What we did in our dream are what we desired, what we would like to do or what we don't like to do or something would not be happened as we had not even imagined it before?

This question has been troubled me for a long time.

I remember that few years ago, my ex-classmate passed away in an accident.

Since then I always saw him in my dream so many times that I couldn't remembered it.

Hm... I really miss him and hope he would come back.

But I am aware that this won't be happened as we couldn't change reality.

I could see that how much I longed for it and I was overjoyed to see him in my dream.

Whenever I saw him in my dream, I always told my classmate in the next morning who share the same table in class with me.

Eversince we graduated, I have nobody to tell about my dream.

I went overseas to study for 6 months, came back and stayed in Balai for few months before working in Batam.

I dreamed about him wherever I were.

It happened in one morning when I was staying in Batam, the question that I mentioned earlier came to my mind.

I found it was wierd that I always dreamed about him.

Then I bought this matter to my aunt.

She questioned me, were I really miss about him so much?Or he really miss me?He wanted to see me again?or even for the very last time?

My aunt then advised me to go back to Balai to offer joss stick for him.

I took her advise and told myself that I would go back for that.

Since I promised myself, I never saw him in my dream for a long time or at least not as frequent as before.

And of course I did what I had promised myselft.

I should admit that we were really quite close during our primary school time, the very last year of primary school.

He sat beside me and I like watching him writing or drawing when he got bored in class.

He had an unique style in holding pen.

He had done well in study and talented in drawing comic characters.

I gave him a nickname, 'Ah Gong' because of the hair style he had in one ofternoon during tuition when were in primary 4.

And from then on, everyone started to call him by this nickname and I like to do so as it give me a kind of very close feeling about him.

Once we graduated from primary school, we got into the same secondary school, and after 3 years, he chose for other high school.

We were not as close as when we were sitting next to each other during primary school any more.

I remember that afternoon, I were on my mum's motorbike on the way to take ferry to Singapore when we were passing his house, he was helping his mother in their provision shop. He asked me where am I going. I didn't know that was the last time talking to him as everything was so natural.

I have never brought about this thing for a long time but I am writing here because I met him again in my dream few nights ago. He is living happily in somewhere that no one would have known, or at least I believe he is.

So, dreams tell us about what we wish to do?

I believe that because lastnight I dreamed again.

I shared what I had and happiness with my sister.

I went shoping for the things that I had been longing for.

I were home again in my dream.