Drowning in a car in the depth of the ocean
Posted on April 21st, 2006 by Lilian • Filed under: Life and rants
I haven’t have this paralysing nightmare for a long time already. It is understandable that few years back, I often get it after all the trauma of listening to grown men groaning and weeping, seeing people dying on cue and dead babies everywhere.
I guess it must be my thoughts on SCB or reading too much Memoirs of a Geisha. Wateva….
The nightmareÂ
We were are this family function. I know it is family but the faces aren’t my siblings nor spouse nor kids. Someone I know was holding his maroon colour Miranda (LOL) camera made in Canada. He was wearing a grey shirt. See? My technicolour dreams are driving me nuts!
Then, we were gathered in this big group for family photos. (looked at too many of Jolene’s family photos, I guess) The group is really huge so I told Mr. Cameraman he won’t be able to get us in them. Only Mr. Cameraman’s face is familiar to me. But he said, “My camera made in Canada” (tiu, Canada produces only maple syrup, no?)
In the middle of posing, someone wanted to wee-wee and the group broke off. Then, I told my kids (I don’t see their faces but just know they are mine) that my mom and other deceased ancestors of theirs are sitting over there. (Point to a bench with old folks – must be Jolene’s fault again!) I told them to go give respect to the grandmas.
I don’t know how, but the whole photo session ended and we were driving out of some huge park. My atm was driving and I know I have kids at the back. He turned to look at the kid and he smashed his car into a row of six cars in the parking lot. We weren’t jolted, just the 6 cars went haywire.
So, we were about to scoot off to report to the police. Someone on bike, wearing a red/white stripe t-shirt chased and bang on my window. I wind down the window a bit and told him, “Yalah! We are going to report to the police lah!” (die, dream also speak Manglish)
So, we were somewhere in Canada pulak now. And we kept driving and suddenly we were in the middle of the ocean, still driving! LOL. But this time, atm got panic and wondered if the sea leads to USA. LOL.
Suddenly, I feel I can’t breathe and I keep putting up my head higher and higher. Water was sloshing all around with bubble and loud gurgling noise. I can see blocks of cement (reading Memoirs where Sayuri carried Nobu’s block of cement) like those concrete pillars with what you call those oysters like shells on rocks? They are everywhere and we were trying hard not to bang into them.
At that moment, somehow, SCB’s name flashed in my mind. (probably she is thinking of me, and sending telepathy? for a plate of char koay teow?) I guess when I heard she was on ventilator the other day, I somehow can feel her agony. I had seen enough people on ventilators who have great difficulties and the panic in their eyes are very hard to forget. Sometimes, when they intubate (stuff a hose into the throat) a patient, they struggled and I guess the feelings is almost like drowning until they relax and let the machine take over their lungs function.
Then, I started calling for God’s protection. I keep repeating and repeating. In my heart, I know that’s the end of us but I never once, turned my back to see my kids at the back of the car. I think I must be the only one drowning.
I must be paralysed from the nightmare. But thank God, I got awoken by the azan subuh. It was such a comforting voice with the allahu-akhbar (the State Mosque is nearby). I found myself in the position of a drowning person with legs bend, body shape like an ‘S’ but at least my hands are still by my side.
-The End-
I prodded my atm for some comfort and told him to drive extra careful today.  I was too sleepy and shaken to relate the story to him anyway. Do you know that if you dream of someone in an accident, you should tell someone? Well, this is to break the curse. But don’t tell the person involved, remember.
wah, the dream very happening. so many different scenarios. Probably too much on the mind lately…
I always thought people dream (or have nightmares) about what they worry about during the day. But funny, I don’t have much dreams nowadays. Or I simply forget about them when I wake up. Wonder if age has to do with it.
gosh, sounds really like a scareeeeeeeeeeee dream!!
if warning of someone of an accident can break the curse, can informing someone of striking lottery break the charm? LOL.
yes, really sad case for scb…esp after i read all her previous postings. may god bless her.
Wah, so much things in your dream… very scary.
But, people dream because they are too relax and sleep too much? Like me, I seldom dream because when I sleep (very tired), it’s like brain dead already, how to dream? Haha
Wow.. scary indeed leh.
Dream of accident, tell to break the curse.. hmm, now I knw.. *LOL* and rite, we should never tell that person involved.. that also applies when we dreamed of that particular someone umm.. pass away rite? My friend told me that we’re not suppose to, because it will turn out real.. *shiver*
wuah nowadays u can see what ppl see like psychic in someone’s body that’s why u see so many different scenarios!
btw, those shell like thing on pillars are called barnacles i think…
A Muslim hadis (religious edict) said there are 3 types of dreams. One is a sign from the Almighty, one is from satan (nightmares usually fall in this category) and the other is ‘mainan tidur’ (e.g. when you think a lot about someone or something, when something’s been bugging you). It was also said that if one’s dream occured during the first 1/3 of the night (usually during midnight), that’s a sign from the Almighty and it will come true. If your dream happened outside of these hours, it’s either from satan or your ‘mainan tidur’. The hadis also mentioned that if you had nightmares or a really bad dream, spit 3X on your left and ask for protection from the Almighty. Why left you may ask? Because satans are inclined to linger on your left, that’s why Islam advised its followers to sleep on their right. For medical reason, it’s also best to sleep on your right because you won’t put pressure on your heart (you’d do this if you sleep on your left). The Almighty knows best, of course.
Can’t help it… 1st time leave comment here too ;p it reminds me of a very strange dream that my late-bf mother had. It’s really really… I’m out of word to describe. Just a story to share with all of you.
My bf passed away on Boxing Day at Phuket in 2004. The day before the incident, his mother dreamt that he’s playing with his pet, a kitten that had died long long time ago when he’s still a little boy. She thought that it’s very strange and told her family about it. Then when they switched on the TV, there’s the news of that incident. Not long after that, my bf’s colleague that is supposed to be on the same flight as him told his family that my bf had went to Phuket and asking whether he’s all right or not. They tried every way to contact him but failed. So they decided to fly to Phuket from Aus and hopefully can meet up with him there but at the end… after waiting for nearly 3 weeks, he’s confirmed dead.
Worst, I only knew about his missing about 2 weeks++ later and only knew that he’s dead from his friend’s e-mail one day after his funeral. He didn’t tell me at all that he’s going to Phuket because he was supposed to be on the way to LA. Who knows… he actually took 3-week-leave and wanted to come over to surprise me after spending 3 days at Phuket but he’s gone on the 2nd day there.
His fmaily didn’t inform me because we had not make our relationship known to anybody. They only knew about me from his friend that had sent me the e-mail. Then his sister contacted me that they had released his ashes to the Indian Ocean since he liked the sea a lot. We were supposed to announce our relationship when he come to visit me but… ah well… it’s not yours, it will never be yours…
On that day itself, I even spilt a spoonful of dried chili and almost spilt the whole glass of barley while I was celebrating my colleague’s b’day.
Thinking back of it… really scary… so now, everytime if I dream, I really worry that something will happen. CHIO CHOI CHOI
[...] Do you all remember the nightmare I mentioned the other day? That I dreamt of SCB? Actually, I confided to someone that it is my way of lifting up some of her agonies because when I was in that nightmare, I can feel the distress of a person not able to breath (as in underwater). In a way, I see it as my means of reaching out to her through our spirits. That I know how she feels and know her sufferings. [...]