The boy had just finished reading another article on the economic policies of the government. It was already past 2 am on a cold foggy December night when he realised how cold he was. He tossed aside the paper and snug back to his bed for warmth and a good night sleep.
"Hey are you deaf..? look at me Dammit when I am talking to you" he yelled.
The guy got up from his chair and walked away on the street. The boy was thoroughly confused. There was a sea of humanity around him and yet no one gave a second look towards the boy. Everyone was walking nonchalantly as if he was just thin air.
He started walking away baffled, when he saw a queer old woman staring at him. She was really old, judging by the wrinkles on her face and the way she leaned her upper body on her walking stick. And yet there was a certain calmness to her demeanor. A faint smile appeared on her face.
"Old woman, can you see me?" He asked
She nodded. He was a tad relieved to know that at least she could see him.
"What is meaning of this?" he asked waving his hands around him
She didn't reply for quite some time.
"Are you ready?" She said calmly in a low voice.
"Ready? what do you mean ready?" he said agitatedly. He was expecting much more from her.
"Ready for what?" he said annoyed
She smiled enigmatically and said, " Ready for the next journey."
It then hit him hard on. "Do you mean I am dead?"
The old woman smiled her enigmatic smile again and said, " You have time to say goodbye to just one person, other than your family."
The boy nodded in understanding. As he did he found himself in an open white coloured void. As he started thinking of that one person, his ex-girlfriend appeared before him.
He finally knew what he had to do. He knew he had to tell her that he still loved her. He was glad he had an opportunity to tell her how wrong he was. As he tried to take a step towards her, he realised he couldn't move no matter how hard he tried. To his horror, her image started fading away. He tried to look around for the old woman for an explanation. But all he could see was bright white light in his eyes with its intensity increasing. He blinked and opened his eyes to see the sunlight streaming through the window shades on his face.
The boy sat up with a start. How glad he was to be back to the reality. He came to a conclusion that the dream was an indication to something important.
He decided to get back with his ex girlfriend and make up for the lost time and feelings. He grabbed his phone and dialed her cell.
"Hey it's me" he said.
"oh it's you" she said with a hint of dryness. "Listen I am with someone, I'll have to call you later."
"No problem" he said, " I just wanted to tell you something but that's ok, we can talk later yeah?"
"Um yeah sure"
"Btw, who are you with?"
"Look I really need to go"
"yes I get that, but just out of curiosity, who are you out with?"
"Listen this is really getting weird ok. I don't want to talk to you now. I am hanging up."
The boy didn't know if to scream or to weep.
He got out of bed and walked over to the washbasin. He splashed cold water on his face.
He had finally woken up from his Dream to Reality.