Sleep Fighter !

As a kid, I remember being enthralled by the dishum dishum of cinema. I used to fall asleep in the theatre during non dishum scenes. My parents were probably glad that I took a nap, lest bother them and the neighbours with my tantrums. During fight scenes, they used to wake me up knowing that I wouldnt want to miss them for anything in the world. With eyes wide open, I was in awe, at Amitabh and Dharmendra's fighting skills. At home, I used to practice those fight sequences in my sleep, resulting in punches and kicks in the air, but mostly injuring my parents. When I used to visit my cousins during summer vacations, we had the tradition of sleeping all in one line on the terrace floor, under the skies. My sleep devouring fight sequences were still etched in memory and thus my cousins were hardly spared. I also had the habit of turning round and round in my sleep and on a few occasions would wake up on the other side of the room. Whether this was due to my own sleep disorder or did someone pick up me and set me aside from the rest, caring about their safety was a question that is unanswered.

Soon I got a reputation of being the sleep fighter. Uncles and Aunts, cousins alike used to dread sleeping next to me. All this didnt bother me though. I had my wish granted. No inhibitions, just dreams about me as Amitabh or Rambo and go rat a tat tat at the mean Gabbar or the druglord. Jackie Chan was slowly stomping his authority too. Soon Amitabh and Rambo were passe for my nocturnal instincts. Jackie Chan's kung fu was awe inspiring. With my fists clenched in the kung fu style and feet in the air, it must have been the funniest sight.

Well, as we grow up, these simple dreams are replaced with real life aspirations. How I wish, I could just dream about the dishum dishum for ever ...........