It was a queit evening and the place is the ground floor of one of the twin towers in the town. All of a sudden people from the other tower started running toward the spiral staircase as if there was an evacuation order. They were screaming and going up the stairs, maybe to the top of the building. Soon, I too started climbing the stairs. When I reached the 2nd floor, I realized that my wife and son were also in the same building at that time. I rushed back to the ground floor and spotted them and sent them ahead of me. I stopped a moment, I guess, to find out what was happening. I saw some soldiers (may be the British) outside the window and decided to follow the crowd and rushed back upstairs. But, i was a little late. The stairs led me to open space and everyone disappeared from there. There was an abrupt end of stairs and they are looped in a circular patter at the ends similar to one of those famous illusions. I had nowhere to go. Meanwhile, I could hear the sound of soldier's boots nearing me fast.. They were attacking many civilians who support the Independence movement. Then, I had to quickly find a way to escape from them.. It was already dark and somehow managed to jump off the wall into the woods. There were a lot of trees and small bushes in that place. The moonlight started taking effect. I was running like crazy to find a place to hide. I noticed a few of my colleagues hiding under one tree. I was about join them and observed that a soldier in uniform noticed us. The chase resumed again and everyone was running for their life. I tried to hide again under another bush. You can run but you can't hide, right ?.. got noticed again by another goon. This time decided to go out of the woods back to the residential area.
Suddenly I found myself in front of a police station. The location is pleasant with flower plants on either side of the nicely laid out walk-way in between the slate roofed houses. A moment of silence under the moon light. I could see everything clearly. There he is, a British seargent dressed in some colorful clothing (yellow and red) similar to the MacDonald's guy.. Let's call him Macky. He was playing a guitar and slowly approaching me with a smile on his face as if he trapped me. I quickly turned backwards to find myself infront of another armed officer aiming to shoot me. For a moment, I thought it was the end of my life. I just looked on both sides and realized that three of us were in a straight line. The shot was fired and I managed to throw myself on to the ground.. voila !! and you guessed it right.. the bullet struck Macky with a bang and he is down.. I took the Guitar from the wounded and ran towards the backyard of another house to hide again. Unfortunately, someone from the house spotted me and was inquiring why I was there. He had no idea that I was being chased. Soon, the goons are back again. I could hear them talking to the wounded Macky outside the compound wall. This time I had another look at Macky.. Suddenly he looks like the world's heaviest man with huge limbs. I heard Macky saying " you cheated me ..". I was yelling "You are torrid... torrid..torrid"..
I guess I had enough of the chase... woke up from my sleep to tell you this dream.
Friday, March 2, 2007
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