the dream watcher

i seldomly remembers things i dreamt about in my everyday sleeps. but lately, in this 4-5 days, i can vaguely recall what i've been dreaming.

basically, for the past 2-3 days, somehow in my dreams there is this one constant character in all of it. the interesting part is, there is no verbal communication happening between me and the person in my dreams. it was either thru texting (hehe, my dream is quite canggih u know), or it was like the person is there but not talking to me, or even by somebody either spelling or saying the name outloud.

people says that if you talk about your dreams, you're going to jinx it. so, people, help me to jinx this particular dream. (might sounds a bit like khurafat, but i just want to share what i've dreamt last night).

after a brief period of dreaming of watching that person going through some dilemmas and problems, i was transported to another place. sometime in near future. and there i was, spending some time with people i cannot recall now, when all of a sudden, heard a booming sound. looked into the sky, and saw this wonderful patterns of smoke and dust. something like what you'll see during a space shuttle launching. but something was fishy. something was different at that time. then i realize, i was experiencing the breath-taking view on the launch of nuclear missiles.

perhaps i was heavily influenced by Tom Clancy's novels, but in this particular dream, i had this feeling of, "bloody americans, now they are attacking my country". what did i do? ran into a bomb-shelter (how i was there, that's another thing to ponder), and realized that bomb shelter is not safe enough. to escape or even survive from the attack, i must flee the country and go to Europe.

then i found myself in front of pisang goreng stall, discussing with my mother what should we do. when she suggested that we are to take the 1st flight available to Europe the next morning, i told her that i do not own any passport yet. (this is a fact. all my family members already owned international passport. they went to Indonesia last weekend, except me). then she said, "its ok. esok kita buat sama-sama.i'll just say that i've lost mine".

then, decided to buy some pisang goreng from the stall. coincidentally, the stall is about to close. managed to buy some pisang goreng, and witnessed another good samaritan act. a man bought a plastic full of pisang goreng, handed all of it to a boy who came after i bought the last pisang goreng.

and there i was, thinking, "is this the least we can do while waiting for the impending doom? is this man acting like that because he knows the end is near, or he is truly sincere?"

as i turned my head off the stall, i found myself in my room back, looking directly at the clock. it was 5.45am in the morning, and i just woke up from my dream.

two things i remembered most from this particular dream:
1- the person.
2- scenery of nuclear missiles being launched.

i dont want to jinx the 1st part. i just want to jinx the 2nd part of last night's dream.