"Dreams are your subconscious thoughts. They are a continuation of your thoughts of your day." - Lauri Loewenberg.

We spend one-third of our sleeping. And that time we dream. It's not compulsory that every day we dream. There are very few people who do not dream. But what exactly dreams are?

I will share with you all one of my dreams. It starts with a lot of noise from my family members “ We are getting late. Everybody hurry." All my cousins including me pop on the bus. It was a family trip. I don't remember the place where we were going, but I could see my whole family, we were singing, dancing, chit-chatting on the bus. Basically, we were having a great time. At night, we were on some road, and suddenly the driver pushes the break. My uncle and that driver got down to see. I saw so many people surrounding our bus and there were guns in their hands. Everyone got really scared. Then one big man came and took a peak and he saw us on the bus like me and all my cousins. The face of that man was not clear in my dream. Then he said something to my uncle, my uncle thanked him and we just went. It was a scary dream as that guns n all I saw. I immediately told my mom everything and she was a bit shocked. And after what she told me I was very much shocked.  

My mother told me that this whole scenario has happened in past. My hands and legs started shaking. First I thought she was making fun of me. But then my father told me the entire story. We were going on a trip to Goa. There were in all 10 to 15 people. I was something 4 years, so I couldn't remember anything. On our way to Goa, it was night time so we all were sleeping. And suddenly our driver stops the bus. It was a silent place. All the people were around our bus with guns and swords in their hands and black cloth on their faces to hide their faces. But this time my father was the one who got down to see what the problem was. They demanded accessories like jewelry, money, valuable things like mobiles, etc. Basically, they were robbers but too dangerous ones. I was small. My mom said that because of me we all were saved. I was small and when I woke up I saw my father outside the bus. So I too got down and stood beside my father. There were some chocolates in my bag. And then I put my hand in the bag, took all the chocolates out and gave them to that person who was holding a gun in right front of me. Seeing my innocence he kept his hand on my head and told my father to go into the bus and leave. 

The last thing she said hugging me was on that day if you weren't there then we all would be dead. 

But the question is why I dreamt of that day? Is it trying to tell me something? Is the past going to repeat itself? Was there any reason behind it? 

What do you all think????