1.

A secret society of the upper ranks wanted to steal my iPhone to steal it's software. In the dream, I told my dad and my whole family and asked them to call the police but they said it was just better to give it to them. The crooks came to my grandfather's old house disguised as IKEA movers and my aunt served them food. I thought of putting laxatives inside it but my aunt had none. I kept wanting to escape but it all failed: hiding in a big luggage bag but it somehow became unzipped. Attempting to escape through the window but my cousin talked me out of it. Somehow everyone was against me and I absolutely refused to hand over my iPhone. I kept repeating: "I BOUGHT IT WITH MY OWN MONEY! COSTS $548!!! NO WAY"

In the midst of it all, I remembered thinking "This is just a dream, I can make things go my way." but the pull of the dream was so strong I was sucked back into it's perennial reality. I woke up SO ABSOLUTELY frustrated that no one would help me, not even the police, that I was crying in my mother's arms when she woke me up for Subuh prayers. She asked me, "Why? What happened? What nightmare did you dream of?" I told her. She laughed. I laughed. Outside I could hear my father grumbling. The effect of the noise I made in the wee hours really rippled through the house. After prayers I went to him and told him. After a few laughs, he told me, "This means that you can't rely on anyone but yourself to solve your own problems." I reflected on that. Truly, we can't rely on anyone but ourselves and God to solve our own problems. Other people can only assist. And in the dream, I didn't ask for God's help. I didn't even think of asking God for help.

Do you know how easy it is for Man to forget? The littlest things, like where we put our keys, to major things like dates for someone's birthday, anniversary...so on. I guess it's not surprising that Man's flaw extends to the ability (or disability more like) to forget God. And thus, the mandatory prayer, 5 times a day. But outside of those prayer times, I still need to remember that we can just tell our problems and frustrations to Him just like that and he will Hear. God-willing He will.

2.

Someone died and left me a file of unsent letters. I couldn't even see the person's face because it was wrapped in cloth. I remember thinking that I failed, failed, failed and that the loss was for eternity.

Waking up, I thought: This is what I am scared of. Everything else doesn't matter. I just pray for the safety of all I love. In this world and the next.

3.

A big debate. Even though I was in the room, somehow I was just looking. It's not that my presence was not acknowledged but it was just as if someone was doing the talking for me and I was just looking out of helplessness. I only saw who this person was talking to but not that person him/herself. And that someone got angry. The tone was scary. I just wanted to cry right there and then.

"Do you wish to know?"

"Yes I wish to know? But I will never accept."

I woke up with a heavy heart.