Weird !

I stole the key of Nano's new bike, Karizma from his room when we was sleeping. I had to because I always wished to have a ride on that and Nano never allows anyone apart from himself to drive the bike. I ran downstairs and found a black Karizma next to the gate resting on its side stand, showing hell lot of attitude. The flashy graphics made it look like a powerful sport's bike. I plugged in the key and vrooooom. The place is full of up and down slopes. I rode like a star in first downslope showing off the sexy looks of the bike but what the hell did I discover when I reached the upslope next ! I felt my legs are putting immense efforts to drive up. I looked down to find the reason. I was pedalling !! The bike turned into a jammed cycle and that too when its upslope. I did not wish to continue the ride and turned back so that I feel comfort driving that fucked up two wheeler in a downslope. I folded my hands over the handle and put the head on them. Hallucinations all around, weird visualization just like the ones we see in a media player. The cycle is running on its own and I am virtually asleep. Suddenly I woke up that too virtually with a scream that I have finally found the solution to the problem Lahoti and I have been crushing our brains for the past 2 months. I decided to hault at 9 to give him the good news. What then..another realization which was far more scary and weird. I found my dear mom sitting behind me ! So changed the plan to moving back to the hostel. When I started from the hostel, the place was silent with a few people including some hot sizzling girls. I guess it hardly took me a couple of minutes to come back. But the scene was entirely changed ! My mom wanted to buy me some custard apple from the crowdy fruit market at the same place which a minute ago was quite and pleasant. I came out of the parking place and turned back to see if the cycle is placed properly. I didn't find any cycle because I parked a red pulsar over there. I entered in the mid of the conversation between my mom and the fruit seller who was an old lady but looked like a witch with the broom resting next to her. 69 grams for Rs.22, that's what she said and instead of packing the fruits in a carry bag, she started to put herself in a jute sack. My mom became uncomfortable with her face giving an indication that she wanted to vomit. I don't know if it's the unreasonable cost or the strange standard of measurement that caused her inconvenience. It was really worrying to see my mother. Someone started banging on the wooden door next to the place where I was standing. The guy was screaming just like the one in a horror movie when an ugly ghost approaches him and all the ways to escape out are closed. I walk towards the gate to help him. I find abhinav asking to wake up for the morning class !!
All was so wierd that even I got amazed when I recalled everything and the strangest thing is that it's for the first time that I am able to recall my complete dream !

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