I dreamt that enlightenment became all the rage. Everyone wanted it, and now. Ads like “Why wait for enlightenment?” sprung up everywhere. And so did drugs to get one there as soon as possible. One of the most famous was Meditol. The name of the drug was still with me when I woke up. All one needed to do was to take a pill in place of the morning and evening meditation, and the magical drug would do the rest. It was a matter of days or weeks, Meditol ads claimed. The only other thing I remember from my dream is that I was very much annoyed with the new craze. More, I was really exasperated. But no-one would listen to me when I argued over and over again that enlightenment cannot possibly be reached by means of drugs. Everyone I talked to took me for an old curmudgeon who missed the point of the whole thing.