bhaskar saikia

Lately, I’ve found myself exploring a strange yet captivating landscape — the realm of dreams within dreams. In these layered experiences, I become aware that I am dreaming, yet when I “wake up,” I often find myself still within another dream. The boundary between consciousness and illusion feels blurred, as if my mind is peeling back layers of reality like an endless spiral.

Perhaps now the movie Inception makes sense to me. While the film delves into multi-layered dream depths, I’ve personally experienced going two layers deep. The sensation of moving between these layers has sparked profound reflections on what my mind is trying to reveal. Far from being random occurrences, these dreams seem to echo the way my thoughts unfold — revealing patterns of awareness, emotion and creativity.

Interestingly, these nested dreams often feel incredibly vivid, almost cinematic. Characters, scenes, and narratives emerge with intricate detail, as though my imagination is rehearsing ideas or constructing stories from fragmented thoughts. It’s no surprise that many of my creative ideas — especially my writings — seem to trace back to moments within these dreamscapes. My mind appears to be sculpting abstract ideas into tangible concepts, weaving memories and emotions into intricate patterns.

Since my teenage years, I’ve experienced recurring dreams of unfamiliar places — yet remarkably, I have encountered two of these locations in real life. These recurring dreams, unsettling yet mesmerizing, feel like an invitation — a chance to explore my consciousness more deeply. Each dream seems to whisper a message, urging me to embrace uncertainty, question reality and find meaning in the elusive corners of thought.

Perhaps this is why I write — to capture these fleeting fragments and bring them into the light, transforming dreams into stories and experiences into insights. After all, consciousness itself may be just another dream — one we wake from only when we’re ready to understand its message.