catching dreams - part 1

Have u ever wanted to see how a moment looks like?? luk above.

I was sleeping on my bed. No, i was laying down helplessly as everyone else... nani was there beside me. asleep. after a while two people stepped into my room. two middle aged. did they came to purchase the house?? yah our flat was on sale. but its now sold. wut cud be the reason? wait!! they seem to be non indians. donno why but i thot i know them.

one of those two guys, was attracting my attension. he was tall. strongly built. fair. very fair. very charming. he had a moustache and neatly trimmed grey beard which made him look elegant. but the thing that kept on alluring me was the cigar that was dancing in his fingures. i was observing that so keenly that i tried to know wut brand it is. the golden lable on the cigar read, Patagas. thot of telling him dat i dont like burnin tobacco smell. but it wasnt lit. he was wearing a black satin tuxedo, with black notch on the white satin shirt. he was so elegant and so rich that i din even bothered to look at the other guy.

i was waiting, becoz i thot he will talk something. but he din said a word. why hez not talkin anything? acha! chal!! main shuru kar leta hooon!! I asked them, yes, wut you want?? (me, english??) no reply!! thot he needs courtersy... but how i can i get up!!?? if i get up they will be gone!! seen no where. wut shud i do?? told them, "i cant get up. will you please be seated and make ur self comfortable??"(its logical, u need to talk to them in english, coz they wont understan telugu). he sat there beside the computer in a plastic chair. which, defenetly was a wrong match to him. he pulled his shirts' sleeve under the tuxedo while settling down in the chair. he was staring at the horse miniature which was there in the corner. I thot I will hav to catch the same question again, "y da hel u bot dat??", even b4 i started preparin for answer the lukslike richie said, "i hav some work vth you, and it needs some time, so ask him wut he wants and send him off". his voice was deep. manly. commanding. it was english. but a strange accent that i never came across. some strange accent. wasnt surely american, making my assumption wrong.

i turned to the other guy, for the first time. he was lean. short. he had eyeglasses, with heavy black frame. he was wearing a dusty, crumpled shirt. giving a feeling that it hadnt had a dip in detergent since a long time. he was looking helpless, sort of searching for something. he was restless, reckless. but not nervous though. he sat there on the stool on which i keep my laptop. o! wait! where is my laptop?? it was there on the stool, and... where is nani?? i thot of searching for my laptop. but if i get up they will be gone. and i dont want them to go. the lean guy, had a half grown beard. he saw me turning my head towards him, and he said "i... need some time too", yah bingo!! his accent made my assumptions valid. he is an american. out of curiosity, i asked him, "it seems to me that you are an american. and in america, ppl vth facial hair are depicted as antagonists, then y u are...", befor listening to me, he said, "there are two kinds of people in this world that go around beardless... boys and women, and I am neither one", added he,"its not lawful to pluck out da beard, man’s natural and noble adornment", he was silent again. leaving me in silence. the impression of him i had has gone. he looked to me like a scholar now. but, shud i suggest him to buy a new shirt? ( better suggetion : get a wrinkel free).

i have erased the lil tension abt my laptop from my mind, to think upon the 'wut2do now' situation. both of them want to spend time vth me. and got settled down. i immersed my head into the pillow for a while and thot its better to ask the lukslikerichie guy. as that lukslikescholar looks lil arrogant. i turned to ask him, but... he has became leaner, darker, and more handsome, he is having specs now his accent has changed too, looked more familiar. (rakesh??) "eight thirty ayyindi, raj, inka legu", i tried to figure out wut he was speaking, it wasnt english. was it? and suddenly i found nani too, sleeping beside me. everything was blank. took some to me to get back. i sprang up from the bed and rushed to the main door to find Rakesh getting into shoes.

where they have gone? who were they? wut was it? wut the hell??

... to be continued.