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Re wedding

Another dream. This time a wedding or should I say re-wedding to someone not known. 
Place has got some ancient practices in rooms for the brude's prep. Bride is me. Unsure what is going on. A simple thing like having a bath is some long complicated procedure.
A part of family , dad, Deep, Kev and Nav present. Omlette has an appearance towards the end and he's on his cell asking for another chance. I think he was talking to mom and she was telling him it was too late.

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VNP said…
Oh man! And I am thinking my memory is still so fresh of wishing the couple on stage and even (shamelessly) kissing his bride as part of that wish. It seems times are changing faster than thoughts.

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