Feeling the Clouds...

Feeling the clouds??? Thats how I want to describe this note... because I am trying to express the happiness... sometimes dreams make you extremely and heavenly happy... even if they semi-visibly last for tentative vanishing seconds... I do have something to say... and I promise I am no mushy this time... but I believe that its good to write what you feel. I may be an adult but what would you say if I'd to tell you that I don't enjoy feeling so!?!

Well, sometimes I wish keep writing just the way I do, the way I perceive things around me, and feel... I know I will miss the 24 years old me when I am 75... and I wish to look back in time and see, read, understand the young and happy Puneet. And adding a leaf to the tree I wish to post myself a mail for the future. A happy one, a cherish'able one... I want to emphasize that though I am having sleeping trouble and I might need to see a doctor, things around me are smooth at the moment. Although the sleeping trouble is not serious but I get tired thinking and its making me nervous sometimes... Well that's not the way I intended to describe my dream. So it was 25th February morning 5 30 am and my bed is tossing me with ease just like a coin for a head or tail... finally it was the magical ting in the clock I fell asleep and I was sleeping with my mouth slightly open, worth a cherry! I was supposed to get to work by 9 and my sleep, a precious jewel forces me to switch off my alarm at 8... and suddenly...

I see my first girlfriend (this goes back way when I was 17)... I haven't even thought about her in ages... and to be frank I dint want to... but I see her in this very dream... I fail to remember what I was saying and where we are... but in a local frame I see us on a table, probably it was tea time... we had huge cups in our hands... smiling (I will smile again to this magnitude when I'm hugged by a close friend or family... I miss it... ), talking and I see us having a great time... she advices me to be careful... but, careful for what? was I going somewhere? I fail to remember... but the grin did leave a joyful pain on my cheeks... I could feel it... in the very next frame I hear a knock on my door from Sebastian... its 8 30 man, lets go! This was all I can recreate... It was strange to me to see her after years... I met her when I was in my grade 11... and after 4 days I got the courage to go and talk to her... and we spent a reasonable time together for the rest of the year... until I moved to the university and it pretty much seemed like a vanishing point soon... sad but that's the truth... I wasn't brave enough to say it to her personally so I did it on the phone.

I saw her again when I graduated and went back home. She looked different this time... and so was I, she emphasized. I apologized the way things rolled in our life...I felt guilty sometimes back then but sometimes things happen for good... it probably did pretty much great for me :) And as I may forget this dream, I will not forget meeting her before I came to Europe... it was briefly 10 minutes... I never could be around her for more than few minutes...
To those....well if you were to argue that things like these are to be personal to be written on a blog... well I don't believe in that... I write it for me...

P.S. Mr. 75 years young Puneet... you were freaking 15 mins late to work!!!!