OK, so first of all, I’m not sure if this is the right place for this topic…So mods, you can move it to where ever you think it actually belongs…I didn’t want to open it in All Views because so many times, topics there are not taken seriously ( no offense to anyone)…
Arrite, so here is what I gotta say!
A son of our very close family friends back in Pakistan passed away about 2 1/2 years ago in a bike accident…It was very tragic for many reasons…He was young (not more than 27), had just got nikahed (couldn’t think of any better word), the youngest of 6 siblings and a very charming person. Weird thing that happened was that in January 2007, he had a bike accident and got his one arm and one leg fractured..Ammi called and asked him YEH KAISE HUA to which he replied JEE BAS S BAJI HONE WALI BAAT THEE LEKIN AB MAIN KAFI BEHTER HUN…And then in May 2007, I called my nanno on a weekend night and she told me that Ali Bhai is no more. Trust me, I cannot describe my disbelief in words..He had another accident 3 days prior and couldn’t survive head injuries he incurred; doctors put him on ventilator for 2 days but then lost all hope, declared him brain dead and took him off the ventilator. Our hearts still weep when we remember him…(I had to provide you all with a bit of background of what’s bothering me)
So, about 5-6 weeks ago, I saw Ali Bhai in my dream..I saw his father and he are visiting us…I saw that his dad, whose health is affected immensely because of the loss of his youngest son, looks all healthy and lively and so does Ali Bhai…I ask Ali bhai about his health after his accident and he says that he’s doing very well, shows me his thumb nail and tells me that only this was injured in the accident…And then I wake up…The dream felt so real that it frightened me a little. I, then, prayed for his soul until drifted back to sleep…
A couple of days ago, I had a dream of his again. This time, I saw that he’s standing behind my home’s front door and when I open the door, unaware of his presence right behind the door, it bangs on his head REAL hard making him bleeding profusely…And, then I wake up…
I’m not looking for any meaning of the dream but It’s just bothering me a lot that why I’m seeing him NOW after almost 3 years of his death and why my dreams are always related to his accident…
Any thoughts?
P.S. I know it’s a long entry; actually the longest I’ve ever written but I just had to share it with someone…