i had the most weird dream last night.
i dreamt that my little brother was possessed by some unnatural forces, in an unknown place.
and we were all trying to save him.
i was running after him and crying for him. my little brother was just looking weak and pale.
all that i remember from this dream was how much we were reciting La Ilaaha IllAllah.
i was cradling him and caressing his forehead and just reciting that all the way.

i do not want to think so much about the dream. i am just guessing this is the way the inner me is reminding me.