Dreams continued

Another weird recent dream. Maybe of some interest to some poor soul who clicked through, provided you are bored enough:

Starts with me having to go to my Dad's office (he's retired long ago) on some errand. I'm polite but disinterested; racking my brain to come up with some connect to talk about and remember an old birthday party by BK Uncle. As I'm patting myself on the back for this memory feat I observe that the host is also diplomatically putting up with me for Dad's sake. For some reason he and the others at the office are very tall. I wonder whether this has something to do with BK Uncle's short stature; apparently this gets too boring even for the dream, for we slip into.....

The Faniac

A thriller-jack almost guaranteed to wake you up.

Train chase

Starts very normally as all thrillers do, the dream informs us, with a freight train being chased by the xagonist in another train consisting of a diesel loco pulling a standard road truck. Try as he does, he cannot close the gap, so as is usual again, Xagonist sets off on an angled short-cut track to bring himself ahead of the target.

When the tracks merge he is still a little short of the last car of the freight train. A sidekick in the truck bravely volunteers to assist, as the xagonist nonchalantly climbs out and onto the engine. A backward glance tells him the sidekick has splatted onto the track but he grimly moves on and attempts to snag the freight car with a grappling hook.

We dont get to know whether this heist succeeds for the next scene has the xagonist quietly resting at the bottom of a glade, as two cars of henchmen arrive and intone that "Everything is ready". He nods in satisfaction.

Grand Opera

The glitterati of the city are assembled as the xagonist struts in. There is some muted underwhelming applause. From somewhere wafts a song: "Signoraaaaa..." We are informed that this is the most sophisticated thing that the xagonist could think of. A political figure of some standing leaves at some point and the xagonist then seats himself on a special swing seat. This offends some of the audience. Scene dissolves....

The Challenge

50 of the worst villains of the country are assembled as the xagonist saunters in. He comes to the point quick: a grand prize is on offer to whichever of the villains manages to bump him - the xagonist- off. On warning though: he, the accomplished xagonist, will violently resist said bumping.

There is some pandemonium. One of the bad guys has a grim smile, his eyes tell us he is looking forward to some KillBill-ish dueling. But the rest protest: its namak haraam.

" How can we take money from you to kill you off?" they wail.

The xagonist is stumped at this unexpected quandary. The dream cant figure a way out either for it decides to drop curtains :-(

Airport Dreams

A strange dream about an airport had me thinking of previous such dreams. Posting/ logging here as a reminder.

1. Helsinki Drona:
As with most dreams I have, this one has narration, and it assures me or I feel somehow that I've had this dream before. There is NO airport in this dream, other than the narrator telling the dreamer this happens in an airport, and the context. There is only a written document like an FIR or something about missing baggage. The explanation summary part of the doc states that I felt dizzy or sleepy and missed my luggage. The narration helpfully authorizes or 'authenticates' itself by telling me that drona/ droni is Finnish for aerodrome!

Interpretation:

Recent upswing on airport coverage with HAL- BIAL. Reading about Finland on some blog. I did lose some luggage at an airport (left it in a taxi) years ago. Hell-Sink-I probably described my state of mind for a few hours thereafter.

2. Some US airport:
A more pleasant experience. Something to do with a longer wait for luggage than expected. A long drive thru some scenic place, a turn at a T-junction, some lake.

Interpretation:
No idea.

3. Some far eastern airport:
I get here because I miss my original connection and the airline decides to route me thru here. A dim memory that the dream suggests this is an airport in the Philippines. I miss my onward flight from here. I wait in some trepidation because something bad is on in this corner of the world.

No wild or dangerous adventure results, at least that I remember. The dream ends tamely with me catching some flight; the only drama is with the immigration officials looking very closely at my docs, getting confused, and some probing questions.

Interpretation:
I think the missed connection dream is not uncommon with air-travellers.


4. BLR airport:
One of my oldest dreams about airports. I go to the airport which the narration tells me I have been to before just to watch flights, around some gentle sloping curve in a road that the dreamer is much attracted to. The airport itself turns out to be a crowded darkish cavern with nobody knowing exactly which flight is where. At one point, I am told to go to the other side of the building, and for this I exit the building and walk around to the other side, on what the dream informs me is NOT the "airside"_ Yet a plane swings by on the tarmac from around the building and we walkers avoid it by huddling close to the terminal wall on our footpath. There is no sense of panic, rather an atmosphere of routine to this. We turn and enter the building from this side into another hall equally dank. The dream ends without much bothering to tell me whether I caught the flight.

Interpretation:
Almost certainly HAL airport: the sloping curve is on Airport road, and I walked to HAL airport to watch flights from a visitors gallery it had at some point lonnng ago. And almost equally certainly a reaction to its being referred to (derisively) as a bus stand several years ago.