visit to the hotel basement

Hey dude, how is it going wherever you are. I’m writing coz I dreamt of you again, which basically means you came to visit me where I am. But before I get to that, some news. Neo has arrived. Never thought this day would come, but it has, and there is so much I have to say about it, especially coz you were always intrigued with procreation. For now though, that would have to wait.

I’ve been dreaming a lot lately. It’s to do with these 2-3 hour intermittent sleep spurts I have now moved to since the baby was born. Strangely though, I never dreamt of you. Just as I wrote some months back, I had stopped dreaming of you. In all these recent dreams, I’ve been seeing so many of my friends, but it was pretty strange that I never once saw you.

Until this one particular night last week that was, when I saw an entire dream dedicated to you. The whole dream was set up in the basement of a fancy hotel. I was traveling as usual for work and met up with some colleagues for dinner at this hotel. I got drunk and passed out on the table, and when I woke up, all my colleagues had left, and I was too drunk to drive myself back. I was also driving my own white car for some reason instead of having it chauffer driven like the way it used to be in India. Probably coz I drive so much nowadays on my own and nearly forgotten how it feels to be chauffer driven.

The car I had was a white Innova though. Typical of those rides in India. And I just couldn’t bring myself to drive that car in my state and so I decide to stay back in that hotel itself. Thankfully they had the HUL discount and I checked myself in.

But just before going to my room, I decide to check up on you and possibly continue drinking, and then learn that you are work, and your office is in the very same building I was in. Pretty soon I meet you and you take me to the basement where it seems like a totally shady operation. People are shirtless and in their boxers since it is so hot, and there are computers everywhere with people coding on them.

You take me to your workstation, which has all sorts of small monitors all over the place and you are showing me what you are working on. You also introduce me to your boss who is taking a nap in his boxers and tells you to complete what you are working on before midnight.

I feel like telling him how to do his job right since he’s being a terrible boss, but decide against it. You at least seemed to be doing something you like and I thought its better to let you continue.

Well, that was it. You seemed to be happy doing what you were doing and didn’t want to be distracted from it. All you wanted was to show me what you were up to.

Guess it was just a passing visit from you to let me know you are doing fine. Thanks for that Bala. Like I said, hope you are happy where you are. It may not be where I would like to be, but guess its what you wanted for yourself. Its just too bad our worlds cannot meet now, and as much as I would like to show you what’s happening in my world, all I’m able to do is to visit yours, every time you choose to take me there.

Until next time, good night.