Field of Dreams

What a night! What dreams!
I saw rabid monkeys, someone out to kill me, my old school- Presentation Convent and L.K. Advani of all the people in this world.
The supersonic, psychotic monkeys (or maybe one monkey with her baby) was in Jammu. Out to get my ass, I was saved by Suzana who's trying her best to get a nip on the monkey. I was standing in the lawn and she seemed hell bent to bite me for some reason. The monkey is zipping on the boundary wall and propelling herself from the shesham tree near the waterfall. Divya is also there and I'm equally perplexed as what is she doing there, all the way from Banda. In the end I try to kick her and she almost gets a nip on my leg while Suzana is almost going to get a nip on her.....and I wake up with a start!
Before this in another dream I have this information that someone is out to kill/hurt me and I am put up in a hostel. I'm more wary then afraid. Nitin is in the room next to mine and I'm sitting there. A window/grill opens into my room so I can keep an eye if anyone comes looking for me. No one came from what I remember.
Nitin figures in the next one too. I've had a fight and am contemplating whether to call or sms. But I remember a chat about the one who is in England. Nothing specific but just ideal chit-chat which ended in an argument. Am lying on my stomach in the ground of PCS, facing the school building. For some reason I am eating powdered sugar from a paper bag. After some time I doze off and the next I know there is a commotion due to which I wake up. Lo and behold L.K. Advani has come to school with an entourage of 10-15 people. I get up to see what he has to say. He has three SPG guards with him in bandhgallas who are giving me dirty looks. One of them stands almost in front of Advani as if I'm out there to assassinate him. There is no platform and he's just standing on the ground and addressing a group of around 20 people. Nitin later comes to me and comments on how I was devouring sugar and then slept off there in the sun for an hour or so.
Two bad dreams out of three is not a good score and when was the last time I saw so many dreams in one night?
I think never.

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