I had a dream.

 My attempts at remembering dreams seem to be coming out quite well. In the past three days I have remembered atleast four dreams, big or small. (Of course, since I don't record them, I've since forgotten.) I've been on it since I read somewhere that the guys who claim they don't get too many dreams just don't remember them, and actually everyone dreams.

 This morning, for instance, I remembered a dream weird as dreams go. It started with me remembering some Gemini Ganesan song which, as I remarked to myself in the dream, had always been a favourite of mine, but now I have no idea which song it was. Somehow I decide to put up on my blog a list of Tamil songs that I deemed as great or important. I remember I was sitting on a sofa with the same red cover on that used to be on the sofa at my place until some time back, and there was a door behind me to the left. Then this song popped into my head and started playing, and I remarked that I've heard somewhere that it was one of the first songs in Tamil cinema to have been inspired by western music. (Now, I do not know about the truth of that statement, but I definitely have heard something of the sort a long time back.) And that was when I woke up.

(Well, it did seem a good idea in the dream, and I actually considered it when I woke up, but later realised that I lacked a good enough knowledge of Tamil cinema discography, especially of the period between MSV and A.R.Rahman. Also, a list of my favourites should hardly interest anyone else, since more than three-fourths of the songs would be atleast 50 years old.)

The above is actually quite an improvement for me, considering the previous instance of my remembrance was when yesterday I woke up in the middle of a lecture on quantum teleportation remembering, "Bridge.", and the one before that when all I could grasp was an out-of-place isometric view of an array of farms or something.

In Surely You're Joking, Mr.Feynman, Feynman describes his interesting and rather fantastic experiments with dreams, and how he started by observing what happens as he goes into sleep. Now, that's what I should be doing. He goes on to state how he could, after a while, control his dreams consciously with the knowledge that they were just dreams. As I believe he mentions, dreams are definitely a very intriguing and fascinating show of the mysteries that abound within the brain, and how little of it is understood.

Wonder what I'll wake up from tomorrow morning.

P.S.: In case you were looking for something about a recent movie, this has nothing to do with it.