King Ashoka and the Carrot Halwa

I had this recurring dream.

Kunala Harihara Prasada Shastrikal was this kick-ass cook in the reign of Ashoka the Great. Every time he cooked something, King Ashoka went to the kitchen and kicked him in the ass. Every single time. But until he made carrot halwa for the king one fine evening.

Ashoka was completely floored that he immediately called the HR and promoted Harihara Shastrikal as the Chief Executive Cooker. But as expected this did not go down well with the remaining cookers.

So one night, under the cover of black darkness the bad cookers smashed Shastrikal's head with a huge boulder.Their anger was so great and menacing that they took turns to smash his head. And the palace echoed with their vile laughter when someone remarked Shastrikal's head now looked like carrot halwa. 

King Ashoka never heard a sound for he was busy with his wife in his deluxe bedroom.

The bad cookers threw the body into a huge dry well in the suburbs and went to chill out in a discothe. There they danced with great joy and vigor for "Adra adra Nakku Mukka...Nakku Mukka"

And King Ashoka, when he came to know of the incident, cried for 8 days and 7 nights in memory of the carrot halwa. He never really missed Harihara Shastrikal.

So, when I had this dream this afternoon as well, I decided to decipher the meaning of it.

 

I went to the kitchen and made carrot halwa. 

It was so mindblowingly terrific that it floored everybody in the household. Shivers shot down my spine when I understood the context of the whole bloody thing.

And now I am wary of sleeping in the nights.