When I opened my eyes, I found
myself lying on some piece of wood with white clothes covered all around me. I
was kind of uncomfortable because in my whole life I always used branded clothes
and there was no brand tag mentioned on that white cloth. I was surprised to see
all my family members and friends around me. Some were weeping some were
gossiping and others were there with no emotions at all. I was asking each of
them why you are weeping but no one replied me. Suddenly I saw my mother
somewhere who was weeping desperately and calling my name again and again. At
that moment I realized that I AM DEAD!
Now I was getting afraid as I was not ready to be buried alone in piece of
grave. I started weeping and asked my elder son not to bury me but he didn’t
listen. I was running here and there madly to realize people what I have done
for you in my life so for the sake of those efforts, don’t bury me but no one
was ready to pay attention.
I sit down in the corner of my house, trembling with fear. In a short time, they
have gathered around my body and lifted me on their shoulders. I was crying
weeping and asking each of them to put me down as I was not ready to go. I
didn’t want them to put me in grave where no one can hear my screams.
Imagination of being alone forever in deep down earth with complete black out
was making me shivering with terror and then the final moment came. They picked
me up and start moving towards graveyard. I followed them unwillingly and
finally we reached at my final destination. They buried me there and start
walking towards their houses. I never stopped calling them from back, I begged
them to take me with them, to my home, to my family where I belong but no one
bothered to turn back for me.
Finally, the moment came when I have to go inside the deep down grave. I wanted
to cry louder and louder but the terror of silence and blackout of grave didn’t
allow me to do so.
I start weeping silently by remembering how miserable, sinful & thankless my
life was. My money, status, competencies, talent, relations, nothing was there
to protect me from going in grave. I remembered how much I love my rest over
namaz of fajar. I didn’t even care that at that moment of peace and silent when
Allah used to call me towards success then I always preferred to sleep.
When I was thinking about my pissed off life then suddenly heard a terrified
voice of a wolf whose height was touching the sky and whose front teeth were
touching the earth. That thing was coming towards me. I forgot to breathe. I
never got so much afraid in my whole life. I was lying helpful and my whole body
was trembling with the terror of horror sound of that wolf. I start screaming
with full force and shouting Allah because in deep down I knew that there is
only one power which can save me even at that situation. The Wolf was roaring
and coming towards me and I shouted louder and louder and asked mercy from
Allah. I never desired any thing so desperate in my life which I desired at that
time and that was a “2nd chance” and at that time I heard sound of fajar Azan.
It was an eye opening dream. I started weeping and thank Allah for giving me
another chance of getting close to him and I promise that I will not waste this
opportunity …….