Had a lovely dream yesterday, had a dream of me painting.

Painting has always been something I loved doing, along with dancing, but something I had no talent for. So imagine my astonishment when I dreamt that I had painted the following scene:

There is a boat. The boat is a small wooden one with two oars. The boat is like the boats you see in the baiju bavra. The head of the boat has appa’s smiling face, encouraging you to use your brains and row harder. The oars have amma’s smiling face, encouraging you to keep going and giving instructions.

The boat is in the middle of a body of water. At a distance, a golden colour small piece of land with one huge bodhi tree can be seen. The tree exudes serenity and peace. It’s huge, with dark green leaves and thick trucks. It’s smiling, giving shade to anyone who comes under it.

There are millions of people under the tree. Not only people but birds, bees and animals of all kinds. All of them have an angelic look upon them. They look peaceful, harmoniously living among themselves, singing and laughing, tweeting, chirping. Everything about that place was filled with music and laughter.

The body of water was in the midst of a storm. The boat was speeding towards a large whirlpool. The whirlpool was goading, gloating at the boat-girl’s vain attempts to steer the boat away from it towards the tree.

Around the boat were millions of other boats. The inhabitants of all the other boats were looking at the boat-girl in contempt, while effortlessly rowing towards the tree. They were sneering at her, leering at her inability to reach the tree.

The boat-girl looked dis enchanted, despair streaking across her face. She knew her attempts at reaching the tree were in vain. The only reason she was continuing was because of the two encouraging and smiling faces on the boat head and the oars.


Rober Ludlum

Read Robert Ludlum for the first time last week.

Started off with The Hades Factor, a story about a rich virologist who wants to make more money by unleashing a viral strain the antidote of which only he has. The book is obviously unrealistic in the whole outlook. No country, no people will allow such thoughts to progress to the level The Hades project did. However, putting aside the realistic and unrealistic quotients of the story, it’s a book which is highly entertaining and one which does not allow you to let go of book without getting to the last page.

The second book I read was The Chancellor Manuscript. A book I did not enjoy that much due to the same under current story as The Hades Story. True, the scenes and characters were widely different but it’s the same concept of the outwardly-good guy doing bad things and the other good guys racing against time to stop him.

However, the individual scenarios presented gave tones of food for taught. The army making use of the families of its military men, the powershots flexing their muscles etc.

The third book is the Cassandra Compact. Like the other two, it’s the same undercurrent theme except that in this book, Ludlum actually refers to The Hades Project quite a lot. This gives the book a feeling of continuity and the underlying theme was to be expected.