Encrypted messages and the Egyptian pyramids

Three things were in my mind when I went to sleep a few days before Diwali

1. That I will be attending a family get-together on Diwali


2. I have not written a review of the ‘Lost Symbol’ in my blog


3. And a book about Egypt and the pyramids

So as you can imagine my dream was a mega-mix of all these things...

I am home (It is not exactly my house but in the dream it is). I am waiting for all my cousins to come as it is Diwali. One by one they arrive and we all head towards the terrace of the building. This is where all the fun is supposed to happen.

I organise a game for them. The objective of the game is to decode a message and find the clues which will lead to a hidden treasure.

By that time I am airborne! I have a pair of beautiful wings and there is an angel (a really old man with wings) near me. Both of us are watching the contestants patiently at a few feet above the terrace fluttering our wings!

But try as they may, my cousins fail to find the answer. The angel gets kind of impatient and tells me that he does not have time and wants to find the hidden treasure at the temple of Abu Simbel in Egypt!! At that time in the background I can see a giant pyramid in the middle of an ocean (??) I try to calm him and ask him to wait.

Since I find that there is no way that my cousins will solve the puzzle I murmur the answer to them. When I turn around I find that the angel has disappeared...

Well..the rest.. I can't really remember..Hmm Maybe the angel went to find the treasure..any guesses??

Hospitals, Babies and Museums- A Jigsaw Dream

Now this dream was more like a jigsaw puzzle..Was hard to find the head and tail of it..Anyway this is what I managed to put together...

I am in a hospital and waiting for the doctor. The doctor does some tests and tells me that I have critical Iron deficiency! Suddenly I get the feeling that I am really sick. My mouth is all dry and there is some sort of sour taste. And the doctor confirms that if I am not given the right medicine I will die (!!).

I can’t remember what happened next but it seemed I had become a resident of the hospital!! Fully cured? Probably..And I have a job there too..Any guesses?? To take care of cute little babies:-) And I am kind of famous there with all parents depending on me to take care of the babies!!!

Then..another break in the dream...I am now a small child with short hair and very shabby clothes.. Perhaps I was searching for a lost baby..anyway I am looking all over for something. 

Soon I find the place I am looking for..but it has transformed into a beautiful art museum..There are lots of people and I look around in awe...Hmm then what?

At some point I believe I saw my friend showing her new salwar with considerable excitement. It was of some impossible colour combination and there was nothing to do but to agree with her that it was really good!