I Was Taken Up To The Sky - Part 2

Something happen
After the night prayers, I usually retire to be. I usually sleep quite late. It was a dream. A beautiful dream...

I was in a passport office. A man had just stamped my passport. I asked him why my passport was being stamped. Another tall middle east man, came in to the office by a door and replied that the people in the sky love me.

The next moment I was with this man in another room. He sat in front of me. I was facing his back. I realized that he was the pilot. We are inside in a kind of ‘flying machine’. In an instant I was in another place sitting in a chair - a table was just in front of me.

The environment felt cool. It was night. I had just reached the rooftop of a building. The building was not a skyscraper- probably a 2-storey house with a roof top.

I felt that very peaceful.Every worldly thought and every experience were being erased. I was joyful there.

The next moment, a figure dressed in total white came out from a room. The passage way from this room has a divider, which was made by interlocking wooden straps. And I could see this figure walking. 

He was apparently a man with firmness and confidence in character. I sensed it from his posture. I could not see his face and hands - only his white Arabian attire. I felt that he was actually expecting me.

He sat on the other side of the table and we are now face to face. But I still cannot see his face. Gently, he put forward his hand. He wanted to shake hands with me. I shook hands with him. I felt that he was an approachable warm person.

After I shook hands with him, I opened my eyes and I realize that I am in my bedroom. The feeling of peace was still in me.

…to be continued read [Part 3]