This is the first time that I’ll be writing exactly the things that come to mind, without improvising anything. It is blank now, like white, cloud white. I can see the clouds, now, then the blue sky, and slowly I see the green patches on the ground. It is beautiful. It is like the hobbiton. I can see Gandalf, he is waving at me. Just in case, you did not know, I am descending like iron man here, No! I don’t have the iron suit on. It’s more like the Sherlock’s overcoat that he wore every time he went out to solve any mystery.

I can see Finch, from the person of interest. What the f**k is he doing here? He is a computer scientist, not a farmer or a magician. They line up for my welcome. I descend, with a thud, well it’s not been too long with the overcoat, comeon it’s 6ft 4-5 in long, how do you expect a 5’7” to fit in it? I had to fall, I’m not a beast. Well keep the beast aside for a while, the moths freak me out.

They’re discussing something on saving this planet. They say I’m the chosen one. How the hell am I the chosen one, I barely eat 2 times a day, and I’m probably the thinnest of them all. They say, it’s written, and I ask where. There’s a book, like the one you see in Splitsvilla, hard-bound, almost un-understandable language. God! Why do they write so beautifully, that the letters don’t mean themselves, but something else. The letters are like, a painting in themselves, lines from east to west from the directions all along. It’s like writing japanese or chinese with the those long brushes dipped in dark ink. Ah! There he is Po! I should have thought that it’s his work. Po is good, he helps me translate what he has written, he is just like me you know, I have very bad handwriting, and I often get summoned for this reason by my teachers.

The book said, ” Abracabra bla bla bla bla bla” , well the little mouse master from Kung-Fu Panda, quickly decoded it for us.There is a mountain that we need to scale, possibly the Mount Everest, I guessed, and I was right, unluckily. There had to be a plan, I thought, or atleast I should cheat. What? I said right? There had to be plan, they say I’m the chosen one. You can’t leave leadership whenever you feel like, oh that’s what I have learnt in my college till now, we will talk about it someday later.

It’s evening and I’ve eaten just bournvita, when I left for the “dream”. It all started when I was watching ” The Magicians TV Series, and what do you expect, It was 3 am. I had to let it flow. You know that “it” thing. It’s always in my head, imaginations that just keeps me occupied. Wait did I just say imaginations? Damn it! I’m back to this human world. I got to go, I see my friends coding on codechef, God I hate leaving this world. I’ll be back, they say I’m the chosen one. I’ll be back.