Sunday, 5 October 2014

Brenna Ribeiro

A young woman with whitish make up that makes her look scary stares upwards. She is at a lower level and so its like a top angle shot. Everything around her is dark. She is wearing something that can be called a cluster of white threads. Its looks very much like fur but it isn't.

Still staring she gives a wicked smile and turns around. Slowly then faster she starts spinning around.  All I can see now is the white threads moving in circular pattern like in a washing machine.

This movement suddenly transforms to a relatively straighter movement along a curvy path like a river. From the initial spin of the woman to this, the speed of motion increases at each level.

The river-like movement of the threads tranforms into a real river. And now finally the surrounding is not just darkness. The river flows along small rocks hitting it and creating a splash as it moves ahead.

Now I see the bank of the river. The noise of the speeding waves is gone. The water is moving very slowly, it's more or less silent.

The bank is of mud and small stones. Not too far are hills, many hills. It appears to be evening time. A young women trembling, scared is running down a hill. She is wearing a salwar kameez and has bruise marks. She keeps turning around as though to see something. There are a lot trees and shrubs on the hill. A man is chasing her. He's not too far from her.

He's dressed in a blue kurta and has shoulder length grey hair. He looks straight at me with eyes wide open reminding me of the scary woman's stare.

Another man with the same hairstyle but a few grey strands is now staring at me through a huge glass window. This man is standing in a small room which is on a ground floor.

The room is all wood and glass. The external wall, the internal walls, the flooring its all wood. There is a door and an unusually big window in the external wall, both in glass. Through the glass you can see the full room which is dimly lit and the man is staring.

The same stare that the two men gave is given by a third man. The young man is standing in a narrow lane with buildings on both sides. It is night time. He has the same hairstyle as the two older men but with no grey. He is Shahid Kapoor.

It's early morning in a chawl. Wooden railings and stairs from where I can see doors, many doors. The wood here is of the colour of dark chocolate while that in the wooden house of the second man was coffee color. A woman is putting clothes to dry on a rope. I don't see her face.

*I am the third person in the dream. I don't see myself at any point.
* Blame it on Group 3. I guess all the mystery and horror stories we are working on is spilling onto my dreams. :D


3 comments:

Unknown said...

Hahaha Brenna really weird and spooky dream! And what's with Shahid Kapoor adding twist to ur dream! Looks like u must have seen Haider lately.

Unknown said...

I told you blame it on group 3... haven't seen Haider yet... After saturating print and tv, I guess bollywoood is finding new avenues for promotion.

ajay noronha said...

Brilliant, Brenna! and thanks for sharing. I love the way the dream moves locations while the stares remain constant. A potentially very powerful short film you have here. :) Ajay