Going places - Revisiting for the first time?

 Going Places

It was late in the night and I was getting restless, my eyes wanted to shut down, my tummy was grumbling with an unpredicted midnight hunger while my legs wanted to move fast, so fast like break into a sprint kinda fast. It was confusing, irritating and exhausting. Moving my legs around in the most weird positions and closing my eyes shut I decided to lie on my stomach to suppress the hunger and save my sleep cycle from being massacred. Just when I was about to drift into a lovely sleep, my phone beeped.

Ruchi Di signed off from her shift and wanted to know what I was up to.
With one eye open I typed begrudgingly to avoid any long chats, 

"Was about to sleep

getting hungry" SENT

"Then why don't you eat?" Arrey yaar khana khane k liye uthna padega, khaya to phir neend nahi aayegi aur 3 ghante and subha phir uthne ka mann nahi karega. My entire sleep schedule would be balled up and thrown out of the window if I got up now.

"Di, I cant. rythm bigad jaega. Kal baat kare" and SENT.

I put my phone on silent and went to sleep, not realizing Ruchi texted a few more times, about the show we were watching together and wishing me a good night. Well, for me a good night is one where I manage to get a good sleep. 

I opened my eyes to see myself getting dressed extravagantly for some event. I was draped in my wine green Kashmiri embroidery Saree, a clothing article which saw light of the day pretty rarely, reserved for special occasions, this was a priced possession. Dressed up, I was ushered into a car, and I was seated in a nice dark colored car, which speeded onto a steep rise road which had a sharp left turn. I was almost thrown to the right against the car window if not for the seat corner I had tightly held on to. The venue was a luxurious affair with fruit and desserts plated in golden bowls of magnanimous grandeur. Fine porcelain statues held those articles in place and the gathering had a very refined vibe. A lot like the Rekhta set up of enthusiasts with a taste for everything fine. The event had a main gathering hall, filled with the most well dressed strangers I had ever seen, all Indian by attire and learned by their sophistication. Amidst the crowd, I saw my bestie, oh what a relief it truly was. She guided me to place another doorway which lead to an open orchard cum organic farm. I was escorted by someone very special, for their meagre  proximity made my whole body smile. There were acres of farm land overflowing with fruits like I had never seen before. A little river like body flowed in the vicinity, over which one could take a walk and still be under the shade of willow trees with magenta foliage. I t was all so dreamy, and wonderful until I spotted a flock of white ducklings behind a beautiful white swan. The charming companion explained to me in his oh so elegant tone, telling me about the organic, free range eggs one can get on this farm which are nothing like store bought bland tasteless eggs. Looking at a pile of shiny white, perfectly imperfect eggs piled up in a crate I blurted out

"Ooooh they are organic eggs, so we can take out babies from these eggs too." Realizing the technical blunder my words of wisdom were, I tried to reinstate that I knew 

"It is an egg, so technically there already is a baby in it I know. Like the zygote is already there inside the egg shell, and Okay I should stop talking."

 I was embarassing myself and somehow my charming companion and I were finding it difficult to stop laughing. Just then, I heard my alarm going off, 

"Niya, Niya.. . . Niyu uth ja beta warna office ko late ho jaegi phirse" Baba was calling my name in the background.

I woke up with a faint smile on my lips. A remnant of the sleep laughter I probably had been experiencing.

 I could not recollect much of why I laughed, but I did remember seeing cute baby birds and laughing with a stranger who felt familiar in a place that did not feel strange either. So very often we visit places or meet people for the first time, but in our hearts those places and people feel so familiar, like our own, maybe we do meet strangers in different planes of existence. We just don;t know it yet. ;)