The Window

It was a sunny afternoon. My companion was still sleeping, dreaming her wonderful dreams, while I looked out of the window, observing the passersby. There were not many. A small kid of 4-5 years playing ball on the road with his imaginary friend. An old man chiding him to stick to the pavements. A woman in the next building hanging clothes as the wind blew on her face. And there was a lady waiting to cross the road at the corner, lost in her thoughts.
I wondered what she was thinking. She seemed pleasantly happy. In a way, she was day dreaming. As the signal changed, I saw her looking this way before crossing, just to be sure. I couldn’t help but smile. Then I recognized her. She was… She was my wife.

There it was. My living nightmare. My most cherished dream. I willed her to look up, to notice me. I hoped she would. Then this charade would end. This game of lies that I played with each living breath. A farce that wasn’t even original.

And then she looked up. And I … forever a coward, instinctively moved backwards. She hadn’t seen me. She was looking at the birds flying in tandem to an unknown music, perfectly choreographed. I was glad for a moment, and yet, despair seemed to raise its ugly head.

Was it that she trusted me so blindly, or was it that she knew and accepted it as a passing fancy ? And yet, with contrariness of emotions, I could feel a rage building within myself. But whom was this rage directed towards? Her for not noticing? or me , for wanting her to notice and letting truth come to light, or towards my lover, who by her sheer presence made these lies necessary?

I looked at her receding back. She looked happy. A stranger on the road. My wife. She was happy. I wasn’t.

Presently, my lover demanded to know what caught my attention. I said, it seemed like raining , as I closed the windows and returned to her welcoming arms.

TRRRRINGGGG....the alarm buzzes N I wake up from my dream!!

P.S. This is an excerpt from a dream that I had few nights back..have tried my best to put it in words ..of course with little imagination in order to give it shape. Hope I had a way to remember my dreams.

26 Comments:

  1. Siddhesh Kabe said...
    huh seriously... u have a unsecure mind!!!
    Siddhesh Kabe said...
    You should stop seeing that peechale janam ka show...:D
    DayDreamer said...
    @Sid: Ha ha..I would definitely take your advise..but for some reason I dunno my dreams are more random than my posts and thoughts..
    :)
    Anonymous said...
    Interesting to say the least. At least it was just a dream and not real, eh?
    Áine said...
    That sounds like a great idea for a book :) Brilliantly written and the picture added so much as well! I could picture the wife in a floaty dress,walking down a lovely sunny street with loads of retro cars parked all along *I don't know why they were retro but sure how bad lol* Thanks for sharing your dream with us!
    angel6033 said...
    I wish I had a way of remembering my dreams better, but you wrote it down beautifully :)
    Amity said...
    Till the end, I had the belief that it was not fiction but real, then I remember your answers in ur tag.

    This is your forte Dev, short story writing...and I like how you color and present it so amazingly that it keeps readers' interest from beginning to end.

    But in the end, I realized that I hate your dream, because if am gonna put myself into that woman's shoes, I'd kill you, ha ha ha...Peace!!!

    But hey, am not givin' up on encouraging you to try some other forms of poetry, okay?

    Good morning and enjoy the rest of the week!!!
    sulagna said...
    acah you tell em who was the first "her" in your room sleeping n dreaming...infedility???

    hey bhagwaan!!!!
    DayDreamer said...
    @Gavin: I guess you are rite..its just a dream and I am saved..
    :)
    DayDreamer said...
    @SmileyFreak: Glad you liked the post..Dunno I could convert it into a book a or not but am sure..U got it..
    Do let me know If you plan to do so..
    :-)
    DayDreamer said...
    @angel6033: Thanks!!
    DayDreamer said...
    @Amity: Had it been real I would have been dead by now..Thank god..its just a dream..

    I would definitely try my hands at different forms of writing..
    DayDreamer said...
    @sulagna: My dreams are as random as me..they are randomly weird..
    In real life i don't think I would even think about it..
    :-)
    Pesto Sauce said...
    That must have been some dream

    And I am no magician, just another bloke
    Anonymous said...
    what an elaborate dream! but very well put :)
    DayDreamer said...
    @ayu: Thanks a lot..am glad that you liked the post..
    DayDreamer said...
    @Pesto Sauce: An ordinary bloke who has got some extraordinary talent..
    BTW you still did not answer my question on revealing yourself..
    :-)
    DayDreamer said...
    @ki: Thanks a lot for your encouraging words..
    edxaii said...
    wow.. what a nice dream.. i thought it was really happening to u,., i never thought that it was just a dream..

    btw.. thanks for keep on reading my post^^
    DayDreamer said...
    @edaxii: Thanks a lot for your sweet words..and motivation..
    Jon said...
    A very ordinary topic so well written.. U r amazing man
    DayDreamer said...
    @Jon: Thanks a lot for your lovely comments
    gLoBe TrOtTeR said...
    hmmmm....am quite perplexed at such thoughts....hopefully dis dream wont come true....u seem to be insecure.....perhaps u knw da reason why....
    DayDreamer said...
    @gLoBe TrOtTeR: Insecurity..I believe is that everyone suffers..well the degree to which they are suffering might differ..In my case it does upsurge at times..
    Dew drops said...
    delicately captured the intricacies..good one!
    DayDreamer said...
    @Dew drops: Thank you soo much for these motivating words..

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