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Macbook Pro and my best friend in my dream

Just on the morning of the day the year ends, I have these two dreams - as usual "weird".

First is about myself and my love for Apple products. I have been trying to buy a Macbook Pro and have been saving quite a bit of money for it. I decide to go and order a MBP online. You should know that the iStores in India aren't very pretty on your wallet and Apple doesn't have online store in India. So I order it and Apple delivers the package immediately. It was like the Roadrunner show where the coyote does a mail order for explosives from Acme and the post box immediately delivers the bombs.

I am very excited about my new laptop and eagerly open it up and find that it doesn't look like a Macbook. I still have the image of the laptop in my mind. It looks very similar to the current Acer laptop with a white keyboard and black screen lid. The difference is, the lid is not plastic, but made of cardboard. And the Apple logo on the top is very crude made by wetting the cardboard. I tough the logo and it goes in and I think it does some damage to the screen.

But I switch it on and the machine works fine and surprisingly I begin using it (in my dream). But in real life I am terrified and begin to get restless and turn around in my bed till I wake up for a brief period of time. I know it was a very brief period of time because I immediately goto sleep to see my next dream.

The second dream is about my best friend Radhika who was out of country to Australia for about a year and is currently pregnant. My office is very close to her house and one evening I start from work and see her father coming in the opposite direction. I stop by and he asks me to come to their home. So I begin walking with him and he asks about me and how things are going on.

This is the part where things get a bit weird. Then he begins to talk about Radhika about how things have changed with her after she has become pregnant. He continues saying "she comes home daily and drinks and goes to sleep". My dream-me begins to say "Oh, she drinks? She is pregnant right? Why do you allow her to drink?". Her father says "Oh, she doesn't listen to us. You talk to her. She is coming behind only".

I turn around and there she is fully drunk and dancing around like a little girl. I tell to her that she shouldn't be jumping around like this in this condition. All through this I am awake partly and realise how stupid my dream is, because Radhika doesn't drink at all and why should she begin drinking suddenly? After this, I couldn't think coherently and wake up atlast.

Now I am afraid to buy my Macbook Pro and also on talking with Radhika's father on the road.

PS: @sup3rkiddo told about a scam by someone trying to trick a guy into selling his Powerbook. Nice and interesting read.

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Two weird dreams

This blog is becoming more of a log of all my dreams than the other
fun stuff that I do. And all my dreams are weird - nothing like a
romantic date with some girl or becoming a billionaire. I had these
series of weird dreams for two saturdays in a row.

The first saturday I was in office and there were a few others too. Of
those I distinctly remember Ashish, because it revolves around him and
his laptop. I was sitting in my place and was working and Ashish comes
up late at his usual time and sits down to work. The minute he
switches it on, it begins to burn. It is not the "battery burst into
flames" kind of burning, it is a steady bluish yellow burner flame
coming out of the video card fan exhaust. And suddenly I see that he
is sitting in front of a window (out office doesn't have that kind of
open windows) and he is telling me in a calm tone "Guys, My laptop has
caught fire. Can you help me put this out?". The funny part is he is
keeping the laptop on his lap and the flame is burning through his
skin all this time.

So, we all rush to get the fire extinguisher and we try to put the
flame down. The extinguisher doesn't give the white foam as it is
supposed to, but only a colorless gas which has no effect against the
fire. Then I think, maybe these are all old and lost all the gas
pressure. So I go in search of a bigger one and I find that it is
inside a glass box. I break the glass and get the big extinguisher and
find that it is also no good.

By this time I am in the half awake and half dreamy state and my mind
is telling "Ok this dream is a bit weirder than usual. Time to wake
up". I wake up smiling at my stupid dream and wondering how it would
be if it really happens.

Exactly a week after this dream, again I get a new dream at the same
time. This time it is entirely about me. I go to Bombay and find that
I am all alone and no one around me talks Tamil. Feeling hungry, I see
that I am standing in a mall (a mall I visited in Brigade road) and I
see that there is a local chaat shop. I get couple of hot samosas and
the shopkeeper puts it in a plastic cover. I take out my wallet and
find that I have only one Rs.500 note in it and I take it out. At the
same time, a beggar woman comes and asks the shopkeeper for something
to eat. I give the money and the shopkeeper gives the woman something
to eat.

Later the woman goes off and I am still standing there waiting for him
to give me my change back. I ask for it and he says that I haven't
paid for it yet. I tell him that I gave the Rs.500 note, but he says
that money was given by that beggar. Surprisingly he talks in clean
tamil and I begin asking him how can a beggar give Rs.500 and he
doesn't believe me. I cry, plead, shout at him telling that I don't
have any other money than this.

Mean time, I pick the packet of samosa and I find that the plastic
cover has melted and become a sticky goo and mixed with the samosa.
Finally I find myself alone, hungry without any money, in a place
where I don't the language. At this point I am terrified and wake up
and wonder why I keep getting such weird dreams every saturday.

Anyway, the dream series hasn't returned yet, but I guess I will be
posting here again soon.

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What is wrong with my friends

One night I was in my bed not being able to sleep for more than an hour and suddenly I realised what was wrong with most of my friends at college.

