I used to believe that being absent - minded is a grave sin. Or atleast, that's how it was portrayed to me. I would call myself a dreamer, so you would have guessed by now the connection with the first line. A few days ago, I had a dream. And I want to tell you about it. I was sitting in my room, trying to figure out the weirdness going on around with me. The air was tense and bizzare. The blue sky was fading into a tangerine one. There was some kind of a mellow light.I came near my window to take a closer look. I saw a shooting star gracefully descending the sky. (Probably, like the emoji that we use?) At the sight of it, I closed my eyes to make my wishes. Barely after what may have seemed like a minute, the sky was suddenly dark, pitch black. Everything went hazy for the time. I had to wipe my spectacles to see the view. The star had exploded. The black sky is enveloped with dusts of blue,pink,yellow, green and red. You would have guessed it by now, yes! A supernova. The luminosity of it had blinded me for time. This was the vivid image I could grasp. And the next thing I remember after this sequence is I am running towards my Professor's cabin to narrate it. From her expressions, I realised with a heavy heart that she wasn't believing one word of what I saw. Dejected, I walked out of her chamber, only with the thought of writing about this to the world. I started penning down my dream, and that's when I woke up from sleep. I still don't understand why or how about this dream. Whether it has some connection with me or not, only time will tell. The Professor who didn't back me in the dream sequence, is actually my backbone and a pillar of support. I thought about her too. It it all had happened for real, she would be the first one to tell it to the world.
It feels so good after sharing this dream. If you have any sort of interpretation of this dream, do let me know. Okay?