I was not able to sleep last night. There was a dream which kept my mind busy. A nightmare actually.
There is an ancient city. A citadel stands in front of me. I am a visitor, a foreigner. My hair is black and bag is green. I wear a rudraksha necklace. I have never worn a rudraksh
necklace in my life. Demons are walking past me, looking at me with curious eyes. They are eating human flesh while they walk past me. Human legs and human hands.
One thing leads to other and I find myself in a duel with a great 6 (or 8) headed demon.
He is black, kinda cartoonish with round, circular eyes and only canines. He is like a Disney monster. He has held me in his claws and is now playing with me like a ragdoll. I am getting a vertigo. My head hurts. People are laughing at me. They are cruel people, with cruel intentions. They like hurting other humans. Maybe they are monsters too, disguised under human faces.
My entire life comes in front of my eyes. I see my present self. I am sleeping, I can see. I can’t sleep and I can see that too. From my dream I see what’s happening to me. I can smell the sweat on my body and also the wet ground outside the window. It has been raining you see.
Am I seeing the dream or the dream is seeing me?
Have I gone mad?
It is too much to take.
Tired of this tyranny, my brain forces me to wake up. It is 6 am.
Featured Image – Kajuya Ajimoto (Walpurgis Night, 2007)