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I am married but yesterday I dreamt that a young handsome guy who happens to to a Muslim saint came to my Parent's house.I was also present thereMe and my mother welcomed him. I qwas chatting withe the guy.My mother suddenly broke out my marriage proposal to him.She said that she would be happy if he marries me.I was shocked.We r Hindus. In reality we know the Muslim family very well. Although the guy belongs to the well to do family but the religion is totally different and it shocked me because in India Religion does matter specially in the field of marriage.And the guy accepted the proposal although I said that I am not yet ready for it.He asked me thereason but I kept quite.But surely a sense of joy ran through my veins.I realised a sense of comfort & security. When I woke up today morning I was feeling much refreshed like never before.

I was living in a trailer, or mobile home as my Mom called them, and had spent the day sanding the finished drywall of a house, and came home. Mom said I needed to park my car between Honeoye and West Bloomfield and walk to Canada to sell Salsa. And, there I was, covered in caked drywall dust walking to Canada. I walked through the night and by 10:00am or so, the next day, I was in Canada, famished, and came upon a diner that had a Community bathroom/shower area. I was eager to rinse the drywall dust off. This gorgeous girl was standing in line behind me, waiting for the shower. She was talking about weed legalization in Canada and how the "weeders" and "puritans" were in conflict over the whole thing. I, however, couldn't concern myself with this, because I had Salsa to sell.

It was summer and I was at my aunt’s house in Miami, Florida. I was standing behind the baseball batting cage watching my teammates practice hitting baseballs. After two or three hitters, it was my turn. I remember walking up to the plate and shaking very nervously. My teammates were heckling at me. They were yelling statements which would be considered as negative and in a put down type fashion. I stood there by home plate waiting for the pitcher to throw me the ball. As the pitcher finally throws me the ball, I remember closing my eyes and swing the bat. I feel the bat making contact, and just as it does I open my eyes and see the ball out by the warning tracks and over the homerun wall. My teammates stop their heckling and I continue to complete my turn at batting practice. The next thing I remember is that I am at the gym at Wilfrid Laurier University running on one of the treadmills. I remember listening to mm iPod as I am running. I remember a sudden soft tap on my right shoulder as I am running; I look back and notice it is a female which I do not recognize. However, it seems as though she knows who I am as she is standing the smiling at me. I stop running and take the headphones out of my ear and ask if I can help her. I am then using the free weights at the gym. I am standing in front of the mirror and doing arm curls as I notice the same girl standing behind me. I remember turning around and all of a sudden the room went dark. I turn around to look at the mirror again and I am now skipping rope. I remember leaving the gym and returning to my apartment. I open my door to my apartment and proceeded to the kitchen, specifically the fridge. As I open the fridge door and have my head inside the fridge I hear a voice calling my name and welcoming me home from Spring Training. I turn around and it is the same female from the gym. Only this time I recognize her as I hug and kiss her and greet her by her name. I then find myself on the players bench at the hockey game all dressed up in hockey equipment. I am a player for the team and playing in front of a large crowded. I feel a tap on my shoulder pads, I look back and it is my coach from when I was a little kid. I hop on the ice. I then find myself on the bench again, this time looking into the crowd. I notice the female from the gym and my apartment sitting in the crowd (I presume she is my girlfriend ). I then notice she is with another man, who she starts to kiss. I leave the hockey rink and I drive back to my apartment. When I open the door to my apartment, the interior has become the Wilfrid Laurier University gym. I walk up to the treadmill and start running. I stop running and head towards the change room, as I open the door I find myself standing alone in the outfield of the baseball diamond; it is dark and only one flood light shine above me.

I am married but yesterday I dreamt that a young handsome guy who happens to to a Muslim saint came to my Parent's house.I was also present thereMe and my mother welcomed him. I qwas chatting withe the guy.My mother suddenly broke out my marriage proposal to him.She said that she would be happy if he marries me.I was shocked.We r Hindus. In reality we know the Muslim family very well. Although the guy belongs to the well to do family but the religion is totally different and it shocked me because in India Religion does matter specially in the field of marriage.And the guy accepted the proposal although I said that I am not yet ready for it.He asked me thereason but I kept quite.But surely a sense of joy ran through my veins.I realied a sense of comfort & security. When I okw up today morning I was felling much refreshed like never before.

I was walking in a grassy field, following a woman who I've never seen. All of a sudden we both stopped and I said that I never walked this far out into the field before. She turned to me and said she hadn't either. I walked up to her and saw her clothes were very odd, sort of 70's but maybe older. I asked what year it was, and she told me it was the fifth year. I asked her to stop joking and she said we had to leave. I told her I didn't want to leave, that I liked her, she said she didn't want to leave either and hugged me. We cried and I woke up.

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