Ye Baag’baan Ke Qadam Jis Chaman Mein Jaawe To Phir, Na Us Chaman Mein Kabhi Aafat’e Khizaan Jaawe

“Mein chu”, said Moulana Mohammad Burhanuddin RA when I thought everything was over.

It happened on the 25th of March, 2008 back when I was expecting my second child. The pregnancy period was pretty bumpy during which I once had a dream where Moulana Taher Saifuddin RA and Moulana Mohammad Burhanuddin RA were standing on the peak of a mountain with a worried and concerned look.

I told my husband about the dream; however, we were unable to figure out a context.

When my delivery was due, I was admitted to the Lady Dufferin Hospital in Karachi and due to some unforeseen complications, the doctor had to undertake a caesarean delivery. The baby was delivered healthy; however, I remained half-conscious and kept screaming out of an unusual pain.

My grandmother, father and mother were there at my side through the night and I could hear them saying that the way I was screaming was worrisome and that I should be inspected. Suddenly, my father saw that there was a heavy flow of blood coming out of my body and he started shouting in the hospital for help.

Panic-stricken and terrified, the nurses rushed in and called the doctor immediately.

Upon witnessing my state, the doctor informed my mother that an urgent surgery was required, and to call my husband in order to sign the consent form as I only had slim chances of survival. The uterus was infected and had to be operated out.

Crushed and heartbroken, my mother was continuously reciting Maulana Ali’s AS munqabat. I was unable to move or respond.

Just as they were preparing for the surgery, I saw a vision of Moulana Mohammad Burhanuddin RA standing at the side of my bed with a tasbeeh in his hand – just like I had seen him in the dream with Moulana Taher Saifuddin RA earlier – this time, during a plight like a mountain.

In immense pain and tears flowing down, I turned to Moula RA and attempted to pronounce some words. Before I could say anything, Moula RA raised his haath mubarak and said “mein chu”.

I couldn’t feel the pain. It simply disappeared.

The doctor was stunned to find that the uterus had miraculously taken it’s place and the bleeding had stopped; the person who saw slim chances of my survival a moments ago discharged me shortly afterwards.

“Mein chu” is all one needs to battle the pains and fight the hardships – in this life and the hereafter

Behn Khadija Mustafa Bhai Thekedaar

Karachi, Pakistan

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araz child dua hifazat shifa

Hukm Tera Ho’we To Mumkin Hai Aisa Inqelab, Shab To Misle Rozz Ho’we Rozz Misle Shab Bane

I was seven months pregnant when I came to know that my amniotic fluid is extremely low. The doctor assured that a normal labor was out of question and an operation was inevitable.

For the next two months, I went through the medication of drips and clexane injection to increase the level of amniotic fluid.

One week before the delivery, when I went for the ultrasound, the reports stated that there is a suspicion of a single nostril. Worried and distressed, I sent all the reports in the hazrat imamiyah of Moulana Mufaddal Saifuddin TUS.

It was a Wednesday, when Moula TUS pronounced dua mubarak.

Thursday night, I went into labor pains, but I was certain that I was not going to deliver before 24 hours, as I had been injected a clexane injection just a night before.

‘The pain is going to last long’, I was warned.

Throughout the night, I kept uttering; “moula mane yaqeen che aap mane madad karso”.

To everyone’s astonishment, I delivered a baby girl normally without being operated, which was totally against the odds. The baby was perfectly fine and healthy and there was no abnormality whatsoever.

It was Friday, 6th of March, the birthday of Moulana Mohammad Burhanuddin RA, and unquestionably, it was always going to bring bliss and happiness.

Behn Sakina Taher Bhai Topiwala

Karachi, Pakistan

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#OneLifeSaved araz Bethak child didar dream dua nazar qadambosi Salam shifa

Rahe Phula Phala Ya Rab Jaha’n Mein Baag’e Burhani, Ke Nakhle Arzu Sab Ka Ba’dolat Inki Phalta Hai

Having children is a women’s ultimate fortune. I was no different.

After many years of my marriage, I was still childless. We consulted the best doctors across the globe, and underwent various tests, of which all offered the same verdict, that it was medically impossible for me to conceive.

Hopeless and heartbroken, we consequently started to believe that having a child was not in our fate.

After some time, one of the doctors we consulted in Mumbai called us. As he was aware of the extremity of my desire for a child, he recommended a surgery, which according to him, could atleast give us slim hope.

