These days I don't blog much because I spend much of my time being as busy as an unemployed person can be. And trust me, that's a lot of work. Because being unemployed-and-about-get-a-new-job means that you are suddenly pushed onto this vast, open (and empty) road with no signboards and lots of bends and twists. Anyway, thats not the point. The point is I've become so busy doing this and many more things that I sleep like a log. And have stopped dreaming, or the dreams have stopped coming, whichever is the right way to say it. Or even talking in my sleep. But a strange, strange thing happened last night. A certain someone I know, who is sure to throw a fit if he knows I spoke of this incident, shocked me with behaviour that I am usually known to exhibit. Somewhere nearing dawn, I was woken up by strange sounds of laughter coming from the only person other than me in the room. I first thought I was dreaming, then I realised that I was not. The more I identified the sounds to be that of laughter, the more worried I got...and I sat up. "I was dreaming and it was so funny that I laughed my head off and woke up laughing," he explained in a sleepy voice. He proceeded to tell me that he dreamt that he was playing cricket with... Rajesh Khanna (err???????) and found the situation so hilarious that he ran through the course of the dream laughing and woke up laughing. I don't know how funny you might find it, but I certainly did not. And fell back on my cushion, fuming. The things people do, at times. Grrr... Especially when you're used to be the only one doing those things!