Sleeping & dreaming under the clouds

Last night I dreamt that this friend (who broke invisible barrier of arranged marriage and met a guy) got married. And she was telling me how it was not such a bad idea at all.

Yes, I guess the subconscious mind plays up to reinforce what the conscious fails to do with many attempts. The mind in general (sub or not) keeps at it. And I am happy as a result. Somewhere, I see this as a report card of my own efforts to convince myself to get onto a parents induced date.

And of course, one's own track record in love hasn't been satisfactory in any case (if it were the standard Indian school report card, there would be red lines all over).

And then, this voice comes from the back somewhere, if one does not marry for love, then what does one marry for?

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I sit in front of this large windows and see the clouds that I will fly over in approximately ten hours from now.

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Last night, walking down the road, ice cream in hand, I saw a little girl of no more than 4 years of age sleeping in a corner. She was chubby, dark, had short cropped hair. Her eyes were shut tight. Her breathing rhythmic. She was all alone. There was no one else around for two meters in any direction. She was in deep sleep.

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I guess, you just need to accept what is fated for you. When it has always stood there standing at you in your face. Accept it. Trust it.