the brothel with a wooden balcony

Men were sitting with their legs stretched on the wooden balcony, and a woman was entertaining them with her talk. We were all waiting for our chance to cuddle with the woman, and by cuddle I mean cuddle. I was sitting on the side railings, with my legs stretched, and comfortable with the whole situation. Beside me sat two little girls, daughters of our host. I tried to talk with one of the girls, but she was not interested. She ran away. I thought of the whole cuddling thing, the soft white bed on the floor, all fluffy, and the fluffy woman. I felt a little naked in my shorts and the short towel that I wore over it. The wind was getting chilly. But my mind was calm. I don’t know whether I got my chance or I just got what I wanted , but I started to leave. I walked down the nicely crafted, wooden stair case and entered the corridor which leads outside. While I was walking along the corridor, I got a glimpse of what is going in the next house connected to the same corridor. A woman was teaching another woman the right demeanor for her honeymoon time. She was acting shy, dressed nicely in a white dress , practicing different expressions. I walked on silently.

--Just a dream I had like the damp dormitory.

the damp dormitary

The class room was fully packed with students, and the air was damp. I was sitting at the edge of my bench and relatively happy, since everybody was listening to the teacher, and i was alone in the crowded room. Thats when hell broke loose. A group of miscreants barged into the room to break the silence, to disturb the harmony and let the terror out. I ran for my life. I ran through the well lit corridor, i ran down the familiar stair case, down several floors, and found myself in a semi lit dormitarry. The floor was glistening with water, and the smell of phenol, and i saw long rows of wooden cots arranged in one half of the hall. And sitting in the last one was jerry. Jerry is my friend from hostel, my junior. I felt relieved, ran to his cot, hopped on to it, and started chatting about movies. I felt relieved.

reborn

This has a dejavu feel for me. After weeks and months of boring life, suddenly you are dropped into a nice world for a limited amount of time. And then you see a lot of nice thing, nice unknown people, nice unseen places, and then you are taken to a calm cozy place to sleep and a moment to think whats happening. And you feel, that you were born today morning, though you feel like having the wisdom of atleast a 10 year old, and you remember that you have family and friends whom you care about. But there are just no memories before the start of this adventure. You try to retain the dementia and savour it as long as possible. And to your surprise it lingers.