Last night, I dream a glorious dream.
I thought I changed the world hours later.
I am a Muslim preacher, given the opportunity to deliver a speech on BBC. Yes, the British Broadcasting Corp. I was clad in the African style preaching gear. And I thought I was a black Muslim leader.
The atmosphere was sort of, changed when I uttered a certain words. Though I cannot remember at all those words, I sure am feeling enthralled myself to utter such.
The program was broadcast all around the world. And I think, everybody was watching me.
Suddenly Islam was united.
And I believe we triumphed.
Wierd but wishful.
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