I sat on my grandmother's large fleecy bed, watching her write in a blurred, broken down scratch pad; squenched, small blurred lips and her eyes shut tight, recalling a fantasy she had envisioned the prior night.
"What are you doing, Grandmother?"
"Calm youngster! I'm returning to the fantasy land for only a couple of moments. Deciphering my fantasy, see?"
Sitting as unobtrusively as any youngster could, enthusiastically expecting the second she would open her eyes and grin skyward, "Ahhh. I get it. Much thanks to you." A couple of seconds a greater amount of subtle writing and afterward we would start our day together. yuxu yozmalari
At that point, the little custom felt sacrosanct. I was unable to get some information about her confidential dreams, or how she knew how to decipher them, yet my interest for such matter was overpowering now and again. As the years passed and I became somewhat older, I additionally became bolder if not savvier.
"Grandmother, I had a fantasy the previous evening," I threw out, very unassumingly one day. The lift in her little crumpled eyes let me know and still, at the end of the day that she was on to me, yet she reveled my keenness.
"Indeed you did? Fill me in regarding it. I decipher dreams, you know," she grinned, realizing without a doubt I definitely knew this. I would tell her my fantasy with all the show and zeal I could marshal, and she immediately separated it.
"It doesn't make any difference who you long for," she started. "You are generally everybody in your fantasy. Anything that you consider anything that individual you see or meet in your fantasy, are aspects of you."
By and large, Grandmother used to have four or five dreams each night that she could recall. She referred to some of them as "cerebrum fart", some she called "hunch dreams," however her top picks were known as the "realizing yourself dreams."
"Typically my fantasies are 'realizing yourself dreams'," she reviewed.
Grandmother never let me in on her mysterious of deciphering dreams until the time I got her a book I accepted that she would appreciate. I don't have the foggiest idea what I was thinking.
Grandmother cooed over the purple tulip wrapping paper containing the fantasy understanding book, and I felt fairly satisfied with myself that I had picked a gift for Grandmother that no other person had; obviously, I had a justification for picking the gift. It was all in my arrangement, see?
At the point when Grandmother tore away the last leftovers of the wrapping, her little blue eyes, not totally startlingly, changed in a flash into enormous dark saucers.
"What is this?" she requested.
At the point when the title of the book enlisted, her eyes limited and her look looked like shots focused on, well... you can envision. The room appeared to recoil as Grandmother gazed at me in frosty quiet.
"I figured you would like it, Grandmother. I figured you might want to peruse others' opinion on dream translation," I honestly controlled.
"How could I believe should do that, dear? I understand what I'm doing and I gained from an expert: my own grandmother." She gave the book to me, rankled. "Bethie, I needn't bother with this." Then, her tone relaxing unexpectedly, I realized my arrangement had worked. "The time has come for I to show you how to decipher dreams like my grandmother accomplished for me."
I disposed of the 'culpable' book and enthusiastically took a seat.
Grandmother called her techniques as our forefathers would have done it.
"Once in a while the prior way is the most effective way," she said. "At the point when you long for a creature, for example, ponder how that creature affects you. In the event that you long for a snake and you fear snakes, you fear something. On the off chance that you long for a snake and the snake seems educated to you, then, at that point, you are getting information on some sort. You see?"
Grandmother instructed me that there are a few general signs in dreams too, signs that will have similar significance for some individuals. "Water," she said, "is generally your sentiments. In the event that you are suffocating in a fantasy, it typically implies that you're overpowered."
