This is what I dreamt:
My wife and I were going somewhere with a manually driven vehicle. A girl accompanied us. For
some reason this girl was very important. People were chasing us to snatch her. At last I had a tough time to guard her so handed her over to colleague of mine called Isa Khan. I told him to take her to a certain destination.Later I also reached that destination alone.
It was a building related to Islamic practice but not an mosque or Madrasa. I don’t know what the building is about but I know it has a sheer importance.
I started to get in the building to go upstairs to second or third floor. It was very hard to climb the stairs as those were very steep. At last I climbed up to the floor. It was a large hall. Many Islamic Clerics were moving around. When I turned to my left in the south side I saw a white bed. I clearly saw Adnan’s Grandfather (Maulana M A Mannan) was sitting beside him was sat his most beloved grandson. As I perceived Adnan was 8 years or so old there.
Adnan’s grandfather died on 6th February, 2006.
