin, cello & piano tunes here]. All of us are suspended in disbelief – not even able to feel shattered in grief. Sob sob. Again, don’t ask why ARM of all people in the community would tell us that & how they’d know about QCA – suspend logic in dreams.
Stupid dreams. . but one striking thing about these most disturbing nightmares – my deep sub-conscious mind holds ice-cream & my research at the same priority levels!!
I am officially weird 😐
P.S. You ask why I am writing silly blog posts when I am down with 104deg fever?? Silly you. Use common sense. I can’t sleep, or read, or work – that’s why! 😛