In the dream,I woke up in a rather old and slightly damp room. I was naked and found myself lying in a bed wrapped in a blanket. I noticed many women outside. I knew this is some sort of Indian brothel. I quickly remembered it's my sister's wedding. The next thing I remember I was at home. There was no one there. I felt tensed. I was getting too late for the occasion. I was wearing a white sherwani- a special South Asian dress that men wear in weddings. Since I was the brother of the bride I must wear this like my father and other close male relatives of the family. I reached my hand to the pocket to grab my phone thinking they must be worried sick I wasn't there yet. My heart sank when I found no phone there. I must have left it at the brothel. Next I found myself in the same damp room in the brothel looking for my phone. Then I was at the mall where the wedding party was being held. It was at the top floor. I took my phone in my hand only to see 30 missed calls from mother. She must be angry I thought. I was quite sad for some reason and felt no interest in joining the wedding thinking I won't be missed anyway. I walking around the ground floor of the mall rather aimlessly watching other people as they were strolling around in groups happily, when I saw the girl in the pink hoodie walking down the central escalator. She stopped when I stared at her. I couldn't look at face since it was covered by the hoodie. But I felt her cold dead stare making me uncomfortable.I felt a cold shiver going down my spine and then I suddenly woke up.