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Teri Taraf Khayal Jo Bandha Hai Bandha Hai, Hum Wo Nahin Ke Jiski Nazar Chaar Su Rahe

In the year 1433H, on 30th Shawwal Mukarram, I was blessed with the sharaf of misaq upon the haath mubarak of Mufaddal Moula TUS, then mansoos of Syedna Mohammad Burhanuddin RA.

While seated in the queue, as I awaited my turn, I curiously kept noticing Moulana TUS, as He TUS was greeting everyone with a radiant smile. And so, I kept praying “moula mari taraf bhi dekhi ne tabassum farmawe”.

It was my turn then, and I advanced towards Moula TUS.

Just as I sat in front of Moula TUS, somebody else presented an araz and Moula TUS turned to him and attended the araz. My turn ended, and I was out.

Following the bethak, I could not stop crying. I kept pleading as my tears flowed “moula ye maari taraf dekhi ne tabassum na kidu, maara ghana gunah che”. 

With my eyes full of tears and heart filled with grief, I fell asleep. That very night, I had a dream.

I was sitting on a road, amongst a crowd of mumineen who were waiting for Mufaddal Moula’s TUS arrival. I had somehow managed to get a place in the first row.

After a while, Moula TUS arrived.

As Moula TUS moved forth me, He TUS stopped. With a beaming tabassum on His TUS face, Moula TUS turned to me and affirmed “mein ye gai kaale taru misaaq lidu thu ne?”. “Jee Moula” I replied in a trembling voice.

With an unceasing tabassum, Moula TUS then further asked  “tu khush che?”, to which I somehow managed to respond “Jee Moula”, and He TUS then progressed ahead stating “mane bhi ghani khushi thai che”.

Moula usually states “mumineen mane tamari ghani fikar che”, and these are not just words. Its a promise.

Behn Hussaina Sheikh Abdulhussain Burhani

Karachi, Pakistan

Account contributed by Behn Ruqaiyah Mandarsaurwala.

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Tareef Hilm Ki Likhe Ya Madh Husn Ki, Ajiz Hai Nutq Wasf’e Shah’e Khush Sifaat Se

It was 1417H, Surat, and the Imtehan of Al Jamea Tus Saifiyah coincided the Iftitah of Al Masjid Al Moazzam.

I was a five year old child waiting on the steps of Al Jamea Tus Saifiyah on the day of mab’as awaiting a glimpse of Moulana Mohammad Burhanuddin RA.

Cries of Moula Moula, indicated the arrival of Moulana RA from Qasr Mubarak in His RA car, blessing mumineen with His RA salaami.

As the car neared, Ammi reminded me of the araz we had rehearsed earlier. I shouted “Moula mei rozu kidu che”.

The car stopped, and out came Sh Ismail, as recalled by my mother and asked her “Moulana puchhe che bachha ye rozu kidu che??”, and Ammi responded with a nod.

I didn’t realize why Ammi was crying so much back then, but now as I think about it, Moulana RA listened to the cry of a young boy amongst a crowd of probably thousands crying and calling out Moula!.

I barely have any memory of the events that preceded or followed but I can still recall the words uttered by miyasaheb as though it happened yesterday.

In the very same fashion, He RA hears us today.

M Murtaza Shk Shoeb Bhai Haidry

Karachi, Pakisan

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Koi Andaza Kar Sakta Hai Uske Zor’e Bazu Ka, Nigah’e Marde Mumin Se Badal Jati Hain Taqdeerain

Formerly, during Burhanuddin Moula’s RA 100th Milad, Tazkerat attracted attention of a Muslim-Indian in Mumbai, who over heard the name of Moulana Mohammad Burhanuddin RA, and anxiously intervened; “mein Syedna Burhanuddin ka bahut bara mureed hoon”. 

This is his story:

“I have been required to do the arrangements of all the zabeehat in Saify Mahal for 18 years. I used to refer to Syedna Burhanuddin as Mullaji until one day, when I was asked to come to Saify Mehel, I went there and found no one at the entrance. While inquiring about the bhai sahebs who would usually meet me at the entrance, I reached the second floor where Syedna Burhanuddin was seated in a hall with a reasonable crowd around him.

Woh kuch bayaan farma rahe thhey – unki awaz aur unka bayaan sunte hi mein wahaan kharaa ho gaya aur bhool gaya ke mein wahaan kyun aaya tha.

Jab unka bayan khatam hua, tab mujhe ye ehsaas hua ki mein po’ne teen (2 hours and 45 minutes) ghante se kharaa tha aur unka bayan sun raha tha. Mere aankho mein aansu or aqal ko hairat ke aik insaan itni der tak – is umr mein – aisa bayan kaisey kar sakta hai. Mein samajh gaya ko wo hamare jaise insaan nahin hain, aur tabb se mein unko Syedna bulata hun.

I asked him to pray for Moulana RA to which he replied : “Hum unke liye kya dua karenge, is zubaan se unke jaise shakhs ke liye dua ho nahi sakti.

