Here comes again, a dream for free. It feels so good as traveling any day is a dream come true. So while am not traveling, to dream of it is a bonus.
This time I am meeting my friends from Portugal in India. It is bit questionable why most of my dreams are with my Portuguese friends!!
Even I do not have an answer to this. May be because in my head I am convinced that they travel the most. But of course am also with my friends and family this time.
So my friends Jorge, Inacio and Leninha are visiting me in Orissa and I vaguely remember taking them for dinner with a friend Joe. So we rest the night and set out for the day tour in the city of Bhubaneswar and Joe would take all of us to see Puri and Konark. My mother and eldest sister Lily ask us to take special care of Leninha as she is pregnant. The typical Indian concerns ;)
With a flick of a second, we four are in Cusco to see one of the Inca's fort. Jorge and Inacio tells us that they have been to this fort several times with Nomad's groups. So I and Leninha should visit it and they would plan the rest of the day.
Then there was this huge fortified wall, which was very Inca's style. The way to the door are three parallel narrow paths made of solid stones and if one slips off these pathways then falls into a dangerous cliff. These pathways were as narrow as only two persons can cross at a time. I ask Leninha if she needs any help to which she says she can manage on her own. While she is trying to cross like a confident and brave girl; holding her long white gown in her hands, I am scared like a chicken. I look down and imagine of a Harry Potter movie. When I look beside at Leninha then I see that she has a very small tummy bulge. I am very curious to ask as its already September and the baby is expected anytime. Then how she has a very small bulge. But then I hold my curiosity as it is not nice to ask this to a girl.
Anyways we both cross the path safely and were under the hood of the fort gate. It starts to rain. I find a safe place for Leninha. As we are waiting, I notice one guy is smiling at me who looks like Jonathan from my previous workplace(Deutsche Bank). But then later he tells me that he was smiling because he is Indian. Later I see more Indian looking guys and all wanted to take pictures with Leninha for which they are friendly with me. Another typical Indian stunt. From no where Jorge pops in to save us as one of the guys were trying to flick our pockets. He tells us that it is a scam and we should watch out our pockets.
He tells us that he and Inacio have decided that we should call it a day and rest at home as the rain is due to a huge low pressure in the Bay of Bengal.
Next moment, we are in Sarat Bose road in Calcutta. It is all lit up like Durga Puja. I love this thing about dreams that you can be anywhere across the globe in a flick of second. It is like you are in a time machine. We are walking in the street and the wind is very strong. We all try to make circle and protect Leninha because she is like the star in this story ;)
There was another friend of mine there but I do not remember now. Later we all are sleeping in my mom's house in Bhubaneswar. I see Leninha in deep sleep and snoring little bit.
Then again I find myself sleeping in a very high end hotel. I wake up as Jorge is shouting: Buntyyyy!!
Wake up slowy, the breakfast will be over in half hour. I am still lazy. Then I finally wake up when a Filipino woman throws her younger son at me. She tells me that she is a huge fan of Jorge and wants to take his interview. I should take care of her younger son for a while. The mother is making the interview and the elder son is annoying Jorge at the same time.
I woke up!! This time for real, when the kid in my dream starts to pee on all the walls of the hotel room.
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