Leela's Dream(s)

Leela was sitting in the tiny, cramped room at the men's hostel at the university. Leela was a cat when it came to smells. When she sat next to her boyfriend that day, she smelled a different smell on him. Her father couldn't smell at all. He apparently lost it in his childhood.
They were there that night in the hostel room to discuss a short film her friend Niyaz was going to make. Leela sat next to Poojith.He had his hand over her lap to show everyone that Leela was his. He had cheated on her just a couple of days ago. Leela was unaware of it, or Poojith hoped so.
That night, Niyaz asked them each to narrate a dream.It was an acting exercise. Leela tried hard to think of a worthy dream. What was her dead mother’s dreams? She passed away when Leela turned 10.
Leela’s dream
Leela was listening to her Math teacher, Miss Sandra, in class. She was seated in the fourth row bench. It was the second period of the day, and she was trying hard to concentrate on the blackboard through the black patch attached to her glasses. She had astigmatism, and this was the strange the doctor suggested for it.
As she sat there trying to read the sum on the blackboard, suddenly, wings sprouted from her shoulders. It looked like a crude extension of her white shirt, but somehow she felt it shared the same fabric as her black eye patch. And then she just flew up straight vertically, like the rocket on the cover of her science textbook. Spirit, angel or maybe goddess, her classmates thought. She could read their thoughts so well at that moment. She was beaming and she floated there in the air.
Father’s dream
He was flying through the beachside looking at the horizon. Suddenly, as he looked away from the sea and the sky, which was exceptionally beautiful that day,he spotted a flying horse opposite him. Sukumaran didn’t know how to stop flying, but the horse stopped gracefully just an inch away from him and smiled at him. The horse then smiled, showing all his teeth. When he looked up again, the horse was gone. He looked down onto the beach. His wife was floating above the sea. Leela was trying to follow her. He had to look away. He didn’t want to be affected by that sight, but it was unbearably sad. He tried to fly in the direction of his Sarasu, but he could only fly in a straight line, right ahead.
Leela’s mother’s dream
Saraswathi was running with her bag in a sea green saree. She was now running through a lane with red mud walls and moss.She looked back. She saw the open bottom frames of her house's back door. When she turned again, she was on a beach. She saw Sukumaran waiting there at the other end of the beach. Sea water became anklets, an unfamiliar sensation. She reached him and they ran together, hands clasped, towards the lighthouse. Suddenly, she was feeling tired. She had been running for too long; she collapsed on the beach. A baby lay next to her. She looked like she had emerged from the sea.