A Crazy Dream

6:18 AM me: Holy shit

That was what my GTalk window said on March 10th, 2008. The person I was talking to was Veg (Vaijayanti Varma. Check her blog here.) Her reply was "wt?" She was shocked that I was still awake. I wouldn't blame her. Who stays awake till 6am anyway? Anyway, I told her that I had dozed off with my earfones on (as usual) and had just woken up from a crazy dream. I noticed that it was Rammstein - Benzin playing on my playlist. I told her so and all she could do was laugh away. She asked me to blog my dream. So, I realized it's a nice idea and told her I'll do it later on. Thus, this post. I know not many people are really interested in others' dreams. But hell, who cares, eh? I'm just putting it down for the sake of it. My dream was as follows:

I'm at home and I have my earfones on and there's Rammstein's Benzin playing at max volume on my MP3 player. I was chatting with Veg, but I'm too tired, so I just switch off my PC without saying goodbye. Then I head off to the kitchen and I get a pot just like I do at home to heat some milk to have before going to sleep. But in this dream, for some reason, I fill it up with a deep red liquid, more like oil. Then I walk towards the stove with the pot in hand, happily listening to my music. My phone starts vibrating in my pocket. I know someone's calling me but I can't pick up the phone because I the pot in my hands. I look at the liquid in the pot and then the line "Ich brauch Benzin" plays in the song. Literally it means, "I need petroleum". Then I realize that the liquid in the pot is some form of gasoline (I know gasoline is black but this is a dream, remember?). Then suddenly my mom rushes to me and takes the pot from my hand and asks me to take the call. I quickly take my phone out and see that it's actually 4 messages. Surprisingly, 3 are from a college friend of mine, Vaskar, which is odd because I never gave him my number. The 4th message is from Veg. So, I check Veg's message first. It says "Join some room right now." I guess that I hadn't said bye to her so maybe she there was something she wanted to tell me and wanted me to come to some chatroom (another odd thing as we never been to a chatroom). Anyway, so I immediately head off to get online, but instead I end up at the roof of my 5-floor apartment building. Then, somehow I'm looking at myself from third person view and I see myself look around totally zapped and confused and then all of a sudden, there's an explosion in the top 3 floors of the building and all the glass windows are shattered. I realize that my home is on the 3rd floor and I'm shocked to see just a few wall cabinets remaining there. All this time the Rammstein song is playing in the background.

At this very moment, I woke up and looked around me and heard the song still playing on my earfones. For a moment, I was stunned. Then I looked at my PC and there was the GTalk window with Veg and I came to my senses and put my fingers on the keyboard and typed out the words: "holy shit" on that window and pressed Enter. It reminded me of the time when one of my friends was high on weed and he came to my room and I was listening to Rammstein. He asked me to stop it after a few seconds. Said he was starting to "see scary shit like monsters and stuff". I guess Rammstein really is scarier than it sounds :-D But, all in all, I guess this will be one dream I will always remember.

Moral of the story: Do not listen to Rammstein when you're not in your senses ;-)