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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UGQH0ycSp7ImA9WhRRFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806449211758129427</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:47:01.399-08:00</updated><category term="Height" /><category term="Temple" /><category term="Wet" /><category term="Human Body" /><category term="Space" /><category term="Sci-Fi" /><category term="Crime" /><category term="Alien" /><category term="Dark" /><category term="Water" /><category term="House" /><category term="Movie" /><category term="Train" /><category term="Military" /><category term="Building" /><category term="Semi Naked" /><category term="General" /><category term="Weather" /><category term="Hinduism" /><category term="History" /><category term="Money" /><category term="Toilet" /><category term="Car" /><category term="India" /><category term="Religion" /><category term="Steel" /><category term="Police" /><category term="Magic" /><category term="King" /><category term="Flight" /><category term="Island" /><category term="Nature" /><category term="Weapon" /><category term="Internet" /><category term="Danger" /><category term="Gadget" /><category term="Horror" /><category term="Science" /><category term="Drugs" /><category term="Forest" /><category term="Blogging" /><category term="Road" /><category term="Color" /><category term="Kingdom" /><category term="Children" /><category term="Animal" /><category term="Rally" /><category term="Chennai" /><category term="Mystery" /><category term="Robot" /><category term="Secret" /><category term="Accident" /><category term="FairyTale" /><category term="Meeting" /><title>Dreams In Sleep</title><subtitle type="html">Weird and wonderful things happen when we are not awake. This blog tries to capture the story unfolding in dreams...</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dreamsinsleep.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamsinsleep.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806449211758129427/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Story Teller</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgR6fGL3w5g/Tdc_JYAQXSI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-yJVdvDVIa8/s220/darth-vader-face.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/BNYS" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/bnys" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQCQHw8eCp7ImA9Wx9XF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806449211758129427.post-1313236256596039485</id><published>2011-01-11T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T15:26:01.270-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-11T15:26:01.270-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Secret" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FairyTale" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Crime" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="King" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kingdom" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Train" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Forest" /><title>King of the Secret Forest</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dreamsinsleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1313236256596039485/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806449211758129427&amp;postID=1313236256596039485" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806449211758129427/posts/default/1313236256596039485?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806449211758129427/posts/default/1313236256596039485?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/BNYS/~3/B_STs1-u52g/king-of-secret-forest.html" title="King of the Secret Forest" /><author><name>Story Teller</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgR6fGL3w5g/Tdc_JYAQXSI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-yJVdvDVIa8/s220/darth-vader-face.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">


In the whole country, there is a
secret place, hidden away from the masses and only known to certain people in
the Government. It was a place where a King still rules over his subject and
despite living within a very modern country; lifestyle of people remains
ancient to the time of Romans.





The kingdom lies within a large
area of forest and treacherous mountains and no one is allowed to 
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I was in India visiting a large ancient temple somewhere in Chennai. 



A guide was waiting for us at the temple entrance and from the entrance,
 I was not able to see the whole temple complex. The guide took us into 
the temple structure and at the deep end of the structure, there was a 
small room. We entered the room and noticed a small staircase leading up
 but I could 
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I
was asleep when I heard some sound. 






