Last night, I had a dream. Normally, my dreams will be vague and not that clear. I let it go as people say it could be due to the unfulfilled desire embedded deep within our subconscious mind. It was a distinctive one and I could wholly retrieve it in the morning. It sure had clarity in it and surprised me as it is the first of a kind happening with me. That excited me to jot it down and keep it in my diary which I can reread later.
Two people were brawling and their heated up argument disordered my sound sleep. They were pointing fingers at each other and were desperately trying to find a fault in others. What might have run down my mind to dream of something that wasn’t at all relevant to my day's activities. At times, we dream exactly about the incident that occurred during day time. This was utterly a useless dream which kept me in half-sleep.
Among the two, one face was familiar to me. The two were trying to prove each other wrong and I struggled in my sleep to keep them cool. The situation compelled me to involve, but with an intention to resolve it peacefully. I boldly intervened and politely took my time to listen to their say. I haven’t seen anyone not capable of sin in my life, so I explained to them about the imperfectness.
As I listened to them, I came to know that they share the same apartment in Thimphu as the rent is achingly high. It so happened that the man whom I found the face familiar mopped the floor using a shirt which happened to be the shirt of his housemate. The other person was frustrated with what his housemate has done. The incident has made him go red and has approached him to come up with a reason for doing so.
He was furious to find his shirt used as a mop. It may be of inferior quality, but using it as a mop is totally an insane act unless the culprit is blind and brainless was his emphatic talk in front of me. He agreed to have approached the guy with violent anger which triggered and infuriated the moper. Moper totally disagreed and complained about the ego the other person is carrying.
The shirt owner readily agreed to the accusation and harshly asked the moper to wash his shirt. I was in between them, acting vigilant and concerned. My presence there was worth it as I could at least stop them brawling like in the beginning. I expected the moper to wash it and return it to the owner, but it was utterly surprising to hear a big No from him. He stressed the ego word again to which other people had more to say if he thinks he is the ego-free guy.
The deeply agitated person says that if it was not for the ego of moper, he wouldn’t have experienced a night in the detention center which he won’t forget throughout his life. Seems like they both experienced a night in the police station after the moper had a dispute with their neighbor. The other one was taken as a witness but had to halt a night in a pathetic and malodorous room in the station. He was the one to use the shirt and come with vehement denial of washing the shirt. Someone who does wrong and commits mistakes in front of others, but never accepts his wrongdoings.
That was very much confusing as a mediator. I was relieved that my friend woke me up at the right time by banging on my door as it was already lunchtime. I am still confused about whether to say the moper or the other as the egoistic person. I still lack sound judgment. The fact that the shirt owner accepted himself as the most egoistic person could be his purposeful way of ending their dispute which I believe is a fair decision. Just wondering what could have been their reaction if the whole story was in another way.
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