I
had a dream. I was visited by the people of outer world. They had a message for
my people. I delivered the message to my people which would help my people live
in harmony. My people did not believe me and called me a lunatic. I went all
over the world to make my people understand the message but they said no. I was
living between ignorant people, my people. I woke up, got dressed, kissed my
wife, dropped my son to his school and went to work. I got off from work,
picked up kids from, changed my clothes, ate dinner kissed wife good night. I
had the same dream for next 25 years and I woke up everyday doing nothing about
it. Today I did not have the dream but I did not wake up as well. I was sitting
with another man Je Sun Park. We were soon joined by Shabir Ahmed and Gustavo
Ivanovic. We all had the same dream. I sat there for long with them, long
enough to see all my people sitting with them. I kept on cursing myself. I
could have done something to save them. I could have spoken. I could have
tried. I woke up every day in my 50 years but still did not wake up to deliver.
He walked from the light towards I. I could not see in his eyes and fell down.
I’s people fell down. I was born again and fell again. He did not lose faith in
I and kept on looking. The day will come and I will deliver the message. I will
make my people believe in the message. I will make him believe as well. The day
is not far…..I will be born.