I woke up and noticed that there were 3
small children standing in front of me. I noticed that my throat and lips were
dry. So, I took the bottle of water which was nearby and drank some of the
water. The 3 children kept quiet and did not show any reactions. I offered them
my water as I felt that their throats must be dry. They took the bottle and
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9cIXRcNmFlNF2kxypvF5qhFD9SM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9cIXRcNmFlNF2kxypvF5qhFD9SM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/BNYS/~4/HvebVVsrEww" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://dreamsinsleep.blogspot.com/2008/07/city-king-forest-king-part-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEGQHo_eSp7ImA9WxdVF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806449211758129427.post-2795311487956085312</id><published>2008-07-20T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T04:53:41.441-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-22T04:53:41.441-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Magic" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FairyTale" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="History" /><title>The City King &amp; Forest King Part 1</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dreamsinsleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2795311487956085312/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806449211758129427&amp;postID=2795311487956085312" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806449211758129427/posts/default/2795311487956085312?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806449211758129427/posts/default/2795311487956085312?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/BNYS/~3/6ULrHva6pxs/city-king-forest-king-part-1.html" title="The City King &amp; Forest King Part 1" /><author><name>Story Teller</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgR6fGL3w5g/Tdc_JYAQXSI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-yJVdvDVIa8/s220/darth-vader-face.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">(Dreamed in parts, updated for clarity and continuity. This work is not allowed to be republished without consent) (Image source: http://www.cwac.net)The medieval traveler wanted to seek help from a kingdom deep down in a forest in a far away land. But he has been forewarned that along his journey, he will be confronted by a path leading to a beautiful city which unfortunately is ruled by a 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AKNJ7yoatxY4yujcV0xSJGBtNHI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AKNJ7yoatxY4yujcV0xSJGBtNHI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/BNYS/~4/6ULrHva6pxs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://dreamsinsleep.blogspot.com/2008/07/city-king-forest-king-part-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkECR3o-eSp7ImA9WxdVEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806449211758129427.post-47859354076133507</id><published>2008-07-14T17:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:11:06.451-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-14T17:11:06.451-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mystery" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dark" /><title>The Room</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dreamsinsleep.blogspot.com/feeds/47859354076133507/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806449211758129427&amp;postID=47859354076133507" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806449211758129427/posts/default/47859354076133507?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806449211758129427/posts/default/47859354076133507?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/BNYS/~3/zIDgy4et1dg/room.html" title="The Room" /><author><name>Story Teller</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgR6fGL3w5g/Tdc_JYAQXSI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-yJVdvDVIa8/s220/darth-vader-face.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">The room was dark…A dim light was switched on and I regain my visions. I was in a small room, surrounded by shelves of books and dust full items. There was a lonely bulb on the ceiling. There was little space in the middle for me to stand, hardly any for me to sit.There was a pathway leading away from the place that I was standing but beyond the realm of the lonely bulb lights, the path was dark 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nfI5zcJfA4qKZCrurxJxjhGr7dU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nfI5zcJfA4qKZCrurxJxjhGr7dU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/BNYS/~4/Y8g5c4qW9dE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://dreamsinsleep.blogspot.com/2008/06/accident-at-supermarket.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQBR3Y5fCp7ImA9WxdXEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806449211758129427.post-7438145309068589723</id><published>2008-06-23T17:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:12:36.824-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-23T17:12:36.824-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wet" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toilet" /><title>Messy</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dreamsinsleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7438145309068589723/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806449211758129427&amp;postID=7438145309068589723" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806449211758129427/posts/default/7438145309068589723?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806449211758129427/posts/default/7438145309068589723?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/BNYS/~3/I9UhMU5SzrQ/messy.html" title="Messy" /><author><name>Story Teller</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgR6fGL3w5g/Tdc_JYAQXSI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-yJVdvDVIa8/s220/darth-vader-face.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_p9OcU0QY8dE/SGA7u4HXc_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/DoktT-s5dlQ/s72-c/photo_studio.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">.(Picture source: http://www.skipcity.jp)The father was a rich man – businesses spanning from West to East, bringing in millions of dollar on daily basis.However, it has come to a point when the man had to gamble all that he had, for more money. He had used all his money for a contract, of which the return is of many folds. With no money left, all he could do is to wait and see.Then there was a 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B2HWcBX8ZdSNJcSyraweHNpHg8o/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B2HWcBX8ZdSNJcSyraweHNpHg8o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/BNYS/~4/7rceN2MRp7E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://dreamsinsleep.blogspot.com/2008/06/drugs-worms.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QBRXk8eSp7ImA9WxdRFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806449211758129427.post-1111434198030135878</id><published>2008-06-03T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T17:29:14.771-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-03T17:29:14.771-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Animal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Danger" /><title>Wild Animal</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dreamsinsleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1111434198030135878/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806449211758129427&amp;postID=1111434198030135878" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806449211758129427/posts/default/1111434198030135878?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806449211758129427/posts/default/1111434198030135878?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/BNYS/~3/dpLtkALChbk/wild-animal.html" title="Wild Animal" /><author><name>Story Teller</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgR6fGL3w5g/Tdc_JYAQXSI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-yJVdvDVIa8/s220/darth-vader-face.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_p9OcU0QY8dE/SEXhd_VUmsI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hkqk8g27e5E/s72-c/whitelion.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">. (Image source: http://slackerrevolution.com) The streets were empty…There were some lights up in the windows of the darken buildings. There is a wall surrounding the buildings and me in it. The air was cold and yet I was sweating - for what I did not know for sure. From afar, I thought I heard a growl. I did not feel safe.I walked towards the wall when I saw perched on the top of it, a white 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ge-Mu6Ig1nokotlhSbue9cefMZE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ge-Mu6Ig1nokotlhSbue9cefMZE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/BNYS/~4/dpLtkALChbk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://dreamsinsleep.blogspot.com/2008/06/wild-animal.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkECSXsyfCp7ImA9WxdSFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806449211758129427.post-233629612494912046</id><published>2008-05-21T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:04:28.594-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-21T17:04:28.594-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Weather" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Military" /><title>Blizzard</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://dreamsinsleep.blogspot.com/feeds/233629612494912046/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806449211758129427&amp;postID=233629612494912046" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806449211758129427/posts/default/233629612494912046?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806449211758129427/posts/default/233629612494912046?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/BNYS/~3/UUoGg7PMeaM/blizzard.html" title="Blizzard" /><author><name>Story Teller</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgR6fGL3w5g/Tdc_JYAQXSI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-yJVdvDVIa8/s220/darth-vader-face.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">.(Nothing for miles - picture source: http://www.polarfoundation.org)There was an eerie silence at the battlefield…I laid down my gun on the snow and looked around. There was no other soul to be seen for miles. There were some patches of smokes far away but I did not have the urge to go there. Something tells me to walk away from it. Walk away fast. I looked on the other side and saw nothing but 
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