This dream is a reflection of my traumatic childhood experience in Ampitiya College, Kandy.
I hated the Church that ran this college.
It was really a Military Institution not a school.
I have had many bad experiencs.
Teachers were fairly good except one.
They are dead and no point ruminating.
Their only aim is to convert Buddhist children to Christianity.
I fought back.
Rest followed.
It hindered my childhood freedom for a little while.
I had nasty dream and it is recorded here in brief.
Seven decades later, dreams come reflecting that period.
Starvation
Extreme Thirst
I broke into  the store house
Sipped a Dextrose bottle for survival
Catholic Church with lot of protective fences and uaving done something wrong even in my dream, quick escape was mandatory.
First Attempt of Escape
Failed.
Second Attempt of Escape
Failed
Third Attempt
Successful and through a secret tunnel I ended up in a Timber Factory 
Meets an old friend, there. He said he is going to make a cup of tea. 
I woke up wanting a cup of tea.
It was 5AM and cold.
I did not want go down to the pantry.
Decided to pen it down, instead.
 
 
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