Day dreaming

I don't know if everybody experiences the same, but I do sometimes dream during the day, with eyes wide open and conscious mind in action. Its sometimes weird, how mind wanders around varied subjects, and comes to a certain point when we realise and giggle on the visuals we encounter and ask ourselves to come back in the real world.

Yesterday, I was thinking about the rules and regulations for the public and the mindsets of the people here. I became patriotic, thinking about the situation back home, the increasing poverty and need of a developed infrastructure, etc. Then the thought went towards how can things be developed? While surfing through the bbc news website, I found a page where different people across India, from grocer to a software engineer, had expressed their views about what would be their position in the development of the nation if they were offered the position of the Prime Minister.

I started thinking about what my initiatives would be after becoming the PM. The first thing came in my mind was the roads. I thought of the developing the roads in the cities and highways connecting them, which would eventually contribute to the nations economy by ease of transport, decreased transport time and increase in fuel efficiency. Then I started thinking about the contractors whom these jobs are handed over by the government. I visualised the scenario of the Pune roads in the aftermath of the heavy rains. I thought about the corruption executed behind the scenes.

I then visualised a scene in the Marathi flick, 'Dombivili Fast', the scene of a corrupt tanker guy. Then the thought went to the ineffective water reservation in the city. Then I started comparing the efficiency of water here and back home, and I suddenly remembered someone telling me about the filtration of water in the UK, which is, I suppose, seven times the process in Pune.

Till here the story was about the development of nation, patriotism and change, but it started taking a unique mode. I recalled one of my friend's friend, who used to drink the tap water, which was told to me by a friend. He also told me about his friend's hectic lifestyle in here, due to a part-time job and studies, which eventually resulted in strong depression due to isolation. I then thought about my life since I've come here, which is not at all bad, I murmured in satisfaction.

Then I recalled the degree show I had visited in the first week of my study. There was a research presentation, which was on design against depression and suicidal behaviour. I thought how would design change one's behaviour, towards suicidal feelings. I felt that this topic is related to my current Master's project in some way. My Master's project is on, 'how can online social networking website help people unite and build up their confidence'.

Thinking about confidence, I recalled the days in my under graduation, when I had built up some muscles and was feeling confident to socialise, which wasn't the same before. I thought of exercising and muscle building. I remembered a video of Aamir Khan building up his muscles, and the way he was determined and disciplined for a year to get the perfect shape.

I thought of making a timetable of my daily routine and include exercise in it. Timetable made me think about the last attempts of mine to follow a strict routine, and failing them in spite of writing it boldly and putting it on the display board in my room.

Thinking about the display board, I recollected the coming presentation, which was based on the display of our spaces in the studio. I need to prepare for it, I thought.

Leaving for the studio, I giggled about the 'mind wandering' process I was going through, and told myself, "Welcome to reality again."

Dreams

I have heard my grand parents saying that the dreams seen at dawn come true. Also sometimes my parents used to say that. I am absolutely thankful to god for not letting them come true.

If supposedly my dreams would have come true, the consequences would be disastrous for my individual self. I don't know the rocket science behind this mystery of god, but I do wonder why such dreams come at dawn and not in the night or midnight?

Till I was in the school, I always dreamt of failing the examinations or arriving late in the examination hall to see the closed door. Roughly analysing the average of my exam failure and late arrival dreams, they would approximately count 100. I would get it every year, one month prior to the final examination. If we suppose that dawn dreaming is a true phenomenon, then I would have failed a hundred times, never reached early to the exams and would still be in the second grade. To formulate the fact, 100 (the average of my dreams) divided by 10 (from 1st till 10th Grade, the SSC) equals 10, which is the result of my repetition in each grade. So, concluding the fact, I would have been somewhere in the middle of 2nd Grade appearing for the 5th or the 6th time.

In another instance, when I planned to study in the UK and after I booked my plane tickets, I dreamt of missing the flight until I was sleeping in the flight itself. Recalling those days, I can figure on myself dreaming the flight miss, which was approximately 10 days. That means if the dreams would have come true then I would have missed the flight 10 times. In that case, I would have to book the plane tickets for those many times, which would cost me approximately 4000 pounds, which are actually half of my living expenses for the complete year in the UK.

I have dreamt of riding a 36 geared bicycle on the steep road of Mahabaleshwar. I have driven a car on the highway at the speed of 200 miles an hour in my dreams. I had a motorbike race with a cheetah after discovering on the discovery channel, that cheetah's the fastest animal on earth. I have also dreamt of Deepika Padukone being my girlfriend and Shahrukh Khan being my fan.

I have many a times fallen into the valleys of sahyadris after coming back from a long trek. I used to dream of myself shouting "fall", which was taught to us in a mountaineering course to alert the lead climber if you're falling while climbing a rock patch.

I wish some of my dreams would have come true, but I can't imagine the consequences if all would have turned into reality.