Letters to few people and few things and a ghost....

1. Letter to my mate Taylor Swift

Dear  Taylor Swift,

Hi Taylor, I just want to let you know that you inspire me. You are so down-to-earth, genuine and beautiful, so humble and not cocky at all.  You show me how normal girls can achieve big things in life. It’s literally impossible for anyone to be sweeter than you. Hope you get all the happiness you deserve. I love you to the moon and back...XOXO

2. Letter to  auto driver who takes me to college everyday,

Dear Bhaiya,

Bhaiya, though I might not always tell you, I want to thank you for charging me just 80 rupees everyday from my home to college. Y’know if I approach any other auto driver, they would charge me 120 rupees..and that would be rather hard on my wallet…and Bhaiya, I think you’re nice because you don’t try to start conversations with me like…”Where are you from?...Are you from China…blah blah..” like other annoying autodrivers. You just come on time and quietly drops me to college. So, thank you Bhaiya.

3. Letter to alcohol ( includes all kinds..beer, wine, whiskey, rum, zawlaidi etc.)

Dear Alcohol,

I hate you so much. I lost loved ones because of you. I wish you never existed. I know some people like you a lot, even my very own friends  because you give them pleasure for a while, but they should know you’re upto no good and you cause them more harm than good...I mean look at their puffy face and fat plus sized belly!!

4. Letter to grey coloured fur coat from Lifestyle that costs 4999 INR

 Dear  Grey Coloured Fur Coat from Lifestyle that costs 4999 INR,

I like you so much. You are exactly the coat I was wearing when I was day dreaming myself to be the protagonist of a romantic movie during my French lecture. Your texture, your colour, the way I fit perfectly inside you, the way you keep me so snuggly warm..that moment I first laid eyes on you, I wanted you to mine. But alas!! You are too expensive. I’m already broke and it’s only the beginning of the month. So, dear grey coloured fur coat from Lifestyle that costs 4999 rupees, perhaps I’ll come back for you when they put you up for sale in January 2013. Sigh!! 

5. Letter to the movie " Shawshank Redemption"

Dear  movie Shawshank Redemption,

Where were you all those years? I can’t believe I just watched you today. You’re like one of the best movies I’ve ever seen!

6. Letter to my friend Peka Ralte, who I haven't spoken to for weeks because he pretended to be modest and didn't call on my birthday

Dear ex best friend Peka Ralte,

You and I aren’t friends anymore!!!

7. Letter to stupid guy on  3rd floor of my building who urinates on my clothes hung on 2nd floor (sorry I don't have his picture)

Dear stupid guy on 3^rd floor  who was urinating on the clothes I hung yesterday,

GET SOME CIVIC SENSE!!!

8. Letter to white-clad ghost girl with super long black hair that's all tangled and stuff from almost every horror movie I've seen

Dear white clad long haired ghost girl,

Please scare my brother Bruce so that he'd get so scared to come home alone so late at night from his 'nula rim'. Please walk out of my neighbours television and scare him because his T.V is always on, in full volume and makes it difficult for me to concentrate on my work sometimes. Just scare him. Just don't kill him like you did in the movies.

9. Letter to my dear cousin Apuii

My dear cousin Apuii,

I’m  keeping your picture here, just like that!!!

OMG..This is totally weird!!

I don’t usually put up very personal issues on my blog, nor do I write about my silly love ramblings, but I felt the need to write this.

Last week, since my exams were over I thought I’d celebrate by binging on peanut butter and starting a new serial. My friend Aditya gave me two seasons of Family Guy. I watched two episodes. I also watched Nanny McPhee Returns.

Then, I switched off the lights and went off to bed.

Very soon, I slowly drift into a fairly light sleep and eventually entered the unconscious realm of dreams.

I was walking along some deserted road which I really don't know where. All I could remember seeing was few airplanes streaking across the sky. Some were flying just few feet above the ground. The airplanes were like the ones from the movie Pearl Harbour.  

Then from a far distance, I saw a frail silhoutte, masculine figure  approaching me. It was like grey and blurry all around me and it seemed like the only thing I could feel or see was that man who was approaching me. He gets closer and closer and the next thing I remember was that we were kissing (ewww!!!). It wasn't one of those gross, lust drenching, open mouth tongue twisted kinda kiss. It was more of a warm, friendly Tom Hanks/Meg Ryan kiss like in the end of the movie You've Got Mail. Then, I saw his face. I saw it clearly.

 I knew him!!!

I woke up the next morning. It still felt so real.

The guy in my dream!! I know him. He is a guy I hardly spoke to or interact with even though we're from the same social circle. I might’ve spoken to him once or twice in church. But I swear  he never  crossed my mind, not even once in my entire life. I don’t even like him nor do I dislike him either. He is just a random guy whom I barely even know.

But how is it possible that in my dream, I pictured him so perfectly? Why did some random guy appear in my dream all of a sudden, and what's with all the airplanes? Did he perform some black magic on me... perhaps because he got a crush on me? No, he can't be that weird.. and I'm pretty sure he doesn't have a crush on me.

It’s insane.

So, with troubled thoughts I googled and did my little research on dreams. Below is the scientific or psychological definition of dreams from a scientific journal I found on the net:-

“Dreaming is defined as the subjective experience of imaginary images, sounds/voices, thoughts or sensations during sleep. Dreams represent a world of imagery in which our darkest fears, deepest secrets, and  most passionate fantasies break out from the unconscious mind and only at this time become present to our own consciousness.”

LOL!! I guess I’ll have to contradict the scientific explanation because now I clearly do not have passionate fantasies for this guy, not in my conscious mind, nor will I ever!!

I even met him the other day, on a sunday, after all the dream-kissing thingy. If it weren't for the dream, I would’ve hardly noticed his presence.

But, this time I did notice him and everytime I was looking at him, unintentionally of course, he was always..always looking back at me and it was way too weird!!