Dream Woven Story

Yes, dreams do weave a story. When we write a story, we usually take fictional characters. While on the other hand, dreams use real characters. The characters who are known to us, the characters who has been with us at least once, although it’s very rare when the character is unknown and new. We stimulate dreams by giving it prompts everyday, meanwhile doing our chores. Whatever we see, observe, do or experience, throughout our day is used as a prompt. Especially whatever we think or even watch, right before we sleep, it directly goes into subconscious as a prompt. Meanwhile we are unaware of what’s gonna cook in our dream. But dreams really do surprise us, by it’s unique way of weaving a story, using all the prompts. After we wake up, sometimes out of curiosity, start contemplating about it. Trying to figure out, why did I see him or her in my dream or sometimes we focus on the conversation we ended up with. And eventually conclude, that yes this person or situation was on the top of my head and thus was a prompt to your dream woven story.

Here is the dream that made me write so much-

Meanwhile, we were enjoying a wedding reception, me and and my sister along with our relative decided to eat ice-cream, in a nearby ice-cream parlor. We went there and ordered 3 ice- creams. He made ice-cream using the evenly half cut pieces of bread. Meanwhile, we were eating, he was scribbling something on his desk, which turned out to be a complicated English word. My sister was trying to peep, so as to know what exactly he was scribbling. She tried reading it but couldn’t in her first attempt. Then when he caught her peeping, he asked if she could read,  and she said yes. She read although faltering.There he said, it’s an easy word. To which, she agreed! although pretending to know the meaning of it. Meanwhile I was thinking about him, how can he know so much of English (better than me), out of nowhere, my brother appeared in the scene. He was on the call, talking about the increasing corona cases. 

Here are the prompts of this amazingly dream woven story

1. wedding and relative- I met this relative in my cousin’s wedding and since then she is on the top of my head.

2. Ice- cream made from the pieces of bread- Right before sleeping, I watched a video of bread recipe and also a recipe of ice cream.

3. Complicated English word- Along with the recipes video, I also gave grammar test on FB and scored full marks, this boosted my confidence for English. The reason why I underestimated that shopkeeper in my dream.

4. Corona Cases- No doubt, this is lingering in our mind since lock down.

– Harshleen Israni


Your pen listens to your story, it’s time to listen to your pen’s story!! p.s_ Something that was written a long back!! https://www.instagram.com/tv/CAdMTxWnTAI/?igshid=14tdv5cy0cbnu

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Not to be a part of Herd!

If you’re the only “one”
I bet you’re enough
Not like those “two”, “four”, or ” thousands”
Who have got common pronunciation of “O’s” in them
Unlike “one”, for which an “O” has to be sounded as “wa”
And if you even join “one”, I bet you will lose your specialty
That’s when you’ll become “two”.
-Harshleen Israni

Alone to be Alone?

Am I alone to be alone?
No right?
we all feel loneliness
how ironical, to say this
“we all are alone”
in spite of living together in this world
surviving together for better life
working hard to have “food, shelter and clothes”
everything together
to get the predestined happiness
but yet I see people sitting on beaches,
to have inner conversation with waves
I see people sitting on marine drive,
to feel envy of couples
or to fight with their loneliness?
I watch them playing with mud alone
some write their name on Jhuhu beach
or some end up carving hearts on mud
I watch them capturing Bandra worli sea link alone
and then posting it on instagram
which is totally the mirage of happiness and fun
and so I myself watch them alone, too
trying to learn from these people to enjoy loneliness
or to slay it?
but at the end
Happy Realisation
“we watch each other doing all this alone together,
although apart ”
-Harshleen Israni

Dreamy Genre- Nightmare

In between the people
where the lips talk about series
where the eyes remain stuck on to netflix
where the mouth hold pizza
where the hand hold coke
where the legs hardly have any movements
where the ultimate mission is just to complete series before anyone else does
where the mission is to increase the number of watched series into the list

I have this challenge of dealing with the nightmares
which has now somewhere become the permanent genre of my dreamy series
No, I ain’t in the state of getting terrified through these nightmares
but rather I am in the state of dealing the aftermath
How shall I open my eyes?
when I know that there ain’t anyone to console me
there ain’t you beside me to solace
and so I  prefer the company of those demons and ghosts
who rather comforts me,
who make me realize,
“It’s just a Dream”

     -Harshleen Israni

His zero buck pizza!

He prepared his pizza
Just like spreading chilli flakes and oregano
Spread his hand all over my body unbottoning my shirt, naked me
he started licking me like that of a pizza cheese
while I went on screaming and shouting stop!stop!
he went on enjoying his taste
he smelled this cheesy pizza excitedly and then, closer and closer
started biting every part of it
while I would shout it hurts, please stop it!
but it didn’t affect him
After all, I were his most delicious pizza to suck
which he got for no bucks!

Harshleen Israni

Something untold!

Neither are the lyrics nor is the song itself
Neither is the tune nor are its intonations
Neither is the singer nor is the someone I’m missing
It’s the familiar aura that a song creates
It’s the place that a song reminds me of
And are the people who were with me at that place
Who would hum with me the same song
Makes me cry and also makes it a fav song!
_Harshleen Israni