I am on a month's leave from office due to leg fracture. Some of d staff frm my office came to visit me so as to enquire on my present situation. I was pleasant nd we went on with d chit-chat until one of dem made a sarcastic comment specifying d fact that my boss didn't really appreciate my taking leave for this long. She went on to reflect dat he evn suggested dat I am not skilled enuff to handle the pressures of the post I am assigned to. Though it was a vague representation and though I did not seem to care much about it, it did hurt me in the back of my mind...Bcoz with all that I hav learned, I used to always feel that I am overqualified for my post and considered myself outstanding. May be as I am new to this office, and was here only for 4 days, he did not know much about me... that's y... I told myself. Yet my ego was hurt...After a lot of chat they left, and I forgot d whole thing and went on to watch movies and songs on tv.
The day went as usual and der wer many happy things to it dat I forgot evn abt the visit of my coworkers.
At the end of the day... after many bedtime stories nd lullabies, putting my son to bed, I closed my eyes to sleep...Many beautiful things about this day came gushing to my mind: the frnd who sent me gifts, the payasam amma prepared for me, the way my son wrote my name for the first time in his slate, without any mistakes, the sweet movie I saw; yet never this.
But night blessed me with a strange dream. It was a new office whr i was sitting in the dream. All the coworkers were new to me. It was my first day there. I was ushered to my seat by a co-worker. He behaved strangely. Bcoz he didn't ask me anything - as to who I am, or whr I worked before, but behaved indifferent to me. I thot this may b d way here nd didn't bother to care. After I sat der for a few minutes and as no one came to introduce themselves to me I got bored and decided to take a stroll around. When I came back after some time, I saw that my seat was occupied and two people sat on two chairs behind my table. Nobody evn seemed to bother me and was busy working. I felt a pang on my heart and I asked dem . " Excuse me, Dats my seat, I am d new person assigned to this seat ". Dey dint evn bother to look up and shouted their designation aloud. One of dem pointed his finger to the boss. I went to the boss's cabin and sat down. I told him d problem. He said he did not know me. I was shocked and onc I started to open my mouth to argue, I woke up...I sat upright in d bed. It was a strange dream...
I surmise that whatever unpleasent that bothers you, and whatever significant happening noted by ur heart are pushed to the inner consciousness, whch even though your mind forgets, is pushed to the surface and floats over our mind in the dreams.
I am not a good interpreter of dreams, but I wished with all my heart if I cud get the help of Freud to sort out wht bothers my mind.
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