A Premonition

Salam Nick, Edi, and fellow Uglies. My name is Souhaib Borja. I'm Moroccan Canadian dual-citizen of both great nations.

As a Muslim I definitely believe in the paranormal and supernatural. I'm a firm believer in God, Angels and Guardian Angels, Jinns, Satan, Evil Eye, Paradise and Hell, Resurrection and Judgement Day, Predestination and Free Will, as well as dreams and premonitions.

Speaking of which I had this strange dream. Hopefully it's not a premonition.

I have had several dreams before that have come to be. I dreamt about Obama becoming President a year before he announced he was running. I dreamt about driverless cars well before Google started developing their cars. I dreamt about earpods a long time before AirPods were released. Also several personal events I would rather keep to myself I dreamt of them before they happened.

That's why I'm scared.

I hope that what I'm about to describe is not a premonition. There's something I'd like to mention before I narrate my dream. I ran away from home last summer. In July I believe. Partially because of marijuana. But there's much more to the discord between me and my parents specifically my father. That's why my dream was strange right from the get go.

I was in the family van with my whole family minus my eldest brother Yunus who is married and moved out with a son Owais and daughter Aneesah. My dad Saïd aka Abu Yunus (Father of Yunus) was driving. My mom Carolynn Keeling aka Amatullah (Female Worshipper of Allah) or Umm Yunus (Mother of Yunus) was sitting gunshot. I don't remember where I and my two other brothers who are both younger than me were sitting. I don't remember how long we were driving before my second to youngest brother Zayd out of the blue leaned forward so that he was in front of my parents facing my father and pulled out a gun and shot him.

In cold blood.

In the chest.

As you can imagine everybody else freaked out. Not only had out own brother shot our father but he is the one driving. Keep in mind my father and I aren't on good terms so when I was screaming Baba in anguish I couldn't help but wonder if I was doing so from the heart or just because it is what I thought was expected of someone in my situation would do. This is not something I'm proud of and haunts me to this day. But as much as I resented the man I had to hand it to him. He managed to maintain control of the vehicle pulling over to the side of what I now realized is a highway. He then got out of the van and lay down. We all gathered around him as traffic continued to speed along the highway beside us.

At this moment I didn't know where Zayd was. I figured we knew who did it so it didn't matter what he did or where he went the police would find him. I also didn't know how my youngest brother Ayoub was taking what just happened. I didn't even know how I was. I didn't know so much at this point in time. I didn't know whether my dad would live or succumb to his gun wound. I didn't in know which of the two I wanted. I didn't know how life would be in either situations. I didn't know how I would feel about either cases. I hated not knowing and uncertainty.

That's when I woke up.


I immediately sought refuge in Allah from the accursed Satan, spat to my left three times and changed sleeping position as Prophet Muhammad peace and blessings be upon him ordered to do when you have a bad or scary dream. Prophet Muhammad peace and blessings be upon him taught us that dreams are of three types: good news from Allah, our own imagination, and nightmares from Satan meant to scared us and make us vulnerable to his evil plots. That's why he taught us what to do when we see dreams we don't like as I mentioned before and also when we see dreams we do like. He peace and blessings be upon him said that when we see a dream we like it is from Allah and we should tell people we like and like us about it and hope for it to come to be.

And when we see a bad or scary dream that we don't like it is from Satan and to seek refuge in Allah from him and spit to the left three times and change our sleeping position to protect us from Satan.


Although I did everything the Prophet peace and blessings be upon him said to do I am still scared of this dream.


I really hope this is not a premonition.


(BAD DATES EPISODE)

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