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Friday, October 27, 2006

It's fun to drink. It's even more fun to drink over a table with a couple of your friends. But it's only really 'power to the giduga' when you're doing all this in a dream only to wake up the next morning to laugh it off. I've been drinking alot lately. If you know why, you know. If you do not know, get me a crate of carlsberg and I'll explain the details blow by blow. Coming to the all important part, I had a dream. To drink and sleep and then to dream to drink and then to drink and laugh about it, is such a complicated issue don't you feel?

When you keep thinking about a certain something, does it mean something certain? My mum has an encyclopedia when it comes to me dreaming about anything. Dream about peacocks and she'll immediately mention Murugan. Dream about elephants and she'll definitely mention Vinaayager. Dream about snakes and she's bound to mention Shivan. But when it's beer that I dream of, there's no way in hell my mum is gonna mention anything about Muniswaren. The closest thing to muniswaren would be a parang. And me getting slaughtered with it. Just to satisfy your curiousity, the dream goes like this:

I was down to the 7-11 near my place. To be exact, the 7-11 beside the little india arcade. I bought the usual goods. Beer. Depending on the amount of money still left in my 'ang po' collection and the intensity of my mood, the dosage needed will be calculated and upon purchasing, will be debited into my stomach. Nothing strange bout' the dream just as yet. The funny thing here is, instead of turning back to head home after finishing my cans, I decide to actually advance forward to the usual drinking place of my klkillah's. The selmor coffeeshop. Seated there, accompanied by god knows how many beer bottles, was Shanker(A.K.A Ah Neh) and Ugra Chandi. Another peculiar thing was that the expressions on their faces seemed to portray my mood. Somehow, the usual "KNN" from shanker was missing. If you know him, you'd know his trademark word 'KNN'. Which, of course, is the acronym for the word 'Kan Ni Na'. Instead, a heart fond talk about sad life stories was going on. Shanker, however, decided that bringing me to a corner to lay down his love stories was the better option. Now all this while, I was sleeping sound. The part where praba wakes up to wonder about something, in every form of the word, was when shanker tears and wipes his tears off only to cry again and then for me to wake up not to see him tear again.

See, it's a strange dream not coz I met my friends at the coffeeshop when I didn't expect them there. Not becoz shanker cried. Not becoz I didn't head straight home after finishing my cans. Not becoz I actually decided to walk over to selmor. The million dollar question is, would he have gone saying "KNN" had I not woken up by this point in time?

I is KLKonfused. Adios.

Labels: Dream

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