My Awful Dream

That eventide I was very woebegone, jousted with my daddy, sniveled my heart out. This is my diurnal cliffhanger. Ensuing the necrosis of my mom, daddy has vacillated skeptically. In the eventide I had a sweltered brannigan with my mother and my daddy was palliating her. He was au courant of the fait accompli that she was sacrilegious but he kept vituperating me. I was yammering.....yammering like purgatory...and when I wrangled to sway my daddy's phalanges, he vociferated, " DON'T YOU DARE TO TOUCH ME". I was like "Shocked"!!!! He was my Daddy. The person I venerated more than my vivacity, and, he was usurping my right to percuss him. The right a son gets from the stint he sally forth his vagrancy in this terrene. He went straight to his cubbyhole without taking a gander at my lachryma, my martyrdom. I craved for my Nani. I craved for her like hell.

That witching hour I had a very idiosyncratic and horrendous incubus. I saw a viaduct, a grotesque and prosaic viaduct. It seemed as if every single modicum of vivacity and exorbitance has relinquished the precinct. There was dysphoria and recreancy everywhere. I saw that I was so troglodytic and hopscotching on that viaduct rummaging for someone but was not cognizant of him. I had tears in my eyes, tears of my melancholy, tears of my writhe, tears of my solitariness and tears of perfidy. Suddenly, in a ridge of that viaduct I saw a boy. He was standing near a stave and gawking at me. I knew him but I fizzled to descry his visage. I skedaddled towards him. I tried to ask him but I couldn't aver. I had no voice.He then clinched my hand and we started to move towards the poky esplanade. Then suddenly he got evanesced and I was bemoaning and scampering ludicrously here and there without savoring why and where I was eluding. Then again I met a guy who was gabbling on phone and he dandled me. All of a sudden he vamoosed and left me to an obscure and eerie place. There was police all around and I was skedaddling and ululating. In the ingress I met a girl. She proffered me the thoroughfare of my commorancy. Again I met a guy in an incog place. He gave me room to tarry and assured me that he was going to help me in every adventitious demeanor. I was impoverish so I slept. I woke up after a while and corralled myself abandoned in a tenebrous room. I was unmitigatedly petrified and started running and sniveling and suddenly i found a gaunt road which was full of zombies. I was dismayed and fluttering. I felt like I was woozy. Then I discerned some Muslim children were helping me to get away from that grungy place. Few vestiges ahead I saw an apartment. That was nomenclatured as "LEELA APARTMENT". I went inside to eschewal and saw a dead girl laying fornent me. I got unhinged to death. I took many pills to desuetude this rigmarole. i felt anxiety.... breathlessness....I was going up to staircase....up up and up and suddenly I reached the terrace and I saw people from there, all of them, my family...friends...they were not craving for me. My Ex-Girlfriend was going out with another guy. I fainted. All my nerves were paining. I was forsaken and betrayed. I had no vehemence left in me. I saw the signboard of that apartment. "LEELA APARTMENT" was written in dark sky blue luminosity. I fell down from the terrace and when I opened my eyes I impelled absconding. I saw my Dad and called him and I got my voice back. But he was not ausculting to me. All my friends were assiduous with their life. I was shrieking their names but no one was devouring. It seemed as if whole world had gone deaf to my voice. I couldn't brook that. I fell on the ground....Lifeless.......

I woke up....transuding.....What a repellent dream. I opened the mullioned of my room for some neoteric zephyr...was quavering with fear and abhorrence. I was left alone in this rancorous and parsimonious world.