Frozen Ice-Cream and Flooding Marketplace

I had a strange dream this evening while I was taking a nap. I could have remembered all the details better if I had written it down right after I woke up but I did not so here was a brief version of what actually happened in my dream.

I was in a place where there were a lot of people. Sitting on the floor at a desk, my bro and sis were there and she bought me 4 scoops of strawberry and blueberry (2 scoops of each) frozen ice-cream. I knew it was ridiculous because ice-cream was already frozen and there was no need to repeat the word 'frozen' in its name. But that was what my sister said it was. Then I saw my parents too and my sis said she got to go and it seemed she was going to drive back from Penang to Ipoh.

I got distracted at some point and then I forgot to eat the frozen ice-cream. The curious thing was, no matter how long I left it on the table, it did not melt. Then I tried to call my sister, in my head realizing that she could be driving at this point of time but I went ahead and dialed. I asked her why didn't the ice-cream melt and she said frozen ice-cream was like that. They just don't melt easily. I started eating the ice-cream, savouring it bit by bit and then caught sight of the receipt of the ice-cream. It was RM35 something. Could not remember the cents behind it. I told my sis that it was so thoughtful of her to buy me such expensive ice-cream and she replied frozen ice-cream was expensive.

Then I was walking along the corridor outside where I was sitting enjoying the ice-cream and reached a marketplace. People were busy shredding and cleaning shrimps and in the process of doing so, the liquid from the shrimp started raining on me because too many people were hurling their shrimps in the air while cleaning them. There was another lady who was slicing five red chilies at a time using a queer equipment with 5 holes in it and a knife along it. Brilliant thing invented to slice chilies quicker I should say though I was not sure if it would really work in real life.

Then I exited the market place and then found the floor at the entrance flooded. I went out and then reached one corner by a flight of stairs and saw a police officer clad in white uniform began to fall asleep on my white pair of slippers. I told him to get up and said the slippers might suit his uniform but it did not suit him. His expression was of a mixture of shock and surprise, a little bit of anger too I supposed. Then I told him he should not be sleeping because the marketplace was flooding (which I knew was a lie because only the entrance was flooded actually). He quickly got up and went to the marketplace. On the way there, I saw that my table (where I was eating frozen ice-cream just now) was flooded and the flood consisted of liquid from the shrimps. I went to my table and got my laptop speakers which were on the floor up to the table but the liquid was rising at an incredible rate.

I woke up after that. Weird dream, huh? The best part of it was, I could still remember the taste of the frozen ice-cream till now. Yummy!