It was the year 1826.
Spring in Kyoto was different from the rest.
It was a time when the welcoming of spring is like a sweet kiss on each leaf, each petal, each tree. Returning a warm green embrace back to the Earth. The Kinkaku-ji Temple in Kyoto was home to a Shogun. But it also turns out, that there are other guests in the temple aside from the guests of the Shogun. My nephew and I found ourselves strolling inside the the temple. Watching the ducks wading in the lake and just gazing at the lush greenery. Then my nephew asked:
"Auntie, are you okay? You're near, yet so far, is there anything bothering you at all?"
Averting his eyes and looking away into the lake, I replied:
"I'm fine. There is nothing to worry about. Besides, what made you ask that question?"
His gaze fell on the ducks swimming on the lake. Then he spoke, in a broken voice:
"Auntie, I know how much pain you are feeling at the moment. But I have a very good feeling that you're really meant for someone. Someone, who I know well and I will be proud enough to call him uncle. Do you remember mentioning to me your dream? About the twin baby boys that you gave birth to?"
"What about it?" I replied.
"Well, there might be a possibility that you might end up with someone who has a twin brother or you might really give birth to one," was his response.
"Might... another what ifs," I retorted.
"Well, it is possib..." he said in a choking voice.
Then he fell with a samurai sticking on his back. But instead of him bleeding, I was the one who was bleeding. I felt pain rack my lower back. And I began seeing red all around me.
"Auntie, auntie!" shouted my nephew. "You horrible snake! Why did you do it?" cried my nephew.
I turned my head and saw his best friend. He knelt down and began to apologize. I raised my hand, and there came a flame that shot-out rapidly like an arrow. It grew big as it hit the floor and turned into a flaming wall that separated me and my nephew from his best friend. He began shouting his apologies to the sky, but I could hear a girl dragging him away and telling him not to apologize anymore, for it was futile. I tried to catch the words, but I could only hear my nephew crying. And then everything went black.
I woke up. Whew! It was only a dream. But why did I dream it? What did it mean? Why did my nephew mentioned me dreaming of giving birth to twin baby boys? Although I have been dreaming of that since I was in college. There were two baby beds in the nursery, each containing a baby boy. The boys were identical twins. But what did they symbolize? I immediately sat up from my bed and began praying. Asking for a sign from Him, and telling Him, that if this is His will, thy will be done and not mine. I went back to sleep after that prayer. Guess I was to find the answer out in the coming days.
The phone rang. But my boss picked it up before I could get my hand on the receiver. After a few minutes, he handed me the phone and said it was for me. I took the phone and the lobby receptionist told me that I had a letter waiting for me. I thanked him and put down the receiver. I half-ran, half-walked to the lobby to get the letter and there it was. Upon inspecting it at close range, I opened it to view its contents. And here's the content:
Good day!
I don't know you that well but it seems like you know a great deal about me to tell lies about me. You have been saying a lot of nasty things about me that isn't true and it only showed me who you really are. You can have him (referring to the best friend of my nephew), I am not laying any claim on him anyway. Don't wonder how I found out about what you've been saying about me, but I did. Anyways, have a nice day and God Bless!
The dream. It happened. The best friend stabbed my nephew with the girl, but my nephew didn't feel the brunt of that stabbing, I did, in the form of a letter. And it was all the best friend's fault. I knew he spelled trouble the moment he tried to assure me and my nephew the comfort of his loyalties. But then again, I saw his dark side. And with this new-found knowledge, I have decided to shut him out completely from my life.
A few weeks later, my nephew called me to tell me, he wants me to meet someone.
"Yes auntie, I know you are tired of hearing this, even from me, that we want you to hook up with someone, but this is someone better. Here's the photo," and sent it to me via email. I opened my email since I was doing both surfing and talking on the phone at the same time. And I gasped. It was a guy with a twin brother! I told my nephew in the most calmest voice possible:
"He has a twin? Seriously?"
"He does aunt, and here's the good part, he likes you too. I know you like him, even way before, you don't need to tell me, I just know. That's why I knew that it was okay to hook you up with this guy, at least I know him and I would be proud to call him my uncle," was all that he said. Again, my dream, happened for the second time. And it was in the form of a photograph.
Sensing that I have a great deal of knowledge in the palm of my hands, I knew that I had to be careful. Even in dreams, my prayers could be answered. Is this the ending? This was just the beginning.
