yesterday i dreamt that we were fighting the orks. i liked the dream so i wud like to share...
we (there were ppl, all familiar but why were they here i dont know, but the battle takes place at our house which has got a makeover :P) were having fun when news came that the orks were coming for us. there were surely no place to hide but this time we decided to fight back. we made strategies and positioned ourselves accordingly. they always come through the walls (!) so about 15 of us including me were on the bench with daggers in our hands( dont laugh out). they are coming...their heavy footsteps set everything into vibrations. as they ushered in we held our breath. i was afraid and were the others. those beastly thing broke everything. the chief came towards me, i gathered all my courage and faced him. something happened, i dont clearly remember, and then i stabbed him, many times and he died! i m always against killing at that moment i was too happy to notice the other orks coming. our plan was to run upstairs where there is a secret path to escape this place. but to reach that place we all have to face the orks again. we hid behind the 2 single beds in tilakmama's room...so can see we were barely hiding. they obviously came but then what happened again i dont remember. after that we were all running towards the secret path. it resembled a toilet with american system. the hole was not very big and apparently impossible for a human to pass through it. so we were stuck and the orks were coming. ppl screamed at me to hurry up. all of a sudden the hole enlarged and i fell through a burrow-like path and finally reached somewhere near park street. it was in the middle of the night that we escapees landed there. then my dream changed.
i kno this was kind of stupid. but i was happy when i woke up. that narrow escape and me killing the ork chief were really something to be happy about. i could have given some effects to this writing to make it sound a little bit like experiencing the dream reality. but i have to go back to maths now. so later sometime maybe....
i m a bad narrator. after reading so many thrillers i shouldn't be writing so flatly. no practice..
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