Naam Warrior was now on a giant black cloud.  In front of his face, there stood a man with a bulky black armor and red bandana across his forehead.  He had a large red beard and long red hair.  They both drew out their swords and fought furiously.  It was Naam vs. Krodh and there was no match because Naam won almost instantly.  An amazing thing happened, as the Naam Khanda struck Krodh, its red beard and hair became silky black and on its head appeared a white glowing dastaar.  Naam renamed Krodh - Khush Singh. The skies were blue again

Pink Elephant Warrior found herself in a jungle with only red fruits.  But she was ready with her rabab.  Out of nowhere appeared the most beautiful human being ever seen.  But, in the blink of an eye, it turned into a lizard like creature.  Pink Elephant Warrior sang a melodious shabad with her rabab and out of the blue, came a *pink elephant* soaked happy with Simran.  PE Warrior jumped on its back.  Kaam, as hard as she struck with her spear, could not pierce the elephant's skin.  PE Warrior now played Dayhe Shiva and Kaam started to turn into a regular woman with her head covered.  The jungle was now beautiful with many colors. 

Warrior of Night found himself in a yellow forest.  A quick look at his surroundings and he saw Hunkar.  It seemed like a big two legged yellow frog with a pot belly.  It hissed and it crocked louder than thunder.  But the Warrior or Night was prepared.  One shot from his black bow and a golden arrow, and he knocked off hunkar's pole weapon along with his arm!  Hunkar turned into the most beautiful tree with yellow flowers.  The forest was beautiful again. 

The Warrior of Day was no less powerful.  She possessed great purity.  But Moh landed and hugged her in the most suffocating embrace, then jumped back into the trees.  He was invisible, other than one pair of boots.  Warrior of Day , with her golden bow and black arrows, shot Moh in the leg.  To do this she had to focus her purity in her eyes and sense where he was.  Moh turned into a bright blue jewel.  When you looked into it you could see through to the purity there.  The lake was clear again. 

Well, this is the time I leave you stranded in the Ocean of Mysteries ...... Ocean of Mysteries..... Ocean of Mysteries.....

"WAKE UP!!!!"

I woke up with a start.  My holier-than-thou-by-at-least-2-camp-attendences sister was shaking me.  "My car ... Yoda Singh ...” I wish I hadn't mumbled that because she teased me about this for 84 re-incarnations (and counting).

"Bro, you *are* losing it.*  Your* car... what are talking about?"

"Wasn't Yoda Singh in the car I was driving to a smagam?" 

There was a second momentary silence before my sis exploded with belly laughter.  After several painful bellies she said, "Bro, you were dreaming.  You dozed right after reading that story by the TruthLover."

Needless to say, I was red from top of my nose to the bottom of my navel. ... How embarrassing! Here I had been so worried about my auntie falling asleep behind the wheel, and so sure of my ability to keep others awake who were driving and the whole time I had been sleeping myself while dreaming I was driving .AaaaahhHHHhhh _ but wait a minute where were all these wahegurus coming from? I looked around. The car was pulled up against the curb the engine was off and the door was opened. My auntie didn’t even have a CD player in her car and the tape player had an ejected cassette popped out in its slot. I pinched my self hard OWWWW that hurt! So I wasn't still asleep, but I could still hear the waheguru waheguru that had been playing on the CD in my dream cruiser. "Auntie Jee," I pulled at her sleeve... "Where are the waheguru waheguru coming from?" I asked bewildered.