My private encounter with King Khan

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I use to be called the "TV QUEEN' whilst at home in South Africa. I knew every Bollywood actor, their background, who they were dating and the list just goes on. Ever since I moved to the Middle East, my television viewing time has decreased considerably. I have suddenly lost interest in television with the exception of a few interesting documentaries and of course the news.I can not remember when last I watched a Shahrukh Khan movie, but yesterday afternoon he certainly serenaded me with one his film songs and guess what I was the only person he was singing to...So now you probably wondering, where did this encounter take place? In my dreams of course. I woke up from my sleep yesterday afternoon laughing away as I recalled the hilarious dream I had. I was supposedly the make up artist awaiting king Khan. Out of no where he appeared in denim jeans, a white T-shirt and a sequined denim jacket. "How do I look?"He asked..I sat him on a share and whilst applying his make up he was singing the song Kal ho na ho.Then suddenly he walked towards a door and said, "I need to get to the stage.They waiting for me."My eyes opened and I was back to reality with a huge smile on my face.Doing a quick internet search on the word "dreams" will actually produce many websites that claim to interpret dreams accurately and correctly. Even within the Islamic faith there are numerous scholars who had the ability of interpreting dreams. I remember being told as a child that a dream that occurs in the early hours of the morning before the morning prayers is more like to be a dream from God Almighty and hence will most likely turn out to be a reality. I recall having one such dream a few years ago. We had an employee by the name of France who worked for us for many years. His main responsibility was to look after the garden and at the same time take care of the animals on the premises. One day, France went home to his native country across the South African border. Weeks had gone by and he did not return. Naturally, my family and I had lost hope of him ever returning. One day,I had a dream in the early hours of the morning, prior to the morning prayer and in it I seen France knocking at our front gate. After two weeks, the dream became a reality and France returned home to the delight and jubilation of all the pets we had on the property especially the German Shepherd dogs.Whether or not dreams that occur during the day become a reality is certainly left to be seen. of course, I sure do hope they do so that I can be given a solo performance by the "Rukhster" himself. Oops, I forgot, I'm a pharmacist. Guess I need to brush up on my make up skills first!