Dua to hamare dil se nikalti hai – ke khuda unko sehat de aur lambi umr de. Mujhe aaj fakhar hai – kyun ke bohot kum khush naseeb hote hain – jo unka didar karte hain, aur awaz sunte hain”.

Needless to say, the world cries in His RA remembrance today.

Abdul Mumin Al Ansari

Mumbai, India

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Kya Aur Phir Nigah Karein Ankh Utha Ke Hum, Ankho’n Mein Jabb Khapa Huwa Tujhsa Jawa’n Rahe

It was around 30 years back that I used to hand-make truck mirrors from plastic sheets using silver and different acids with my bare hands.

I worked from my home and had a room specifically distinguished as my work-space.

It was one day, the day that held the capacity to entirely wreck my life, while I was working that I went to pick up an acid container to continue with my work. I used to put the acid-container on a raised shelf to ensure safety, as my little daughters and son would occasionally enter the room to observe my work.

That day, while I picked up the container, it accidently slipped from my hands and fell. The acid was concentrated and so were the fumes it emitted, which penetrated directly into my eyes. Not only my eyes, but also my hands suffered severe burns. Instinctively I was more worried about my eyes. The next moment, everything faded away from my sight. I blacked out.

I was instantly rushed to the hospital.

During the journey from my home to the hospital, on the verge of blindness, I had my vision fixated on Moulana Mohammed Burhanuddin RA and kept on praying to him to save my eyes. While recalling the memories of doing Moula’s RA didar, I desperately pleaded to myself: “would all those moments just remain memories for me?”.

On reaching the hospital, the doctor insisted on an immediate checkup. He put a few drops, bandaged them and asked me to wait till the medicine could react. When I inquired his opinion on the situation of my eyes, he made it quite apparent that the damage to the eyesight was devastating and I would only be able to see again, perfectly, through a miracle.

Amidst the never-ending wait, while I rested on the hospital bed approximating a probable surgery, all my thoughts were diverted to Moula RA. I kept calling His RA name to save my eyes. Doing so, I fell asleep.

That’s where Moula RA answered my prayers.

I dreamt that I went for Moulana’s RA imamat namaz. After the namaz, as Maula RA was exiting the masjid, I submitted my araz, of how the acid had spilled onto my eyes and how much I feared losing my eyesight. After listening to my araz, Maula RA leisurely brought his noorani chehra mubarak closer to my face and breathed out shifa into both my eyes.

Just that moment, the nurse woke me up. The doctor checked my eyes and found himself aw struck. He explained to me how he didn’t understand how my eyes turned out completely unharmed, just after the state he had seen them in some time ago.

And so, no surgery, neither any form of treatment was required. The damage simply disappeared.

Thenceforth till present, my eyes are scatheless.

Today, when I am fitly able to see everything, my eyes tear for the sight of my savior, Moulana Mohammed Burhanuddin RA, whose didar mubarak breathed life into the lifeless.

Bhai Abdullah Yousuf Ali Rawala
Karachi, Pakistan

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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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  • The photos above were taken during Moula’s TUS visit to Pandharpur on 9th January 2016. These images are the exclusive property of the contributor and Tazkerat, and may not be copied, printed or otherwise disseminated without permission.

Behn Jumana Hussain Bhai Bohari

Pandharpur, India

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Ghar Mein Jiske Shahe Deen’daar Qadam Karte Hain, Haan Haqiqat Mein Usse Rashk’e Iram Karte Hain

Manpura. A speck on the map of India. Anonymous for all practical purposes.

In all the years we lived in Manpura, I would entreat Khuda Ta’ala for Burhanuddin Moula’s RA qadam mubarak in our humble town, so that we could present Him RA a zyafat.

However there was a dilemma; on one hand, there was the recognition that a personage of His RA royal stature, invited by the large cities throughout the year, would ever schedule a visit to a small town like ours? On the other hand, there was belief. Belief that Moula RA stands for the hopeless, hence, I did not stop praying.

One day, we invited our Hindu-Gujrati neighbours for dinner. I noticed a strange expression on one of the invitees, who was looking around my house.

When I inquired, the person pointed towards a picture of Burhanuddin Moula RA and eagerly asked, “aa kaun chey” ?, “aa hamara Moula chhey” I informed. With an unusual astonishment, he kept staring at the picture as I continued “dua karo apna gaam ma padhaarey, ghani barakat thaase”.

Totally confused, he replied in a certain tone “su waat karo chho? Aa saheb ne to har roz tamara chhat (terrace) par fajare dekhu chu”.

On hearing this, I could not stop my tears.

Some might say Burhanuddin Moula RA is not with us anymore, but indeed, He RA is present, He RA has never left. Not for one moment.

Behn Munira Manpurawala

Mumbai, India

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Gar Husn Mein Wo Yusuf’e Aali Maqaam Hai, E’jaaz Mein Maseeh’e Alaihi’ Salaam Hai

After nine years of my marriage, along with countless prayers, I was blessed with a child. Burhanuddin. One can imagine the bliss and happiness.

