Dreams, and when I say dreams, I mean the dreams that your subconscious sends to you when you are asleep, not those dreams that are your hopes for the future, like getting a Ferrari or something. Dreams come in all shapes and sizes. Just as everything has it's goods and bads, dreams have the power to provide you with hope or some fun, and yet, dreams have the power to hurt you. Here are some kinds of dreams:
I'm sure you all have dreamed of people dying. I did, and it was not just once, but thrice. First, it was my mother dying, then my brother and lastly my grandfather. There were probably a few more but I can't quite remember them now. The ways they died were pretty ridiculous, my mother was dancing around happily before lying down on a bed, my brother was already dead, we just escorted him to heaven, and my grandfather was erm.. I can't really remember. So, after I woke up, reality immediately kicked in, as did logic, and thus I wasn't overly sad about it. It was so fake, after all. But these dreams still made me reflect upon the way I had treated them over the past days, months, or even years. And it hit me that the way I was acting was actually hurting them. I found that I got easily irritated at them and snapped at them almost every time they tried talking to me. I realised that if they really died the next day, there were many regrets I had to live through. Regrets of not talking to them more, regrets of not being more polite to them, regrets of not treating them the way they deserve to be treated, with love and respect. I am proud to say I have changed much since then. Of course, it is hard to change and I still have a long way to go. But without those dreams, I would never have taken the first step.
Again, quite recently, I dreamed that one of my best friends was leaving me. She was going to America to further her studies, because her aunt working there had given her an opportunity to. She was flying off within a week, and I would most likely never see her again. I woke up, and I'm not ashamed to say I cried. I cried for this terrible loss that I had yet to experience in real life. It is hard to explain loss to someone who hasn't felt it before. This was the first loss I had experienced, and then and only then, did I realise how hard it was to get rid of this horrid feeling. This was the first time I felt so empty, so lonely, and it wasn't even real! I really do not wish to find out how much more wretched I would feel if the next loss I experienced was real. Needless to say, there was no way I could fall back to sleep. I emailed the friend I dreamt of, and I told her about my dream and how much I appreciated her. It felt silly but I sent it anyway. Up till then, I never realised how much I treasured her. Yes, I knew we were best friends. Yes, I knew I would like her to remain my friend for a long long time. But I wasn't prepared to learn the hard way how it felt to have her wrenched out of my life suddenly. Trust me, it felt like someone tore my heart out of me.
You see, dreams are not just meant to help you escape from your worries or troubles and lead you into a perfect environment you created in your mind. Dreams aren't only meant for people who try to escape from real life. Dreams help you reflect upon your life. They remind you to change your behaviour, they remind you to appreciate others, in order to avoid hurting your loved ones. Dreams aren't useless, they are a crucial part of us.
That's all for now, perhaps I'll write more about happy dreams later.
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