Dreamers is an ongoing personal project based on my own fears,
dreams and insecurities in relation to a recurring dream I had sometime back.
In this dream I see myself running endlessly and frantically,
searching for a place to belong but the places and the people and
everything seem to zoom away and vanish.
I started working on this project during the workshop ‘I Metropolis’ under the Bangladesh photographer Sarker Protick.
Dreamers: Episode 1:
I find myself floating in a void every now and then, pitch dark and complete silence. Sometimes I find myself sitting in front of a big clock with no hands and time standing still. Other times I am inside a glass box that is ever shrinking. Tied to a chair and my face wrapped inside plastic; as I gasp to breathe, it tightens its hold. Suffocating and panting I try to set myself free and then sometimes I am running aimlessly along familiar roads with road signs beside reading “Destination: infinity”. Without an identity or sense of escaping, only a longing for a home I am unable to find.
Even when I take every right turn, the road continues endlessly. With every passing day I spend running, the world around me crumbles a little. The people, the buildings, everything seem to zoom away like spaceships in the movies, zooming away from one galaxy to another via the wormholes. My existence zooms away from the hold of my palms and I keep running. I run until all the colors fade and I am stranded in the grays. They somewhat represented a beach with white sands and even whiter seas; crushing against white rocks, I continue running along the beach for days now, it has almost become an inherent trait not to stop. Days and night cycle back and forth until I have lost count.