Feel at home when you're home (today's astro advice)

This time I know it was a dream, a morning dream. People say dreams witnessed in morning come true. I had taken an early bus to some place at Ashram road. On my way back, I took an auto to the bus-stand at Panjarapole;I have no idea why! At Panjarapole I missed the bus twice. So I opted to walk. Can you imagine "walk" from Panjarapole to Gandhinagar, hah! Crazy indeed! Dreams, you see, are crazy. They are not real; They are the Royal Road to the Unconscious. On the way I saw several buses speeding by. When I tried to stop the bus, the conductors shouted out loud "make it quick". But the buses never stopped really and I couldn't run fast enough to catch them. I kept walking. When I reached Ashram Road, an auto-rick stopped by, i almost jumped to sit inside and the driver started driving to Gandhinagar.We started talking casually. The driver also found it strange that I had gone to Panjarapole to take a bus. While on the rick, my sister called up to tell me I had guests in the evening so I better make in time. When I reached home my sister was ready with evening snacks and dinner for guests. For a change she had not left the responsibility for me 'cause she knew I would be late and tired. I was happy, after the long day, that I was "FEELING at home when I was Home."

Written on 16th June in my hometown

"How did I reach there?"This question is knocking my mind! ...Today, I drove all the way on SG highway; clouds indicated rains; every five hundred meters, the vendors with green stacks of fresh corn, with one large aluminium vessel of boiling corns n a coal sigri for roasted once were standing on the road side, the aroma emanating filled the air and my senses too.
Ya....I really dunno how i reached this place called Crazy Noodles, a small food joint with genuine flavours. The door-keeper opened the door with the same smile n i could sense the familiarity on his face. Does he recognize me even today! Isn't it been long back I came here? Probably, it was just last week, or last month. Ah! why get into the confusion of time n space! I m here at my favorite place. Strange though, I am alone! She must be coming! Or may be she is already there waiting for me.
I ordered my favourite noodles with soup; what is it called, Tom-yum, or Yumkum. I can't recall...why can't i open the menu-card? Where is the menu card?
The waiter, who looks more like a bouncer but is ever smiling, greeted me, like always. He placed three glasses of water. Possibly, he guessed that others are coming along. These are the same glasses with pointed bottoms which come to rest, tilted, with a "t-ling" sound. Today, for the first time, i wasn't startled.
Next came the large white bowl, full of the sumptuous delight. I must have ordered dimsums too; cause he is also coming with the cane-steamer. My mouth is watered. I can't wait any more. Its blissful. While I wolfed down the soup, noodles n dimsums, I was still unaware, "How I reached here?"