It happened with me

This is my first post and I am not sure wat to put in…….. hummmmmmm….. lemme start with a funny incident that happened with me couple of days ago.

It was Sunday night and there was loadshedding (pretty normal thing at this time of the year), luckily a cool breeze was blowing and I was alone at home. I though “Let me catch a quick nap in the meantime so I can work when light comes back again”

I went off to sleep and  had a dream that I was going to be hanged by a client (won’t divulge name for obvious reason) for not fulfiling a task as per the agreement. I was begging for mercy but he would not listen. There were a lot of people surrounding me and enjoying my plight. I could hear busting of crackers at a distance and also music and shouting and thought to myself  ”inhuman of these people to be rejoicing at my plight.”

The final hour came when I was supposed to be hanged. I was pleading with my client to give me some grace period and telling him that I will be completing all the task. Suddenly someone dragged and I wokeup shouting “I will deliver the task on time.”

Suddenly I heard my mother’s voice asking me what happened. I felt glad and opened my eyes. What do I see, around 5-6 neighbours standing beside my mother and all giving me a puzzled look.

I was wondering what they were doing in my bedroom when my mother chided me and told  ” How can you be so irresponsible”
I gave her a puzzled look wondering what wrong had I committed, and thinking if only she new what a harrowing dream I had.
Then she said, ” How can you be so irresponsible and careless I have been ringing the doorbell and you were not responding, seeing my plight the neighbours joined me and they were calling you on your phone, shouting out you name,banging on the door and some even threw stone on the door to wake you up. Ultimately they had to break the lock to get in
I felt ashamed and timidly asked for how long this was happening , she said 45 mins.
I felt like digging up a hole right there and burying myself in it.
I could not bring myself to look face to face with the people standing around, but from the corner of my eyes I could see everyone were smiling.   Shishhhhhh…… it felt so bad.
I slowly stated relating the things
busting of crackers= banging and throwing stones on the door
music= my phone ringing

people shouting= neighbours calling my name.
Poor me ……….:(