please temme its real

i have dreamt several times of me walking down frm a castle and the entire army giving me a salute....or even saving a kid falling frm the top of a tower...the superhero way...or something very weird which when summed up together makes absolutely no sense...like me traveling in a plane and looking out of the window to suddenly find someone calling my name ...and that person turning out to be my mathematics prof who while still floating in the upper layers of atmosphere is scolding me for not submitting the assignment!!!..often there ve been times when i wud get too much into the dream and pinch myself only to understand later it was after all a dream...no ...i am not here to say that dreams can turn into realities.ppl have always been saying this..since 1020AD..but the dreams transforming into reality still remains a dream for many if not all...i somehow dislike that statement bcoz it doesnt define wht dreams actually are...visions or aim wud ve been much better a word...well...so whts making me talk so much abt dreams today....well they say that the world isnt that large a place that u can never hope to meet your old friends or relatives or even your teacher who taught u at school.it is not definitely one of the impossibles...which is wht happened today....i got to meet my secondary school class teacher!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...it was such a great moment and i cud least expect such a situation...with xcitement and me telling myself"r u sure this is not a dream??ru sure,balaji?"i always think its better to ask questions like this at times or else u cud end up getting up frm ur bed and greeting and shaking hands wid ur teacher and dad switches on the lites to find out that im actually shaking hands with the stabilizer wires!!...but i pinched myself several times today and the result...red marks in my arm...which means!!omg....its all real...i m actually speaking to my school teacher after soo many yrs...it was fun to bring those old memories alive....its always good to hear abt ur past that too frm someone who had known u very well....u knw sometimes it makes u say"hey was i that bad a guy at school?" or if u hate negation..."hey was i soo good a child?"..getting to hear someone spk abt u and wht u did those days gives u happiness much more than wht u gt seeing ur old pics or videos..trust me..shes one of my fav teachers and someone whom i consider has contributed something to wht i m today.meeting her and talking to her was great pleasure so much so i feel like meeting her again and again..when i tell this to my freinds back in mumbai....some are gonna be happy.....some surprised.,...some envy while d others may say"oh"...these wonderful moments really spice up ur life...telling u that the world isnt that large dude.....so keep ur hopes high....maybe the one u r dying to meet mite well bcum ur neighbour some day....
as for the red marks....i think they ve gone....
and this post im writing....is it real or am i taking the pillow for a keyboard??...

pls tell me its real


pinchfully urs...
/*ouch ouch*/
balaji