Dream Diary : Dead man talking

They say that morning dream often come true and many a times dreams also indicate some future events. There are also different interpretations to what a specific dream may mean.

I had a strange dream two days back. It must have been three in the morning and I was in a half awakened state I guess.

The time was around 6 in the morning. The body of a man lay on an elevated wooden platform in the park right behind our home. I could see that his face was visible and so were his hands. A crisp white sheet covered the rest of the body. He was about 50 years of age. On the top floor of the building opposite ours, lot of people had gathered. Maybe the man lived there. Some young men were washing large utensils at a little distance from the platform. Hardly anyone noticed as we approached. Adi and I were curious. It seemed strange that a dead man was left unattended in the middle of the park.

As we inspected the body I noticed something strange. His eye balls were moving under the closed eye lids. We are a different lot and such things don’t scare us so we came a little closer to see what was exactly happening. Adi pointed out that even his lips were quivering a little at a specific interval. The man seemed dead all right but to confirm I placed my hand on his chest. No heartbeat. We were concerned. Was the man alive? Why was he lying there alone on a wooden platform, declared dead? I wondered if we should try to bring some life into him. But how?

There was something strange about the whole situation and we looked around to find some clue. Nothing. The workers kept talking in low voices and concentrated on their washing, oblivious to our presence.

The very next moment my hubby called us to come and watch something from the terrace facing the park. My son and I rush to the terrace.

The dead man had risen to sitting position and there was a group of people facing him. The workers were no more there. Everyone was dressed for the occasion in pure white. They all had strange expressions on their faces. We decided to take a closer look.

Ignoring the angry shouts of his dad, Adi took my hand and we rushed to the park. As we moved in from behind, we heard the dead man speak "Look at yourselves. I have been dead since last night and you abandoned me here in the chill of the night whereas these mother and son came to me with concern and care even without knowing me.” He kept muttering something which we could not understand.

The group of people wore a puzzled look and their faces were white as snow.

I held Adi’s hand and whispered, ”His eyes were closed damn it, how does he know we are mother and son?”

Adi’s hands were moist but he kept staring at the dead man. ”He looks dead all right, Ma. He is stiff and ..well… Darn .. it beats me what’s going on, let’s move out.“

A dead man sitting up and talking ..beats me as well

Article by Tikuli who blogs at Tikulicious.

comment 4 comments:

magiceye on June 18, 2010 at 2:51 PM said...

phew... that was a nightmare!

wonderfully treated!

Dhiman on June 18, 2010 at 3:17 PM said...

Nightmare indeed!

kingkhan on June 19, 2010 at 12:28 AM said...

of course a nightmare:)... it's ok ok:)

Nazish Rahman on July 1, 2010 at 2:35 AM said...

quite scary !!

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