Are you able to remember dreams? What was your most memorable, favourite, scariest, or meaningful dream?
I’ll start with a nightmare that I have never been able to forget.
I have always been scared of spiders and graveyards (particularly at night time because I felt like that’s when the dead wake up and watch you and you better not step on a grave or the jinn of qabristaan might possess you). That said, I love horror stories; growing up, I used to read a lot of scary novels. One night I dreamed that I was in the old portion of our house in Pakistan. We always kept that area dark, so naturally, there were lots of spiders there. We would open the rooms for seasonal cleaning/dusting and I remember occasionally stepping inside to grab something as quickly as possible and making a run for the door without looking at the ceiling.
In my dream, it was a dark dark night and I was asleep in my room when suddenly I felt another presence outside the window of my room. I stared at “it” for some time, but couldn’t make out a silhouette in the dark. So I decided to face my fears and go out to make sure no one was there. As I stepped out, I was suddenly in front of the room that’s always locked, but the lock was shaking as if someone inside the room is trying to get out. And then the lock clicked open. I froze with fear and wanted to scream but no sound came out. Then as if drawn by an invisible pull, I found myself opening the lock and stepping inside. There was a laal-tain (lantern) in one corner that lit up on its own. I jumped back and my hands grazed the spider web. A very golden and dead up-side down hanging spider came to life and crawled up my arm. This time I screamed at the top of my lungs and ran for the door. But what do you know! An invisible force shut the door with a loud bang just as I approached. And there it was, behind me, the witch I had been reading about. Your standard ultay paon wali churail with hair touching the ground and teeth dripping with blood, a khanjar (knife) in one hand, and the fugliest laughter you’ll ever hear.
I remember waking up and feeling like I was dead, unable to move, blink, or cry.
When i was pregnant with my son (it was very very early in my pregnancy), i dreamt of my grandfather. He passed away in 2006…never dreamt of him ever before or after that one time. He was visiting me and telling my parents and husband how well i’d handled my household…and how proud of me he was. He handed me a blue bundle at that point and said this is your son, i want u to name him Arham. I wasn’t able to name my son that…but iA if i have another son, that would be my choice to name him.
I woke up crying and then when i found out i was having a boy at the 20 week scan i started sobbing cos all i could think of was my grandfather. He was an amazing man, a symbol of strength in his entire village…for all his family. He was a great man…miss him tons. Seeing my son growing up makes me wish he was here to see him.
without going in specifics, i and a dream that a friend of mine and I were in trouble, and then i woke up, had a bad fever, a few days later I found out my friend died the night I had the nightmare.
when I am under stress, I get this dream that I am in college and missed some damn class all semester and need to take the exam, … must pass it..it keeps getting more and more complicated like not only do i not know the stuff, i dont even know when the exam is, and since i did not show up I will flunk anyways..its a very taxing dream, and then I wake up…takes me a couple minutes to realize i graduated years ago and all…that day I go to work very happy.
there is a dream where I go to this fictional place…it happens very rarely, but halfway through the dream I realize its not real, I remember details from previous dreams..paths, passages..essentially roman/greek ruins on top of a mountain overlooking the ocean, with a huge structure of interconnected multilevel buildings which I am exploring, and sometimes being followed..this alleged place is a few hours inland from Philadelphia…how the hell is that even possible…that is another one that now when I have it, i sit up and try to remember the details and wonder what the hell is my mind thinking off.
oh and an old fav that has not been back in many years but i am being chased and running…I keep discovering super powers as I am escaping but i dont have time to look back and see if what is chasing me can be defeated.. I know they can fly…I can’t, i can run real fast, jump huge distances, and take sharp turns up and down stairs, in bazaars etc etc to get away… always avoiding open areas because I feel that the person/thing chasing me is faster but less agile..as the dream progress, my initial fear is gone…and I know I can’t be hurt but as long as I keep running etc.. i wake up refreshed from it…its been a number of years since i had it though
Oh I got the exam dream too every once in a while and it’s always a math exam where I haven’t done any prep and there is a lot of tough course to be covered and there is barely any time.
Once I dreamt I was gone for umrah and find myself very close to the kaaba, praying in front of it and finding myself so close to it and kissing the walls. Can anyone give me any idea what it may mean?
Death dreams that are scarily accurate give me a scare. Especially those where you see the person is restless and not at peace. Or they are trying to communicate with you but you don’t understand what they mean.
May those passed away before us rest in peace, and may we be reunited with our loved ones one day.
Why do people say not to share dreams? I have no idea. Dreams can be insightful and accurate at times, but if you analyze something incorrectly and rely too much on an expected outcome which doesn’t come true, that can be dangerous and misleading? Not sure.
I think the most meaningful dream that I still remember was during a time in my life when I was going through some turbulence. Something that I thought was meant for me did not happen, and I started to question the direction my life was headed. I didn’t know at the time how to do Istakhara properly, and I wasn’t intending it either. I prayed Isha as I normally would and went to sleep. In my dream, I saw that I was somewhere near still water. Everything was really calm and peaceful. I felt content, as I breathed in the fresh air and thought to myself, here I am and the possibilities are endless. Next, I was on top of a ladder and the ladder steps started breaking one by one starting at the bottom, but instead of panicking, I just climbed up a few steps and stepped on the nearby house’s rooftop. I don’t remember the rest of the dream but I still remember how I felt in the dream. I woke up happy, knowing that things would be okay.
I usually get them before an important interview or business meeting. I take it as nothing more than a sign of stress.