A Strange Dream

Daily Prompt: Blogger in a Strange Land
What’s the strangest place from which you have posted to your blog? When was the last time you were out and about and suddenly thought, “I need to write about this.”


I have a strange dream. It is so real when I wake up in a semi state of sleep, I always go to my closet. I start rummaging through my things. I put all my clothes in a disarray.

Things which were lying in a neat, orderly manner now look as if a whirlwind went through the contents. I try to find what I am looking for. I can’t find it. I am in tears. To wreck further havoc I start pulling out my bags.

I search each and every bag, but I still can’t find it. God knows where did it disappear? Who took it?
I will never find the answer.

What am I searching for?

I search for a gold set of emeralds. It has earrings, a ring and a necklace. The emeralds are square cut. The green color is fabulous. It is simply beautiful. When I am searching frantically through my belongings the question arises where is it? Where did it go? This is a mystery.

My own explanation is: Maybe my mother had a set like that. After her death her jewelry was kept with grandma. Only God knows who ended up with mother’s jewelry.

This set comes in my dreams and I get up from bed sleepily and start a new search.

Strange isn’t it?

A Strange Dream

6 thoughts on “A Strange Dream”

  1. Very strange! Isn’t it odd how everyone seems to have a recurring dream? When I was a kid I used to dream my family went into a small bar/restaurant and the deer antlers on the wall turned into hands and took my mother away. Later in life I realized my mother was an alcoholic and then the dream made total sense to me. Maybe some day you’ll figure yours out too!


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