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A scary dream...

It's my marriage... Can anything be funnier... but no it's kind of ugly..and pathetic.
I hardly know the people... I am meeting the people for the first time, just before the marriage and that is kind of unsettling...
I mean.. I would want to know a lot about people I am going to become a part of...
and such dark thoughts make me squirm...
and then it's 25th Nov... I am so drunk that I can't stand straight...
That was the only day, when I bunked office... Dad had called and it was close to noon... and I somehow answered and then he put the phone into the hands of my cousin... she was the one getting married... and I dunno why.. but I asked her ... why are you getting married... and well, isn't that silly...
I would never have been able to answer that one... Even when I am married... or dying..
and she in her picture perfect, angelic voice said, "because everybody does and I think I kind of like him."
I know it ain't good enuf reason.. but yet.. she is happy...and I am not...

and this ain't no dream, it is a "black" reality.

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