Although I was not totally committed to the option, I desperately agreed. Thereupon, an urgent arzi for raza mubarak was drafted.

Fortunately, the night before the treatment was dated, I was informed that a bethak of Burhanuddin Moula’s RA qadambosi was ongoing in Mumbai at that time. Thus, with a copy of my arzi, I rushed for qadambosi.

Reaching just on time, I instantly entered the que.

After a brief wait, I entered the bethak hall where Burhanuddin Moula RA was presiding. Upon doing Moula’s RA didar my tears instinctively started to flow.

As I performed qadambosi, I brushed the arzi on Moula’s RA qadam mubarak and my heart cried; “moula mane farzand joiye che, aap mane farzand apo”. I lifted my gaze up and saw Burhanuddin Moula RA looking at me with a beeming tabassum on his chehra mubarak.

A couple of seconds, no words, a silent communication of hearts and I was guided out of the bethak.

Content and pleased, I returned home reasoning to myself; “Maulana yeh maari araz to sunij chhey to achhuj thaasey”.

The next morning before the treatment was to commence, I went through a routine pre-checkup. I sensed an expression of shock on the doctor’s face as he appeared with the test reports. In a state of total confusion he uttered that I was pregnant.

He further explained that it was exceptionally possible to become pregnant in a state like mine, but the fetus won’t survive. Thus, he insisted on an immediate abortion so that the surgery could commence.

Amidst all the this, I kept envisioning the tabassum of Burhanuddin Moula RA a night before, which I knew had change my fate.

I urged my husband on returning home, ergo, no surgery neither an abortion happened. As we left, the doctor stated in an alarming voice; “you are risking your own life”.

Months passed, and I abstained visiting the hospital. Until after normal nine months, I delivered twins.

When the world proclaimed I won’t be able to conceive a single child, Burhanuddin Moula RA blessed me the wealth of twins. Batul and Fatema.

Hearing a mumin’s cry – Moula changes fate.

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Behn Jumana Hussain Bhai Bohari

Pandharpur, India

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araz child dream dua

Misle Hatim Jo Sakhawat Mein Tumhe Kehte Hain, Qalib’e Madh Mein Wallah Wo Zum Karte Hain

I was in the tenth year of my marriage, and was yet to experience that happiness of a child.

During all those years, me and my wife underwent many treatments and consulted many different doctors, but nothing was fruitful.

We did several Arzi’s in Hazrat Imamiyah for Dua and kept praying. Years passed and our sadness kept increasing.

At one point we started wondering: Are we so sinful? Is anyone listening to our prayers? Can’t Moula change our fortune?

In the tenth year of my marriage, my wife had a dream.

Burhanuddin Moula RA was presiding in Taheri Masjid, Karachi. My wife was waiting on the staircase for Moula’s didaar. The moment Burhanuddin Moula RA descended down the stairs, my wife skipped out of the crowd, fell down on Moula’s RA qadam mubarak, held them firmly and cried out loud; “Moula aaje aapne mane farzand apwuj parse, hawe ghana waras thai gaya, mein aapna qadam nahi muku jewar lag aap mane farzand nai apo”. A few khidmat guzars tried to move her but Burhanuddin Moula RA directed them to let her do araz. Moula RA waited as my wife cried and kept repeating; “moula aap mane farzand aapo”.

Burhanuddin Moula RA smiled, placed his haath mubarak on my wifes shoulders and stated; “mein farzand apu chu“. The dream ended.

The outcome was obvious, the same time next year, we were blessed with a baby girl.

We had to challenge our fate, and we exactly knew where to go.

Bhai Mustafa Hasanali Mundrawala

Karachi, Pakistan

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araz child life shifa

Ye Wo Wali Hain Jin Ki Dua’ein Huwi Qabul, Ye Wo Bashar Hain Wa’de Jinho’n Ke Wafa Huwe

I was a few months pregnant when I went for a routine checkup. The doctors informed me that unfortunately the baby is not alive; nothing but water was left in the womb and an abortion was immediately needed.

I drafted an araz to Burhanuddin Moula RA and the reply was : “Abortion ni raza nathi”.

Therefore no abortion took place.

However, the doctors insisted on performing an operation on the grounds that otherwise it would be dangerous for the mother.

Some months later, I delivered a girl. The baby which was not alive according to the doctors.

Sitting thousands of miles away, Moula breathed life into the lifeless.