First let me tell what I think is wrong with them (you may not agree):

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Hopper invasion - Great ad

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Andy McKee - Guitar - Drifting

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Paperclips do magnetic dance on train

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World's thinnest folding plug

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New Apple Ad Mocks Microsoft Laptop Hunters

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Thief in my house

Today afternoon I was planning on going out with a friend and decided to bathe. I was searching for my towel in my room and thought that maybe my mom had washed it and hung it for drying.
 
So I go out and look at the clothesline and find nothing except couple of my jeans and t-shirts. I begin the search for my towel in all the rooms and once again go out and look at the clothesline. Nothing is to be found.
 
Furious, I wake my mom up and ask her where the hell is my towel. She sleepily begins to search in all the places I had been before. After searching for a few minutes, she asks me "Maybe someone had stolen it through the window?". I was thinking "What kind of a thief steals a towel, but leaves behind better stuff like my jeans, my father's shirts (with money in the pockets) which are easily accessible from the window".
 
After about 15 mins of search by me and my mom, she goes into the bathroom and finds it there. Some stupid thief who steals a towel and puts it up my bathroom just in time for my bath.
 
Need to keep an eye on this elusive and invisible thief.

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Fear

Here are some of the things that I fear. I have tried to order them in the most to least.

• Death - After this, I don't have to be afraid about anything below this. But to think about this, I am sooo frightened. Especially if it is very painful and involves blood. I hope that science improves so within a few decades so that people can die without any pain and easily.
• Heights - People who had read my previous posts would have known about my fear of heights. Even though I am afraid of heights, I love to goto high places and watch down from there. It gives some kind of a thrill that nothing else could match. The rush I would feel in my head when I look from high buildings and flyovers. I love the flyover opposite to the airport while travelling in a fast bus taking the slow curve very close to the railing. I love to watch the tiny people below and think "What would happen if the bus breaks the wall and falls directly below?" Weird, but I do think like this.
• Blood - I hate to watch blood, especially if it is mine. I have hated watching removed organs being sent for biopsy. It gives me jitters to even think of it now. I have fainted when they were taking blood from me for a test. This incident has been haunting me for very long and I still haven't given a blood donation because of this. But surprisingly I don't have any problem seeing blood, gore and violence in movies or pictures. No idea why.
  
• Fire - I would be very careful near fire. If my mom is cooking something in the kitchen, I would maintain a safe distance from the stove when she is frying something. I am afraid the oil may jump out of the pan. I also was very afraid of match sticks. I learnt to light a match only after so many broken matches. This may also be one of the reasons why I don't light many crackers
• Next to fire is electricity. This may have come from my father. I am afraid of the live mains. If some device gave me a very mild shock due to faulty earthing, I would be cautious about it ever after. This happened to my old computer when I was trying to remove something without switching it off. I got a mild shock due to fault in earthing of wire. From then, even though everything is fixed and I even got a new computer - I would be very careful with it. Even with a laptop, I am always afraid while inserting the power cord. Also the battery when I am having it on my lap. Oh no, that reminds me - gotta move over to the table now.
• Water - I am afraid of drowning in water. I learnt swimming when I was about 12 and I dreaded every day I was near a trainer in the pool. They would push me down into the water and hold me - trying to get rid of my fear. Only that they failed in it miserably. But I learnt the art of trying to stay afloat after jumping into water. In fact I loved jumping into the 9 foot part of the pool and come up and bounce all day long in the water.
  
• Speaking to strangers - I am not very social and would hate having to speak to people I don't know, in some meeting/party. Only after learning something about them, I would talk to them.
  
• Talking to a girl - This is one of the reasons I would never get a girl friend. This is a result of the previous fear. I can never make a move. I am comfortable talking with many girls who are my friends, infact I have more girls as close friends than guys. But speaking to a totally new girl, it would make my tongue all dried up.
  
• Poisonous animals like snake, scorpions, etc. It is not like I am afraid of them, but it is another form of the first fear. Death by poisonous animals.
  
• Crowds - I hate going to crowded places. prefer places visited by fewer people than going in a group to some place which is already full with thousands of people. I have never gone to any cricket match or to the beach during the peak season.
  
• Public speaking - Though I can speak at length about most topics that I love, I hate to start talking about something which I don't know anything about. It is the fear of questions from the audience that drives this.
  

When I was a kid, I had these fears which I have tried to get rid off and was successful in some way.

• Darkness - I hated going out in the dark, I hated the distant light from a house in the night. I hated to go into a room. My mom had to switch on the light before I even enter it. I even slept with my lights on.
• Ghosts - I hated ghost stories, cemetry and such stuff. Even now I sometimes freak out. Oh no, how am I going to sleep now?
  
• Aliens and monsters - I had a tough time sleeping after watching movies like Critters, Anaconda, Independence Day, etc. I had a feeling that while I slept, the crites rolled up to my leg and would eat me alive. I used to sleep folding my legs inside the blanket - so that the crites would be confused to not find the legs.
• God - Just like many kids, I was also raised with things like God would punish me if I didn't do right things. After I began to think more, I was cured of this fear. 

This is a comprehensive list of most of my fears. Even though I am afraid of so many things, I am never afraid of talking about it or discussing about it.
I would love to hear about your thoughts on these and also about things you fear the most. Please leave a comment about it.

PS: I had finished this post many weeks back. Perhaps was too afraid to post it.

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