In a huge lawn, Michelle Obama is sipping from a tea-cup. I approach her and say that I make a mean cup of Chai and invited her to my house. Then I see journalists around her, somehow I found myself in the group that they were talking to. I thought, “Oh, no! I’m not playing this game.” I extricated myself from this group and found myself next to Mrs. Obama minus the press.
In another dream I saw Barack Obama in my kitchen! I thought something like Ya Allah, my house is so modest I hope it is clean enough to host him. I passed by my basement- it was huge (not-so-in-real-life) and there were a lot of guests come to-see the President including a Muslim lady who in real life is not even talking to me despite my efforts to make her happy.
I am puzzled by these dreams as i have no political or social aspirations and I am a very ordinary, frumpy, no claim to fame housewife. Thank you.
a`udhu billahi min ash-shaytan ir-rajeem
Bismillahi ‘r-Rahmani ‘r-Raheem:
In sh Allah you will have position of influence and help people to learn about Islam. In sha Allah your relations with the Muslim lady will improve. And Allah knows best.