Dream (Feb 5th, 2025)

Feb 5th

05 February 2025

08:05

Dream (Morning, ~ 5am to 7am): I am around a group of people who seem to be students of my age and are talking about different things they know. Apparently, they are talking about different things related with or given by different people from a certain field. My school friend Himanshi Dua (the batch topper) is one among the group discussing those things as she talks about something I know. She is apparently attributing that thing to me and making me look special among the group. When I go back to my notes as I find myself standing facing the curtain on the room’s right side, with people visible some behind me in the centre of the room facing to the right of my back. behind me I come across the names of different people they are talking the things given by about, on the first few lines of a white, ruled notebook. I see that what Himanshi was praising or talking about or attributing to me was what I had learned from those people in my notes, and then there were those people whom I needed to know more about or needed to spend more time on as I had some confusion around their teachings. I wanted to let Himanshi know that what she was attributing to me was what I knew from one or more of those people.

I was learning those concepts or precepts just like those other students. It seemed that I had understood the teachings of some of those people quite well while one or two I needed to know from the beginning. I then see myself standing outside with one more girl in front of a gate at the end of an empty road as the road extended further behind the grilled metallic gates. I saw myself represented by a translucent black figure in shorts below a top and didn’t like the unholy attire much. As I was still unhappy looking at me there with the other girl, I saw a vehicle – a car – speed out of the gate behind that had now opened leading to the two of us getting distraught for a while.

I was now inside the building with other people, as I knew that I had to catch up with the people I knew I had to read the work of. I walk through a few meters wide space floored in dark grey with some huge metal objects placed on my right side and a few people present around. I know that I have to pee. I walk until the end of the apparent corridor and find an Indian-style commode or some empty space on the right side present between the wall and the last metal object. Though it’s out in the open, I know that I have no option but to use the same as I see some people standing behind me on the other side standing facing away to the other side of the apparent corridor as I hope and know that they won’t be seeing me. I sit down in that space and as I lower my panty down, I see that I am also wearing a sanitary napkin more than half of which is absorbed with blood with a thin uneven dry white strip left on the left side. I sit down and I know that I have to pee on the dry part of the napkin itself and though some of the pee may fall down but I need to pee. I have only peed for a second when I feel the wetness of it around my panty as I am watching the napkin that I now wake up having peed a bit in my clothes during sleep.