Spring in Kyoto was different from the rest.
It was a time when the welcoming of spring is like a sweet kiss on each leaf, each petal, each tree. Returning a warm green embrace back to the Earth. The Kinkaku-ji Temple in Kyoto was home to a Shogun. But it also turns out, that there are other guests in the temple aside from the guests of the Shogun. My nephew and I found ourselves strolling inside the the temple. Watching the ducks wading in the lake and just gazing at the lush greenery. Then my nephew asked:
"Auntie, are you okay? You're near, yet so far, is there anything bothering you at all?"
Averting his eyes and looking away into the lake, I replied:
"I'm fine. There is nothing to worry about. Besides, what made you ask that question?"
His gaze fell on the ducks swimming on the lake. Then he spoke, in a broken voice:
"Auntie, I know how much pain you are feeling at the moment. But I have a very good feeling that you're really meant for someone. Someone, who I know well and I will be proud enough to call him uncle. Do you remember mentioning to me your dream? About the twin baby boys that you gave birth to?"
"What about it?" I replied.
"Well, there might be a possibility that you might end up with someone who has a twin brother or you might really give birth to one," was his response.
"Might... another what ifs," I retorted.
"Well, it is possib..." he said in a choking voice.
Then he fell with a samurai sticking on his back. But instead of him bleeding, I was the one who was bleeding. I felt pain rack my lower back. And I began seeing red all around me.
"Auntie, auntie!" shouted my nephew. "You horrible snake! Why did you do it?" cried my nephew.
I turned my head and saw his best friend. He knelt down and began to apologize. I raised my hand, and there came a flame that shot-out rapidly like an arrow. It grew big as it hit the floor and turned into a flaming wall that separated me and my nephew from his best friend. He began shouting his apologies to the sky, but I could hear a girl dragging him away and telling him not to apologize anymore, for it was futile. I tried to catch the words, but I could only hear my nephew crying. And then everything went black.
I woke up. Whew! It was only a dream. But why did I dream it? What did it mean? Why did my nephew mentioned me dreaming of giving birth to twin baby boys? Although I have been dreaming of that since I was in college. There were two baby beds in the nursery, each containing a baby boy. The boys were identical twins. But what did they symbolize? I immediately sat up from my bed and began praying. Asking for a sign from Him, and telling Him, that if this is His will, thy will be done and not mine. I went back to sleep after that prayer. Guess I was to find the answer out in the coming days.
The phone rang. But my boss picked it up before I could get my hand on the receiver. After a few minutes, he handed me the phone and said it was for me. I took the phone and the lobby receptionist told me that I had a letter waiting for me. I thanked him and put down the receiver. I half-ran, half-walked to the lobby to get the letter and there it was. Upon inspecting it at close range, I opened it to view its contents. And here's the content:
Good day!
I don't know you that well but it seems like you know a great deal about me to tell lies about me. You have been saying a lot of nasty things about me that isn't true and it only showed me who you really are. You can have him (referring to the best friend of my nephew), I am not laying any claim on him anyway. Don't wonder how I found out about what you've been saying about me, but I did. Anyways, have a nice day and God Bless!
The dream. It happened. The best friend stabbed my nephew with the girl, but my nephew didn't feel the brunt of that stabbing, I did, in the form of a letter. And it was all the best friend's fault. I knew he spelled trouble the moment he tried to assure me and my nephew the comfort of his loyalties. But then again, I saw his dark side. And with this new-found knowledge, I have decided to shut him out completely from my life.
A few weeks later, my nephew called me to tell me, he wants me to meet someone.
"Yes auntie, I know you are tired of hearing this, even from me, that we want you to hook up with someone, but this is someone better. Here's the photo," and sent it to me via email. I opened my email since I was doing both surfing and talking on the phone at the same time. And I gasped. It was a guy with a twin brother! I told my nephew in the most calmest voice possible:
"He has a twin? Seriously?"
"He does aunt, and here's the good part, he likes you too. I know you like him, even way before, you don't need to tell me, I just know. That's why I knew that it was okay to hook you up with this guy, at least I know him and I would be proud to call him my uncle," was all that he said. Again, my dream, happened for the second time. And it was in the form of a photograph.
Sensing that I have a great deal of knowledge in the palm of my hands, I knew that I had to be careful. Even in dreams, my prayers could be answered. Is this the ending? This was just the beginning.
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