Sakina Shk Shabbir Rassawala

Karachi, Pakistan

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araz child dua jawab

Jab Tere Baab e Ijabat Pe Pohnchi Hai Dua, Peshwai Wahan Khud Aake Asar Karta Hai

Burhanuddin Moula RA once arrived in Ujjain. Mamlook e Syedna TUS prepared an Arzi humbly and desperately requesting for the Dua Mubarak of Moulana RA for conceiving a baby. I submitted a copy of draft in the “Hawaij” department where thousands of Mumineen submit they’re Arzis’. Days passed, and I kept waiting for the jawab.

After a week, in the same Safar Mubarak, I was blessed with the opportunity of Qadambosi. After I got to kiss Moulana’s RA qadam mubarak, I quickly put forth the Arzi I had previously written. Moulana RA had a quick look at the Arzi, and instantly replied; “Aano Jawab mein api chuko chu”.

These words and Moulana’s RA affirmative response was a cause of complete satisfaction.

Following the Safar Mubarak, I was blessed with a child.

Abbas Bhai Shabbir Bhai Gheewala

Sonkatch, India

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araz child dream hatim name

Gae Hain Door Tak Charche Tere Afaaq’e Aalam Mein, Sakha Ke Jood Ke Faiz’o Ata’ Ke Meherbaani Ke

During the time when I was expecting my second child, I did araz to Moulana Mohammad Burhanuddin RA desiring for a baby boy, and Moulana RA replied; “teen na pachi thase”, and it happened likewise.

After three daughters, when I conceived again, I was certain about what Moulana RA had affirmed, thus, me and family had already started preparing for an arrival of a baby boy. In the meantime I had a dream, in which I saw someone approaching me. I comprehended the personage as Moulana RA himself, in view of the divine charisma, carried and transmitted by him. Benefiting from the opportunity I again did araz for a boy and heard the following reply; “Hatim naam rakhjo”, to which I responded; “mara papa nu naam bhi hatim che” and the reply was; “Hatim aj naam rakhjo”. I woke up content and satisfied.

Following the dream, I faxed an araz to Moulana Mohammad Burhanuddin RA through Burhani Mahal requesting for the name of the child. The very next day I had a call from Burhani mahal to come and receive the jawab of my araz. I rushed to Burhani mahal, overjoyed by the prompt reply. The moment I entered, everyone started to congratulate me, I wasn’t sure what was happening, and inquired. Looking at my confused expressions, I was informed about the jawab of my arzi in which Burhanuddin Moula RA stated; “je sapna ma naam kidu che, yej rakhe”. I was stunned and could not apprehend what to react; unaware of an azeem nemat I was yet to receive.

A few moments later, I was handed over a piece of paper which had Burhanuddin Moula’s RA khatt Mubarak in it and it read; “Hatim”.

You might run out of desires, but there is not an end to Moula’s blessings.

Behn Yasmin Nooruddin Bhai

Karachi, Pakistan

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child dua lost Milaad tasbeeh

Naa’ibe Mushkil Kusha Ho Khalq Ke Haajat Rawa, Sab Ko Aafat Se Bachana Koi Tum Se Seekh Jaae

Burhanuddin Moula RA was present in Karachi at the time of his 93rd Milaad Mubarak, an event that was reported in all local newspapers.

On the second day of Moulas RA arrival, while I was on my way to the office, I asked the Baloch driver of my three-wheeler rickshaw to give me the newspaper he had. My reaction when I read the headlines on the city killings was: ‘Oh my God’ The driver asked, ‘Kya hua, bhai?’ I informed him what I read, with some alarm.

He smiled and replied, ‘ab sab theek hoga kiyunke peeron key peer aa gaye hai.’ I asked him ‘Who?’ He replied, ‘Bohra peer.’ Moulana Mohammad Burhanuddin RA he meant.

I pressed him further and he told me this story:

“In Chakiwara, where I live, there was a family who lost their son. They did everything to ascertain his whereabouts – without success. Then one of their Bohra friends advised them to write an application that could be delivered to Burhanuddin Moula’s RA residence in Karachi. A few days later a reply was delivered. Moula RA gave the family of the lost boy, a tasbeeh to recite daily. Three days later, their son returned. The family was overjoyed. They told their Bohra friend that they would like to express their gratitude to Moulana RA.

The mumin bhai went to Burhani Mahal with his friend’s family for didar. When the boy saw Aqa Moula RA he abruptly shouted ‘This is the man who escorted me home’.

Till we returned back, I could see their tears flowing.

Bhai Taher Suratwala

Dubai, UAE

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