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Napanaginipan kita kagabi

Published April 21, 2016 by dapithapon

Napanaginipan kita kagabi. Gusto ko raw magpaalam sa’yo. Hinahaplos ko ang mga pisngi mo habang nakaupo tayo sa Lagoon. Ikaw doon sa upuang bato at ako naman ay sa mesa. Buti na lang at nakaupo ka kasi matangkad ka at hindi ko na magagawang haplusin ang mga pisngi mo.

 

Gusto kong sabihin ang lahat ng nilalaman ng puso ko pero nakatitig lang ako sa mga mata mo. Parang hindi ko raw kayang simulan ang mga nais kong sambitin dahil natatakot akong ipagkakanulo ng damdamin ko. Iyakin kasi ako. Hindi ko rin sigurado kung kapag nagpaalam na ako ng tuluyan sa’yo ay mapapanindigan ko iyon.

Hindi ko rin gaanong maunawaan kung bakit nga ba gusto kong magpaalam sa’yo. Samantalang matagal na tayong walang komunikasyon. Siguro na-trigger lang ito noong sinabi sa akin ng kaopisina ko na nakita ka niya sa dyip at ang una mong kinumusta ay ako.

Sa panaginip ko, wala raw akong ibang hangad kundi tuluyan nang putulin ang ugnayan natin. Hindi dahil galit ako sa’yo o ayoko sa’yo kundi dahil alam kong wala rin naman iyong patutunguhan. Pati nga pagkakaibigan natin ay tila nagkalamat na dahil sa mga pangyayaring hindi natin kayang kontrolin.

 

Sa bawat minutong magkasama tayo, natatakot akong magsalita. Patuloy lang akong nakatitig sa’yo. Pero ikaw, bagama’t tahimik pa rin ako, mukhang nauunawaan mo na agad ang mga nais kong sabihin.

Kasi, sa panaginip ko, tinanggal mo ang pagkakahawak ko sa iyong mga pisngi. At mahigpit mo akong niyakap. Sa sobrang higpit, parang kakapusin ako ng hininga.

At pagkatapos ay naramdaman ko na lang na umaagos ang mainit mong mga luha sa damit ko. Init na tila nagmumula sa damdaming matagal mo ring kinimkim. Nagulat ako kasi hindi ko iyon inaasahan. Tinatanong kita habang nakayapos din ako sa’yo, “Bakit? Akala ko ba wala lang ako sa’yo?”

Patuloy ka pa rin sa pag-iyak. Pati tuloy ako hindi napigilan ang pag-agos ng mga luha.

Sinagot mo ako sa kabila ng iyong paghikbi. Sabi mo sa akin, “Please don’t leave me. Di ko kaya.”

Hinaplos ko ang likod mo. Taas, baba, taas, baba. Maski doon man lang ay mapatahan kita o maibsan ko ang lungkot na nararamdaman mo.

Ano ba ang nais mong isagot ko sa iyo? Wala rin naman akong maisip na tamang sagot e. Dahil maski ako, naguguluhan din.

Hanggang sa kumalas ka sa pagkakayapos mo sa akin. Ikaw naman ang humawak sa mga pisngi ko. Tuyo na ang luha sa namumula mong mga mata. Alam na alam ko kung ano ang gusto mong gawin habang papalapit ang mukha mo sa akin. Hinayaan lang kita.

Nang unti-unti nang lumalapat ang labi mo sa labi ko, para akong binuhusan ng yelo. Nagising ako. As in I literally woke up from that dream.

Hindi ko alam kung ano ang kahulugan ng panaginip ko. Naiwan akong litong-lito. Sinikap kong bumangon kasi papasok pa ako sa opisina. Pero naroroon pa rin ang hungkag na pakiramdam dahil sa puwang na iniwan mo sa aking panaginip. 😥

Knife wielder and ladle beauties

Published November 7, 2012 by dapithapon

I was a knife wielder in my dream last Halloween.

By the way, I added “Dreams” as a new category in my blog for two reasons: 1) Most of my dreams are either really weird or unforgettable; and 2) I find it easier to type my entries using a laptop rather than scribbling it to my journal because the narrative is usually long.

I had a weird one last Halloween. What transpired was really interesting because I think it was influenced by the Japanese film (with English subs) that I had patiently watched for more than 2 hours before sleeping.

In that dream I was in the kitchen with my two friends, Anna and Pia,  and the three of us were wearing black Japanese kimonos, similar to a ninja costume. Each of us were doing specific tasks. All I know is that, we were trying to cook something for dinner and it was already 4:00 p.m.

Anna was holding a deep ladle and was stirring something from a huge stainless pot that can probably feed a hundred people. Pia, on the other hand, was frying ten tilapia in one big frying pan. Meanwhile, I was holding two chef’s knives and was chopping some vegetables with extraordinary speed, like a real pro! What was strange about it is that, I am never good at chopping vegetables in real life. I usually cut myself accidentally whenever I try to copy the way chef’s cut their veggie ingredients.

Anyway, while the three of us were busy, armed ninjas opened the door from our kitchen. Suddenly, 20 ninjas attacked us with pocket knives, boomerangs and poisonous darts. But surprisingly and with great agility, we were able to evade all the weapons being thrown at us. All the weapons either hit the wall or fell on the floor.

Then, someone from the attackers made an eye contact and signaled us to go outside. I asked Anna and Pia to follow me. Then, when we were all outside the house, we started attacking the ninjas.

Surprise, surprise! We won the battle. Then, three ninjas left tried to escape but we ran after them until we found ourselves deep into the woods with hundreds of other ninjas waiting for us.

The battle began. Anna and Pia who were both firmly holding their ladles used

them as their weapons. I, on the other hand, used the two chef’s knives as my weapon. We kicked, rolled over, jumped, hit with an uppercut and slashed all the ninjas. It was like a scene from the Japanese movie Azumi. 

Soon enough, the bloodshed stopped and we killed all the ninjas. When we felt that nobody will attack us anymore, we wiped the blood from our improvised weapons and walked on our way home.

Upon reaching our house, I saw the three of us heading straight to the kitchen and washed the two ladles and the chef’s knives with dishwashing liquid soap and water.

Then…we started cooking again using our respective utensils.

That’s when I suddenly woke up gasping for air and feeling restless.

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