Tasty Winter Night

I dozed off at after noon till evening 8 PM after I was modeling that 3d. I must have seen many dreams, but Towards the end of sleep saw a dream that was very sensual.

It was a scene of a night, dry, snow less winter. A ghostly sepia night mansion. Interiors. A family talking around an ailing female family member, a woman that was being drenched with intravenous. It was a north Indian, royal kind of family. The people were rather pretty, caucasoid and fair in skin colour. They were all dressed in rich garments, like a TV soap opera. they were dressed in garments from the last decade or even earlier.

The woman ill was in her last days, she was an aunt or grandmother to the young girl and her mother standing besides. The mother and daughter, and the daughter's boyfriends were rather happy and talking merry of their upcoming life and their supposed marriage, the boyfriend was her daughter's fiance. the woman ill was lying peacefully, being drenched with intravenous. It was a very cold winter night. The young girl was in a furry sweater, the young man in a camo jacket and the woman in a shawl.

The three of them rode down the mansion to the outside. The outside was Jungle. Dark winter brown forest. Strangely I was in the role of the girl's brother or some distant brother or friend, in a gravitated relation to her. The young man was rather sporty and still emotional and vigourated about the young girl. Their relation was a rather youth kind of one.

The young amn said to her, "I am sad to leave you and go to college again tomorrow. The girl said "miss you too"...The young man said to me before kicking his bike "The winter is cold for you, but I dont feel it"....I said "this is what happens in love"...The girl said to us "i will just jump back his bike and leave him at the next road turn...I will be right back, you dont worry for me"....the mother allowed. So they went vroom...I was a little worried...but there was no human around to harm her....we believed she will be back.

I went upstairs to see the patient again. Her mother said "I will wait for her here downstairs, dont worry too"

We were upstairs....A song starts to play "Mother and girl get the taste of longing"...it was a rather wierd song....but full with north Indian rythms and music. Its strange to dream a whole new song with music.

After some time the mother returned exicited. The mother disclosed to every one "they are so in love, our small pretty has lost all control in love, they were engrossed in love near the forest turn, I had to wait...now she is there pretty ma'am, shy and angry....while telling this the mother'e eyes were large and she was very happily excited!!