Valley Dreams

Last night I had four dreams one after another (out of blue totally - I rarely have dreams and even then I don't remember the most). 

In the first dream, I am seated on leather couch in reception room of a silicon valley company M filled with sparkling golden lights. I along with some other people are discussing something technical about what a library function does. I ask the receptionist guy and he says it is not in his work area but says what he thinks of that function nevertheless. I am thinking his knowledge is quite impressive being just a receptionist and not an engineer.

In second dream I happen to chance upon A in some corridor somewhere. He was a VP at X. I introduce and remind him of myself and astonishingly he doesn't recognize me. I am baffled as we have met/talked many times before while I was working with him.

In third dream, I am driving my two wheeler to Bangalore airport to catch a very important flight and I am hard pressed for time. I am part of small traffic at a T junction and I want to take right but the signal is red. I along with others wait and wait. But to my frustration, the signal is not turning green. Crucial minutes are being wasted. I think there is some problem with the signal as there is no traffic on the road in front and still signal is not turning green. I am getting visibly agitated and impatient. To my amazement my fellow motorists are calmly waiting for signal to turn green. I think of breaking the signal but there is a policeman loitering farther down on that road. I take the chance and violate the signal and get going, but the policeman intercepts me and takes me to the left. I try to explain my situation and plead to let me go. He says I broke the signal and also the "Lockdown" and the punishment is flogging by stick. He asks me to remove my shirt and points me to go to a concrete electric pole and be ready. While I am removing the shirt and getting ready, he is practicing flogging with stick in air in midst of the road. The people are watching the scene. I am almost ready and go near the electric pole. I am worried how I will be able to explain the beating on my back to airport authorities or when I land in the US? I am just approaching the pole and getting ready and the dream breaks..

In the fourth and final dream it is a sunny day and I am driving a small-red-open convertible in Mountain View on Rengstorff Avenue somewhere between the Costco and Middlefield road. I just saw my ex-colleague C pass by waving her hand from her car from opposite direction, talking to somebody. 'Hey! I think I just saw Mrugesh there!' I hear her stretched voice fade past amidst the speed and noise. I am driving but something is wrong. My car has a U shaped driver protection bar that should come from above on me (as in roller coaster) but I see I have forced myself between the U to reach the breaks and accelerator and managing to drive the car. I take a right turn quickly into a small street to fix this. The street is blocked with a huge truck and there is only a narrow gap between that and the curb. I squeeze-in and trample on to the curb anyway and stop ultimately on a front lawn of a home. I smile and say sorry to the family for treading on their lawn a little bit; they are already standing talking among themselves on their ramp. They take it in good spirit and I jump out and back in the car after fixing the thing, seating properly. All is good and perfect now and I am back on Rengstorff waiting to take the left onto Middlefield.