Robin Goodfellow; a dream "past the wit of a man".
Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell:
It fell upon a little western flower,
Before, milk-white, now purple with love's wound,
And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Mum:: It’s time.
Me:: I can’t go through this.
Mum:: What do you mean? You’re already engaged to him, and you can’t possibly bail out in the last minute.
Me :: I just can’t.
Mum :: I don’t understand.
Me :: I’m waiting for someone …
Mum :: LoL~ He’s out there already.
Me :: Not him. Someone else…
Mum :: You can’t be serious… Who is he?
Me :: I don’t know…
Mum :: When will he come?
Me :: I don’t know…
Mum :: Then why are you so sure he’ll come?
Me :: I just know…
Mum :: What if he never comes?
Me :: He will…
Mum :: Be sensible. He might not come at all.
Me :: He will…
Mum :: Why do you think so?
Me :: I know so…
Mum :: What if you wait for him but he never comes? You will regret it.
Me :: Mum, he will come … even if it means I’ll have to wait at the gates of the other world … eventually … he will …
And I woke up.
With eyes half opened, hands scrambling for the spectacles in the pitch darkness, couldn’t find it, muttered garbled nonsense, grabbed the cell, fumbled with it, squinted, saw it was nearly 4am, continued the senseless nonsense and crept back to sleep seconds later. :P
First thing in the morning, I related the dream to my sis, minus out a bulk of the conversation summing that I was firm with mum on the waiting part. Ironically, sis had a similar dream. Difference was, she married the person.
Sis :: You’re such a liar! You’re not waiting for anyone!
Or am I?
Fast forward. My friend said that I’d fallen sick ‘cos I’ve been neglecting my health due to work…
Surely when one is committed to something, one will do its best at it even at the expense of one’s own health … is it not?
In an attempt to deviate from the aforesaid contents, *coughs* it had been almost a month since my body clock automatically wakes itself up at precisely 2am. I have not programmed myself to do so. No matter how early or late I retire to bed, I will wake up at 2am on the dot.
So I concocted this conclusion after contemplating on it …
"How many more nights till you realize that God is giving you the chance to do the voluntary night prayers you had wanted to do so badly? Get on with it already!"
Note :: Some of the context posted are massively layered with obscured meanings. *coughs* Although the head is still spinning a little with mild coughs breaking out once or twice, Alhamdulillah, I am well again. Thanks. :)
Puck.
3.47pm Malaysian Time
10 comments:
Intersting!
Take care of yourself girl.
I'm not familiar with you're current romantic situation Hajar. But, if you are engaged happily, it sounds like jinn might be in your room. AstagfiruAllah. And if you're not, Allah is telling you the perfect dream husband is out there, and to trust your instincts and not mom's. Love you!
Assalamualaikum Hajar.
I think the dream is telling you something like soon someone will be coming to seek for your hands, hehehe. And waking up at 2am is just like my husband. Take the opportunity to do some nafl prayers and read the Qur'an then back sleeping and wake up before Subuh.
Take good care of yourself too sis.
Mistika :: Kind' a. LoL~ Btw, welcome to the blog!
Yoli :: Insha'Allah. :)
Lisa :: Eep! Lisa, I'm not having any romantic situations! Honest! I'm far from being engaged. Those were the little bits that I recollected from a dream. I hardly dream stuff, so when I do, I have a tendency to remember most of it. I think I've been reading too many sister blogs ... they've been writing an awful lot about marriage, husbands & stuff so I guess it got infused in my dream. :) I'll take your advice on that. ^^ Love you sis!
Kakchik :: Wa'alaikumussalam. Eek? Nah nah nah ... I'm too young for that. :P Insha'Allah, I'll try and do those. Been trying to steal some time for that, Alhamdulillah, I've been given the chance to do so. Thanks a lot sis, please take good care of yourself too. ^
I wish you the best of Allah's gifts. I believe you are right to "wait" if that is what your heart is telling you. It's better to be single than unhappily married. I was unhappily married once, then I waited so long and turned down so many offers that all my friends thought something was wrong with me...alhamdulillah, I'm glad I waited because marriage is never easy. No one is perfect, but it's easier to overlook your spouse's flaws when you really love him and have a lot of things in common with him.
The heart isn't disclosing much these days. And marriage is really something that I don't think of. *Is that supposed to be a bad thing?* You wrote a post on that sometime ago, and I'm glad that things are working out really well for you. ^^ Well, if it happens, I shall remember this. :) For now, may Allah S.W.T bestow upon you the best of joys here & there.
:) interesting collage of reality and obscurity.
Hajar,
I know what you mean about hardly dreaming stuff. Who has the time to go into a deep REM sleep these days? That is so funny, almost like my blog and others caused this. I love it! Love you!
Mystic Saint :: Someone detects the obscure elements ... Welcome to the blog. :)
Lisa :: The lucid dreams and the thrill of being in a hypnagogic stage are happening quite often these days. I presume, I have time? LoL~
Speaking of blogs ... latest entry is a product of yours and a few others. :P Lots of love sis! ^^
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