My Strangely Realistic Dreams
What's written ahead is a fictional event created during the course of a night's slumber. :)
He was a musician of some sort in my dream. One of the many in Delhi, looking for a break. He and his band were in a documentary recording their trials and tribulations as a young band in the big city.
He was a musician of some sort in my dream. One of the many in Delhi, looking for a break. He and his band were in a documentary recording their trials and tribulations as a young band in the big city.
The same gang from the outdoor movie outing had come with me to watch the premiere of this documentary. (They were wearing the same clothes.) Apparently the movie had been such a hit at the various prestigious film events all over the world that it was now being shown in the biggest movie hall in the UK.
I almost tumbled down the steps trying to get the best seats possible as it was on a "first come first serve" basis. We watched him on the big screen and I remember thinking, "He's so good looking. No wonder he's an actor." *sigh* Such a fan girl.
~ I know I'm strange ~
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