I woke up with a start. Beads of sweat rolled down my neck and my heart was beating at a very fast pace. It took me sometime to be aware of my surroundings. I was sitting on the huge double bed of my bedroom and the room was partially lit by the glow of the street light outside.
I slowly reached for my mobile phone in order to check the time. It was 3:20 AM.
“Yet another dream… what is happening with me” I wondered as I slowly made my way to kitchen, grasping the walls in the alleyway, to drink some water. Once there, I extended my hand and gulped down some cold water, ahhh, what a beautiful feeling … I was relaxed again and shiver ran down my back as I slowly made my way to cozy bed. I closed my eyes and the sleep rolled over me in no time.
“You are gonna die …little brother. You just made the biggest mistake of your life by climbing down that dreaded mountain which has kept you alive till now” These were the words spoken by me in a very strong and angry voice. I suddenly felt so strong and powerful. I could feel the very ground beneath me shaking with my might.
I looked around and found myself standing in the middle of a small opening, midst of a deep lush green jungle which had tall trees with thick trunks. I looked over my shoulder to see an army of strong men who had dedicated their lives to serve me. I also saw a young strong man on top of the nearby tree, gazing me with eyes filled with pride and power. His thoughts flooded my mind for a moment…before my gaze turned back to the man who was about to die.
We moved in circles, waiting to make the first move.
Then all of a sudden, I felt my legs moving with lightning speed as I dodged his punch and landed one straight in return on his pitiful face. I watched him stumble and fall down and blood spattered from his broken nose……
Then all of a sudden, I heard my mom shouting ….“This is the last time, I’m gonna tell you … you better wake up or I’m not preparing breakfast for you“
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