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The little black ants were moving up and down a sloping straw, which was placed in a cream colored background. The brownish straw was excessively long, in my estimation. Still anything can happen in a dream.

These little critters were baptized as Karutha Chonan by the people where I come from. The name is confusing, as it means the Black Red One. I had once pondered on how this name came about, and devised a solution. There was a class of little red and black and ants which were called Chonans(Red Ones). The little black ants probably were discovered later and christened as they resembled their red and black cousins.

The Karutha Chonans were nimbler than the regularChonans, and these guys didn't bite or sting. Harmless ants, I should say. I, however, had no idea what they were doing, moving up and down a straw in my dream. Even more weird, why am I still remembering all this!

Suddenly the camera zoomed out and I saw the familiar face of my old friend Moby looking at the ants and smiling like a sage. He had a little straw in his hand, and was playing with the ants.

A pair of big, bad guard ants came along the way to check out this rebel straw which was messing around with their big straw. Moby didn't seem to mind them. My focus shifted down the straw to something which was causing the straw to bend, a bit down the straw.

A huge black and white ant queen was being lugged towards the top of the straw by the worker ants. It was quite an awesome sight. Pffft..


The dream went blank here. Any idea what this mean?