Of Hushes & Puffs - The Sleep

As clouds of sleepiness gushed over your mind, fairies, pixies and elves with their little toolkits are just starting to work.

Work.

Work on what?

Well, isn’t it obvious?

They’ll work on YOU, of course!

 

After all, you are the machine which has been and will continue to be subjected to their mercy for many years (AND MORE to come). Fairies, with their wands can penetrate deep into your nervous systems with frightening speed - Well, there is not much to be frightened of- After all, they are just miniature thumb-size mechanics at your service. Pixies, with their magic dusts will probably do more ‘harm’ than good in their night shifts. Why were they not fired from their jobs? Well, I believe that their humorous nature probably saved them from that devastating fate of being jobless.

 

So then, back to our story.

 

Pixies with their pixie dust will probably itch your overly sensitive nose and cause you to sneeze. Sneeze- an action which relieves humans, but will most probably whip out half the pixie population, especially the weak hearted. Such natural disasters are sometimes, unavoidable. Let us now have a moment of silence to mourn the deaths of our fellow workers.

- Ok, times up.-

 

So what becomes of those who survive? Why, that is such an absurd question to ask, because our young fellow colleagues will continue working of course! However, pixies are still comprehensible, sympathisable and much more lovable compared to the elves.

 

                          

                                                                                 Elves.

 

Oh, those mischievous, sly little things. With a crocked and wayward smirk, they can set the entire ‘machine’ ablaze. How is that humanly possible? What rubbish! They are elves, so obviously it is

 

ELF-ISHLY possible !!!

 

With their witty, tiny fingers (which are not to be underestimated, definitely not to be termed CUTE, mind you, elves are known for their capricious tempers), they will nonchalantly press all the colourful buttons of the machine simultaneously causing a knee-jerk reaction which-

 

-makes you, open your mouth and yawn;

-makes you hallucinate, thinking that you are hearing voices at the back of your head ;

-substitute your sweet teddy tale dreams with nightmares;

-last but not least, 

-make you sleepwalk all around and end up walking nowhere.

 

Nevertheless, your obliviousness to their ‘evil’ master plans will annoy them to no end and they will reluctantly and unhappily put everything back in order in the machine. In human language, you’ll finally sleep at ease.

 

Then, you’ll wake up the next morning and utter:  

‘Dear me, what a peculiar DREAM I had! Would you like to hear it out?’