Dree-Mee-Mee

Part I

It was another hot Sunday afternoon.

The sun, possibly with the mistaken belief that Sunday is totally his day, was shining through brightly in all his splendor and perhaps was sweating in his own heat due to the effort. That might be a pretty good explanation for the humidity.

"What a thought... what a deeply amusing and totally ridiculous thought" I thought to myself, rather lazily as I stifled a yawn.

So, it was another hot lazy Sunday afternoon.

And I didn't have a thing in the world to do. I was lying on my bed in my gadget-cluttered and cloth-scattered room which some poor soul in the past had intended to be used as a decent bedroom when he built it. I try my best to respect his intentions.

The heavy lunch of the hour gone by started taking effect, lulling me into a state of mental relaxation that people these days pay to achieve in those weekend meditation classes. Only to return to their stressful and frown-faced selves on the weekdays.

But I was far from frowning. In fact I was far from doing anything worth remembering. Nothing to remember except the fact that the fan on the ceiling above me was doing what I was doing... not working.

“That’s strange” I thought “It’s supposed to be doing something else: rotating around its axis, whirling and whirling and whirling...”

But it was not. I guess the fan was in its own state of relaxation this weekend before getting stressed on the weekdays.

I cursed the fan. "Damn you! What kind of fan are you that cannot do the one thing you know … rotate"

It took some time for my fuzzy brain to see a piece of reason; the fan was not working because the good (sometimes bad) people of the Electricity Supply Company on my side of town had temporarily come out of their relaxed state to fix a faulty high tension wire somewhere down the road. And as it so often happens in life, something down the road affects you in ways that defies the principles of independence you believe in.

The power supply line had been disabled for the repairs. No power hence no fan. Now that made sense. My mind relaxed again.

I thought to myself (lazily again) "I might as well grab a nap now". It’s amazingly disconcerting to think how little man can achieve if there is no electricity to keep him company.

I yawned and settled comfortably into my favorite sleeping position.

And sooner than you can say ‘sweet dreams’ I had started drifting into the world of sleep. Deeper and deeper... higher and higher... deeper and higher...higher and deeper... yes, opposites have no meanings now. Nothing has a meaning now. It’s another world.

I looked around myself. “Wow, I know this place...but… where am I?”


(To be continued…..)