Adventures of Zzz

The start is hard to define, so I will begin from the middle. I missed my flight. I realized this an hour later at 1700 hours while scrolling through news on my phone. I had zero motivation to go somewhere from here. Where somewhere= any place but here And here= probably Pune as the weather is lovely right now. The flight was at 1600 hours. "I should book another." I thought but disregarded it as soon as it came. The world isn't crashing. Let me enjoy a few more days of this. Out on the streets, that looked more like my hometown than a big city, the traffic was piling up. "Tourists." I scoffed. The traffic police stopped a car  on his right. "This," he yelled above the honking, "You see this?" he turned towards a truck on his left. "Yes." the truck driver nodded. "What is this shit?" the cop again addressed the cab driver. "This is good. You all should be doing more of this." Now he was generally yelling. Another...

This was anything but an insipid dream despite the broad roads that I was traversing and the dull monday-ish ambiance. Now that I think about it, nothing in the scene stood out. And there was no reason I wouldn't have thrown this into the null-pointer exception dream pile. But as I said, looks were deceiving. My car halted on the side of a gas-station at a highway. The paleness of the day was fading into the paleness of the evening. I might have been smoking. I am not sure. I know, I know, smoking?? in the day?? at a gas station??? Dream-me is not exactly known for making well thought out choices. A fellow rider materialized on my passenger seat, as they do in this world. We continued a conversation I did not know had begun. Her : After all it is finite. Me : (nodding in agreement) : I suppose it is. Her : No one can get any more or any less than what has been allotted to them. Me : (processing the data in swirls of my cigarette) : It could be less. Her : (shaking her head) : No no...