I had to believe my dream because my heart believed it strongly. Oh my Heart..!! Stupid Heart!! I have always listened to it. Later one day, I realized how stupid I should have been to spoil a Wonderful heartfelt relationship over a stupid crazy dream. I called him for apologizing. He did not respond. I asked my dad to take me there to meet him.

I went into his room and closed the door. I called him, "Prajid..."

He said, "No... Please don't. Just go away. Don't talk."

I said, "I'm sorry. I am truly sorry. I'm such a stupid. I made a big mistake. Please forgive me. I want to come back to you."

He had been crying as I talked. He turned towards me and he said in a low voice, "Come," with his hands wide open. I ran and hugged him so tight. I did not want to be away from him, not even for a minute. He hugged me back and kissed me all over. I felt so calm and relaxed. The big fight is finally over. The storm has passed. The mind was as clear as a bright blue sky. I felt as if I had reached my destination safely.

We soon got married and lived the life we had always hoped for and dreamt of. It was really him in the dream. He was right again. For the first time, my heart was wrong. One night, I woke up to find him sleeping near me, just like a small baby, just like how he was sleeping on my lap the whole night. I smiled and kissed on his forehead and said, "I love you now and forever."