Decoding my dreams ..

Decoding my dreams ..

It is said and believed that our dreams are subconscious and sometimes acting out of free will but in other states like collective consciousness and superconsciousness it is very much the behaviour of individuals concerned depending upon their social economic and cultural upbringings .

Without going deep into other aspects, I take my time to go fishing in my subconscious state .

I had my dreams yesterday. So often than not I fail to bring words into to my dreams. But contrary to my belief I tried the inevitable by putting words into them today that is Wednesday December 2025 to put things in perspective so that readers might find some clues and suggest their views and expressions and experience as feedback to bring my narratives into meaningful conversation essential for meaningful life and existence as well .

To start with I don't want to go elaborately about the dreams in general. If I try to do that then readers would be finding them as more of fiction without any substantial evidence.

So I go straight and play my games as per my true consciousness.

This is my narrative. I do often visit our library located in our street which is called Sivagunathan library located at Nanayakaran Street,( literally meaning the coins manufacturer once in the periods of cholas ) Kumbakonam.

சிவகுருநாதன் செந்தமிழ் நூல் நிலையம்
ஓய்வு நேரத்தை ஆய்வு நேரமாக்கும் எழுத்துகள்
https://drbjambulingam.blogspot.com/2016/09/blog-post_15.html?m=1

I attach links as above.

I also provide the links about the etymology of words about the streets at our Temple town called Kumbakonam as an attendendum to this ..

‘குடியை’ அறிவோம்...
‘குடியை’ அறிவோம்... சோழநாடு சோறுடைத்து என்பது பழமொழி. எனவே சோறுடைத்த நாடு “சோற நாடு” ஆகிப் பின், சோழ நாடாகியது என்பர். இங்கே செவி வழி கேட்ட,...
https://selvablogspotcom-selva.blogspot.com/2025/12/blog-post_16.html

As reader, I find it interesting to read novels which I read of those of Jayakanthan, Sujata ,Lakshmi ,Balakumaranto name a few ...

I am always finding my foot strongly entrenched in reading philosophy as well like that of decartes ,carl Jung etc.

But what I went through yesterday in my dreams ie 16th December 2025 was interesting ...

It was raining in most parts of Tamilnadu,

Kumbakonam was no exception .

I found it difficult to go into my slumber yesterday because of that .

Of late I read finishing sancharam novel about nadaswaram vidhvans and their trials and tribulations which were explained vividly in details with historical touch by my favourite writer S Ramakrishnan .

In continuation after finishing sancharam, I took up another novel called IDAKKAI (left hand )which is all about Mughals who ruled India before British arrived.

I started reading and completing the first chapter about Aurangzeb.

Fine, I seldom last count of my time .After finishing it in about 15 minutes of the first chapter ,I returned to my home due to incessant rain , subsequently the lights went off as well in the library.

I had slept intermittently and my slumber was jerked at about 4:00 a.m. The wild turbulence which i witnessed in my body activated my psychological setup .

This riveted my body with whrill and thrilled my psychological and empirical experiences.

Why I fall pray to my psychological makeup was that my dreams were centered around my people and places juxtaposed to my domiciliary ie the river Arasalaru which is riverlet of cauvery flowing about 50 furlong from my house.

I do inform readers that adjacent to Arasalaru, there are no houses , only bushes and weeds .

Country to that in my dreams I witnessed many forms of people of all ages belonging to religions ,races, linguistics, rich and poor all leading their distinctive and separate life of the own In their homes which are wide open and none cared to look after them except me.

I was entangled in such a mess that I was really done and and dusted fearing as to how I would manage to come out and reach my home.

Prior to the narratives sofar, I visited a place called Mathur, a sleepy village near Ayyampettai en route to kandiyur . The place I mentioned is about 30 km away from Kumbakonam.

I went to Mathur in order to fullfil the obligations that arose out of commitments made to Almighty for the good will done to the family and as a mark of respect and paying our gratification to please God the whole act of journey was Undertaken.

After all the prayers and priests performing the rituals, I returned home in the bus which dropped me in a place which amused me to all ends with no ways of escaping and made me hallucinating with fear , leaving me to live in utopian dream.

After i disembarked from the bus near to my home ,I found it somewhat alien to me as there are many houses small and big zigzaged in lanes and lanes as that of ones we see even today in Tanjore.

More times than one I tried to find routes connecting my home which I foresaw in the form of the bridge which is old and familiar one and that separated me and my home.

In addition I found a friend so familiar to me coming and talking to me and I was invited to his house and retreated me well.

I told him about my fiasco and his brother was very much concerned as well .He made me comfortable and assured to help me out to reach my home.

Sorry for the interruptions : As I am narrating all , it is still very much that there are no houses near by Arasalaru river on the western side with only bushes and weeds being inhabitants not humans.

But my hallucinations were otherwise.

I do see people going to the other side of the bridge enmasse and I tried joining them and reaching the other side of the bridge.Then I was told that the road would be going to koothanallur.

Alas ,how came koothanallur to my dream as it was some 40 km away from Kumbakonam.

As i am lost in dreams and hallucinating in my thoughts, I find no reason to rationalize my dreams .In fact I am left high and dry.

Once I tried to take another route, I found cubs of lions sleeping with their mothers.

I was frozen to the core.

I came back frightened.

Such was the turbulent time that came bashing my nights that I lost the hope of ever going home.

My friend whose name I could not figure out due to meeting him after decades and that too in place nearby home with only river separating and the houses adjacent to the river cannot be imagined by me in real times.

Only in dreams I found all fantasys to exist.

The images I saw in the people ,their actions in their the houses that coexisted which were kept open for all to see.

The hilarious actions include

1. Old people engaged in sensual activities

2. Young people went about the business of doing the work without really caring about anything at all

3. Some are engaged in weaving ..

4. Some are eating ..

5. No one was envious about other in terms of possession etc...

6. In fact no quarrel, no skirmishes, no rumours mongers.

7. Nobody spoke about another person and no need for speaking at all

8. It was action All The Way and that too now ,now,now..

9. Alas, what a world ,we are living in.

Finally I found my perfect time and passage and that connected to my house

My friend accompanied me up to the place and he finally vanished without expecting even a goodbye from me.

The sum and substance of my dreams might be due to the following factors.....

1. The pain of S Ramakrishnan in narating story of nadaswaram vidwans in sancharam and I got imbibed to the narratives and I hallucinated because of that but I don't know really what went wrong with my dreams...

2. The other novel namely Idakkai ( left hand ) had impacted my philosophical thoughts and I went about harbouring Aurangzeb in his fag end of his life and he was found wanting in friend ship and loneliness was taking his life slowly.

In his final days, he went to Sufi for all the wisdom who preached about the impermanence of life ; the life which is full of miracles which cannot be counted nor measured by time.

The possibility of doing good things in life would come back to anyone in some way or other and doing things contrary to the life expectations with ego for power, money, for lust invariably endanger one's lives and our generations .The erosion would be more of minds than bodies.

We as participants of time do play a part.

If one plays his or her part according to consciousness he or she will get rewarded for action .

So would be the truth with negative mindset.

So I finally close my dreams with as much truth in it as possible so that the life which is full of colour and dreams cannot be discounted with mere aspirations and expectations to lead a selfish life.

Instead it should be filled with activities that concern the whole of ecosystem consisting of all living beings of plants,animals, and the essentials incredients of life namely Air,Water,Space ,Fire and Earth are to be protected by All concerned for well-being of all inhabitants to co exist.

Selvaraj. Shanthi 

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