DejaVu

He’s in a room with white walls, sitting on the couch. For no apparent reason his heartbeat is intense and pulse is racing. Suddenly a hand rests on his shoulder, he turns around... Screams loudly watching a horrendous face in front...then...alarm clock rings. He wakes up in his bed thinking about the dream, but that irritating alarm makes him forget it.Completing his daily rituals he backpacks and hits the street to meet his girlfriend. It’s a Sunday today and her parents are not at home...time for some fun eh! Thinking of that he arrives at her place, ring a bell. To his surprise door isn't locked...he hears a familiar voice calling from within, “Come inside!". He senses his pulse racing, heartbeat becoming intense...he makes himself comfy...but something strikes him. He mutters to himself "I've seen it somewhere! Where? Where?” Suddenly a hand rests on his shoulder, looking back he screams in horror!” Same horrendous face, same as the dream! His is heart pounding like a fuzzy ball and is really on the verge of a blackout. But in that frenzy he hears his girlfriend's voice saying calm down and when he actually calms down does get a realization that the horrendous face was that of his girlfriend with a face pack! He heaves a sigh of relief, “Now that explains everything about the dream". Not intense but still there he got a dejavu, sensing that he had seen it somewhere.
I’m sure many of us experience this countless times, when an event happens we sense a "dejavu" feeling and you say to yourself "Sweet mother of God! That was exactly what I saw in my dream." My friend once told me that he had nightmares of a person in black robes n black hat smiling at him chewing a roll of paper in his hand saying gibberish, few years later he sensed that it was he, himself in graduation robe doing "Le Nadal" trophy bite and saying 'Vamos RAFA'.

I can imagine he must have had a #facepalm moment when it occured to him

It seems that all had this dejavu thing embedded in our brains.I suffer from same thing almost on a fortnightly basis, I don't remember the event as such but when it happens at that instant its boink! I say to me, "That’s some stuff man".

It doesn't have a profound effect on our lives but does give an insight about the unravelled mysteries of our brain. To end it I want to say I would never know what happened later to the guy in the opening story because he didn't see the next part of the dream otherwise, let it be...but I leave it to your imagination. Wish you happy dreaming!