The Policemen, and My nutty Cousin and blackberry!!

Am in a car driving with my cousin, a year older than me, in the passenger seat. we are arguing over something, and somehow I end up on the back seat f the driver's seat. I am admonishing him for his driving, though he is in the passenger seat, and no one is in the driver's seat. we are constantly moving without a hitch, and the next thing is me reaching out to steer the car from the back seat. I have a seat belt holding me back in reverse like a parachute belt. the steering has a leather cover with reams in it.

 As I am steering, my Cousin suddenly decides to remove his seat belt and stand up in on the side of his seat while we are arguing on some point, and i am raising my voice. He stands up full length next to the window, as though standing next to a window of a seat less bus/train carriage. I am freaking out , and asking him to sit down, and he seems to be in nirvana in his own world. We next are neat a high wall, with a house decorated with marigold flowers on a string, with some gaps between them. 

My cousin tells me it is his friend's wedding going on inside. I am still yelling at him to sit down and telling him that cops will catch us. Just as I. am saying this, I see cops ahead. I utter Oh! shit, and slowly stop the car whilst still driving form the back seat. As soon as we stop, my cousin gets off, and goes into the house. There are two cops, and they ask me to produce documents. I remove papers, sets of papers in soft plastic covers. The covers are yellow too, and most of the text inside is written in blue ink from a fountain pen. They go through two of the bags, but don't find the documents. 

Meanwhile, i start getting pinged by the cop from the station which is right next to the wedding home. He is asking me about updates whilst being very nice. The cops checking the papers are also very cordial. They are dressed  like American/Mauritian cops. I am getting nervous, and trying to find the right bag containing my documents. Meanwhile my cousin comes and tells me he will speak to his friend and ask him to help me put as he knows the police. I tell my cousin, tat since his friend is the groom, not to disturb him, but again my cousin doesn't listen to me and goes in. Meanwhile the senior cop inside the station is sending me text messages on the blackberry giving step by step, stale updates. He is telling me things after they happen, like my cousin is going to come out, after he has already come out. 

I am still sifting through my bags to get the documents, when my cousin comes out along with my sister, who just appeared out of the wedding house, and tells me my work is done. They then go off in the opposite direction into a building that has spiral steps taking them down . The structure is well lit, and is made of brick, covered in cream paint, with the railings of the cemented steps having red railings. Its like a house in Malleshwaram area of Bangalore. The Senior cop pings me to say, that it is all ok, but that my cousin left some document. I am shouting to my cousin and sister. they turn around whilst going down the steps and just says its ok, forget it and rush off. Meanwhile, I am feeling aggrieved and worried about the  cops, but the are still being nice and cordial.

This probably was a very short dream, but took a lot to describe!!

The Chase and the Queen

This is my First post on my Dreams! Sometimes I am just a third person in the dreams, sometimes part of it!!

Dream 1: The Chase:

 I am inside an old historical structure like a dome, and the people with me and I are trying to find something. We are wearing clothes like Aladdin's soldiers, Arabian nights type. all of a sudden we hear noises and some people come looking for us, like a flash two people next to me pull out swords and we start running. The group size starts increasing and I am near the front, with sword fights happening at the back in motion. The guy next to me looks a little like Owen Wilson. I start to feel claustrophobic and someone tells me it will soon be alright. Next scene is I am going down narrow, old and closed down spiral steps and reach a door. the people following me and I end up in a elevator lobby. 

The elevators are big, there are wires hanging from the outside, and the wall is falling apart. We enter the elevator and end up in a tube like building. its white on the outside and has a glass exterior. We are surrounded by the chasers, when my companion says we have to jump down! It was a completely enclosed round passageway of the tube building, several meters high. I was wondering how to do it. then he just pulls out his sword, (now the characters attire is more modern with jackets and trousers, more 2000s), plonks it down, and Voila! the flooring gives way. We all start to fall down like men coming down Poles in a Fire station, except, we are in the air. We land on the balcony of some European college, and quickly run through the students,including a girl who looked like Avril Lavigne, and land up on the pavement on the outside. There are cars waiting to pick us up, the cars are black n vintage London Cab types.We all quickly rush in and then the dream moves onto Her Majesty, the Queen of England

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Dream 2: The Queen and the Klux!

This is a real weird one. Most part of what I remember  is as follows. I am walking with  some people and end up being near a castle, it looks like Buckingham palace, only its on the Main road. I see an lady drying clothes on a wire outside her window. She is royal, and wears that satin-lace white dress. Sometimes she looks like Queen Elizabeth, at times like an Old granny. The old granny face is a lady who acts in  the Movie Studio 54 as disco dottie ( I havent seen this movie for a year). She is very grumpy, but also wants to have fun.

I am the klux in the dream. after I spot her with the clothes, however is she is being escorted by Guards marching in tandem, arms in arms while the queen in the centre. They wave their head from side to side, toward the end, hold their head high as all aristocracy do. Next thing she is standing on a very high pedestal about 30 feet hitting me with a clutch bag, and there are people watching all around, and I am trying to duck. The last part I remember is, I am with a group of my friends, and we are dancing in an open truck, while it is moving. The queen is standing on a ladder stand, similar to one used to do painting ( the one with metallic rungs on both sides) and trying to have fun . I am on the other side of the ladder, and in trying to reach for me, the queen topples over. This is happening while we are travelling in the middle of London. And then I woke up!!


Haven't had a dream stuck in my mind recently, will update once I do! Till then, Happy Dreaming.!