"Ma, my skin itches from the inside."
"Why beta?"
"I can feel myself wanting to tear out of it."
"Where do you want to be if not in your own skin silly boy?"
"Nowhere special. Over there. Where I can see myself from the outside."
"Well if that's what you want, you should just look at yourself in a mirror."
"But it's not the same. I'll know I'm being watched."
"And what makes you think this is a good idea?"
"Well I keep trying to do it all the time anyway."
"Really? And how's that?"
"Why just yesterday I was looking at myself from that time I went to Appu Ghar on that big wala jhoola and I screamed and Laxmi Aunty got scared."
":) Those are called memories Chiragh, you see things that already happened."
"Acha? How about when I saw myself all big like Akshay Kumar jumping from the mountain to catch my Thumbs Up? When did that happen? Where were you when that happened?"
"Those are called dreams. They didn't happen yet. They might happen in the future."
"What do you mean might happen?"
"You can't be sure that they will happen."
"But why? I saw it happen."
"That I don't know. But enough of this. Tell me what you would like to eat next time."
"I don't know. I haven't seen it happen yet."
"Chiragh... beta, what's wrong?"
"I told you already. I want to watch myself all the time. Like the memories and dreams you told me about. This skin is itchy."
"Mrs. Varma, I'm sorry, but visiting hours are over."