But it did not last long, as on the seventh day; we came across a disheartening news. Burhanuddin was not able to breathe properly and was diagnosed with two holes in his heart. Doctors said that the operation was possible, only if the child survives for a few months, as he was too small for a surgery. One of them summarized the situation and said; “pray for a miracle.”

My wife was shattered, and I was in complete trauma; will I lose my child?

Meanwhile, Moulana Mufaddal Saifuddin TUS was on his Safar Mubarak of Kathyawaar. Me and my wife, along with Burhanuddin, who was not well at that time, left immediately for Jasdan where Moulana TUS was presiding, in search of a miracle, our last hope.

I was standing there with my son, when Moulana Mufaddal Saifuddin TUS arrived. I was not able to pronounce a word, and did Dua from the bottom of my heart “moula aapye aa farzand aapu che, aapj ehne shifa apo” and lifted him over the crowd. Moulana TUS blessed him with his Nazar Mubarak, and placed his hand over my child. To my astonishment I could see Moulanas TUS Haath Mubarak on my son’s heart. A couple of seconds and He TUS progressed ahead.

I returned back, content and satisfied.

After some time, when Burhanuddin was almost a month old, we went for his checkup. To the amazement of every individual there, the reports were clear; there was no sight of holes in his heart.

They asked for a miracle, we sought one.

Hussain Bhai Nooruddin Bhai Sadikot

Upleta, India

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Tujhe Dekh Kar Khush Hote The, Wallah Uhibboka Kehte The, Ab Kaise Sahe Ghaibat Moula, Hum Tumko Bhula Na Paenge

Burhanuddin Moula RA blessed Karachi with the celebratios of His 93rd Milaad Mubarak.

There was a Milaad program set-up by children in Taheri Masjid. I was a part of it as a Burhani Scout’s member who managed the event.

Fortunately, I was assigned an area close to the ramp from which Moula RA was going to progress to the masjid. I was delighted. I sat there, accompanying a few other children, waiting for Moulana RA to arrive.

Just as Moulana RA alighted, I was on my feet looking at his Chehra Mubarak.

The moment when Moulana RA passed the area where I was seated, I cried out loud; “inni wallahe uhibboka ya moula”. 

Moulana RA turned and looked at me. I could feel the spiritual power of his sight as he observed me from neck to toe.

I was startled. Did Moula RA hear me?

It wasn’t over yet. The next day in the Wa’az Mubarak – Moula RA said: “mein dhekhoon chun ke chota chota farzando mane dekhi ne inni wallahe uhibboka pukare che – mein ghano khush thao chun”.

I was overjoyed to be one of them.

M Abdulqadir Bhai Murtaza Bhai

Karachi, Pakistan

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Dil Muztarib Hai Yu’n Teri Pabosi Ke Liye, Basta Ho Jis Tarah Koi A’aho Rasa’n Ke Beech

In 1433, it was Burhanuddin Moula’s RA last Ashara Mubarakah in Surat. I was amongst those fortunate mumineen who attended both Moua; Moulana Mufaddal Saifuddin TUS commencing Waaz Majlis in the morning, and Burhanuddin Moula RA presiding over the Matam Majlis in the evening.

It was long since I had done Burhanuddin Moula’s RA salam, and I was never blessed with the sharaf of Mufaddal Moula’s TUS salam either. Therefore, it was the only dua I prayed for, every day during Ashara Mubaraka. Hundreds of mumineen were getting sharaf of qadambosi and salam including my friends, family and almost everyone I knew of. I kept praying.

As the days passed, I started to feel uneasy and my thirst increased. Every time I did deedar, I wept and my heart cried; “moula mane bhi naseeb thai”. Until it was Ashura, my last hope. The last qadambosi bethak ended. I was heart–broken, and I grieved immensely. Had I sinned so much? Moula, please forgive me; the only thoughts that came to my mind.

It was 12th of Moharram, and my last day in Surat. I was standing amongst a crowd of mumineen for, probably, my last deedar before I left. I waited with a salam envelope in my hand, and with eyes full of tears. Mufaddal Moula TUS arrived. As He TUS progressed in front of the crowd I was standing in, my heart called; “Moula mane maaf karjo”, and I cried out; “Moula”.

Moula TUS turned around, looked at me, stretched out his haath mubarak over the crowd towards me, placed it on my hands, acknowledged the lifafa, smiled and progressed ahead. I could not stop crying.

I went to my utara, recalled what I had experienced, and with my eyes wet, I slept. In my dream, I saw Burhanuddin Moula RA leading the tilawat dua in the Evan Mubarak of Al Jamea Tus Saifiyah, where He RA was seated on a gaadi. I was standing there with abna’ul Jamea, and I suddenly heard a behnsaab instructing me to do salam. As soon as I bent down to perform salam, I wept uncontrollably. Burhanuddin Moula RA pulled me closer, extended his haath Mubarak so I could perform salam, kissed my forehead and said; “khush che, hawe roje nai”.

Indeed, Moula can never see tears in his children’s eyes.

Behn Rashida M Mufaddal

Karachi, Pakistan

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