Arguably, the silliest.

So I woke up in the morning and was very sad to be doing so. I am not too fond of waking up, you see. I had had the craziest dream ever.

~The Abrupt Beginning~

Me and two of my cousins were visibly harrowed as we knocked on that grey door. Surprise! My high school crush [HSC] opens the door. After all these years, he had not changed a BIT. The same hazel eyes, the honey skin, the million dollar smile. My, he looks like a cross between Paul Walker and Hrithik Roshan!

Thats what I thought EVEN IN MY DREAM.

So anyway, his house had rolled up mattresses and purple curtains and a lot of people praying, stationed here and there. My dream, having a direction of its own had still not figured out what I was doing at his place and that too with Mou Di and Kutti, my cousins. We were offered Rooh Afza in tall glasses on an off-white plastic tray.

(I HATE Rooh afza, said the sub-conscious me, to my Dream)

(Well what can you do, I LOVE it, said my Dream, to the sub-conscious me)

So anyway, while HSC was showing me his latest collection of Techno magazines, my cousins were ruefully sipping Rooh afza and the sub-conscious me and my Dream were still at it, I fell asleep. I mean even in my dream.

After this, to avoid confusion, I will jump directly to the part where I wake up, in my dream.

So I wake up and I find nobody around. The disoriented, confused and spineless character that my Dream is, I walked around to find out that HSC's house was actually a palace. Well two minutes ago, it was an apartment with a grey door, but now it was a palace. There was this woman clad in white robes who showed me around. I have no idea where she came from. On asking my Dream, it uttered some eleven words.

"What Do you expect, I am an ordinary dream-next-door"

So there were these large beautiful rooms with Brocade curtains and mahogany four-poster beds.

I was wide-eyed and mesmerized. So much so, that I could not help spinning around and asking the Lady in white,

"Who is the bleeding art director?!"

The Lady in white was just about to answer me when the sub-conscious me questioned my Dream, once again,

"When did I become such an expert? How did I know its a Mahogany four-poster bed? I don't know nothing about wood material....."

It was at this point that my Dream icily lashed back at me, saying "will you shut up already? Get your butter popcorn and enjoy the show". In doing so, I agree, my dream unknowingly did the wide-awake me a good turn, because seriously, the interruptions were beginning to get difficult as far as this post is concerned.

Anyway the Lady in white took me to this hall where exotic looking women were sipping wine and playing cards and stuff. She told me they were all HSC's cousins. At this point I realized I was really not thinking much about where my cousins had disappeared and just after this realiztion, my cousins appeared out of nowhere and offered me three pieces of "Big Bubble" chewing gum.

I was aghast. The following conversation followed.

Me: How could you two leave me alone and go away...and that too when I am sleeping?! Amen't I your little sister?

Cousins [in unison] : Oh, cut the crap. you're ALWAYS sleeping and besides we got you chewing gum.

Me: Okay. Cool. I appreciate that. So wassup?

Cousins [in unison]: what is up is definitely this flesh trade your sweet HSC is organizing.

Me: what? Flesh trade? HSC? Organizing?.....wait..I never knew what it is like to "organize" a flesh trade......you know it sounds more like a school Fest or something. hehehehe.

Cousins [in unison]: stop giggling like a silly school girl. This is not high school. This is a major scam. You see all those exotic women? They are HSC's cousins and he's gonna SELL them all to buy a new guitar!

Me: In that case, I think I should scrap him and congratulate him. He has finally grown up.

And then, I woke up.

~The equally abrupt End~