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Tere Bagair Hai Ik Aan Zindagi Mushkil, Misaal Rooh Ke Tu Jism Mein Samaya Hai

Thirty years ago, I worked in the Liaquat National Hospital Karachi, as a head person managing all the printing activities of the hospital. Lifting heavy loads was a basic requirement of my type of work at that time, ergo, I usually suffered minor back pains.

On one instance I endured a sudden distressing back ache. Although I sensed an unusual soreness this time around, I assumed it as the usual pain and turned to the habitual pain killers to deal with it. Unfortunately the pain worsened and I had to undergo an immediate test.

As I layed on the hospital bed in unbearable pain, the doctor turned in with test reports and uttered in a concerning tone; “mullaji aapko Jo dard hai, uska koi ilaaj nahin”. I was completely shocked as he continued “ye dawaiyan hain, aapko majlis mein jana ho, yaa koi kaam ho, to issse aapko thora araam milega”.

“Is it over for me?” I pleaded to myself in shear despair. As a result, an able-bodied man heretofore, returned home impaired and weakened with a bunch of medicines to subsist his remaining life.

Days passed, and my state got worse. In the course of time, I wasn’t even able to move without taking in the medicines. At one point, I pleaded to live no more.

Until it was the month of Shehre Ramazan, and due to my severe health, I couldn’t perform roza. Completely heartbroken and helpless, one night I desperately remembered Burhanuddin Moula RA, wept, and while reciting the seven ‘wakafa’ ayaat, I fell asleep.

Wheron I had a dream.

I saw myself standing opposite a residence, waiting for Burhanuddin Moula RA to arrive for a zyafat. As soon as Moula RA arrived, I rushed towards Moula RA, performed salam and cried “moula mari kamar ma ghanu dard che”. As I wept, Burhanuddin Moula RA fixed his gaze on me and with a radiant tabassum on His RA face, instructed me “leti jaa”.

I immediately descended myself on the ground near Moula’s RA feet with my back upwards. Moula RA lifted his qadam mubarak, brushed it on my back, and advanced ahead blessing me with his supernal nazar mubarak. 

Hereupon, I woke up and saw myself sitting upright on the bed. As I restored myself back to consciousness, I was stunned. I wasn’t able to locate any kind of pain in my back. In a state of astonishment, I tried twisting and bending my back, but the pain had simply disappeared.

Today in my late eighties, it amazes people when they see me sound and living in fine feather, and they usually ask me about the enigma and mystery behind my robustness.

With tears promptly flowing, I can only manage to utter one name “Moulana Mohammed Burhanuddin”.

Shk Ali Mohammed Bhai Adeeb

Karachi, Pakistan

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Pohnchoge Anqareeb Murad-e Dili Ko Tum, Nazdeeq In Ke Aae Jo Taal’e Rasa Huwe

Going thirty years back, me and my wife were passing an afternoon of one normal day, when my nine year old son, Mohammed, walked past us and suddenly fell to the ground. It looked normal as he lifted himself up until he tumbled again. I sensed trouble and immediately called the doctors. On observing Mohammed, they took my son to a neurosurgeon with an urgency, and he underwent a quick checkup.

The reports revealed that a nerve in Mohammed’s brain was miss-functioning due to which his spinal cord was loosing control over his legs, and eventually it would loose control over his body. We inquired further, to which the doctors informed that it might take six months to several years for Mohammed to partially recover provided that he receives continuous treatment. Mohammed was admitted the very next day.

Dejected and disheartened, we helplessly saw our child on the hospital bed as he looked back to us with hope.

On returning home, I decided to submit an araz to Burhanuddin Moula RA for raza mubarak before admitting Mohammed. Hence, I placed a call for Busaheba Amatullah Aisaheba QR, who fortunately attended the call, listened to the araz and asked me to call later again. When I called then, Moula RA graciously listened to the araz and replied “hame be teen din ma Qahera awiye che, magar yahan lawi sakta hoi to lawo”, I responded “Moula mein lawu chu” and immediately left for London.

As we traveled to London, Mohammed’s condition worsened. I had to lift him throughout, as his legs were static. He kept grieving “mane lage che mara bewe pag mara si alag thai che”. I responded with tears.

As we landed, I pronto informed Busaheba QR about our arrival in London, and she directed us to reach at Moula’s RA residence. An ambulance was awaiting us, and it was 11:30 PM when we left for Bonham House.

We reached Bonham House and I lifted Mohammed to Moulana’s RA gurfa mubarakah, where Moula RA was expecting us. Burhanuddin Moula RA was presiding on a chair as I placed Mohammed in front of him.

Moula RA keenly looked at Mohammed and inquired “su thai che tane?”, to which he replied “moula mara si ubho nathi thawatu”.

Moula RA vigorously stated “ubho tha”. Mohammed acknowledged and tried, but his legs simply would not move. When I tried to help him, Moula RA pronounced “na tame rehwa do”, and repeated again “ubho tha”. He tried again, but with no effect.

Burhanuddin Moula RA observed him, raised his finger towards him and decisively stated “mari aankh ma dekhi ne ubho tha”.

Fixing his eyes to Moula’s gaze and to everyone’s astonishment, Mohammed effortlessly stood up. Moula RA called him closer, brushed his body with His RA qadam mubarak, and asked me to bring sugar, so he could pronounce shifa on it.

Busaheba QR immediately went into the kitchen and brought a packet of sugar. Moula RA pronounced shifa mubarak, gave it to Mohammed and said “aane jem gamey aim leje, chai ma, thanda doodh ma, lukhi jamwi hoi to aim, jem pasand hoi”. 

Thereon Moula RA granted us permission to leave, and instructed me to take Mohammed for a repeat checkup, and stated “mane reports batawjo”. As we left, Mohammed returned walking.

The next day, on the basis of his previous reports, Mohammed underwent a repeat check up in London. Just after the tests, the panel of five senior doctors, who were supervising Mohammed’s case, called for an urgent meeting with us. They were stunned to witness the reports clear. They reconfirmed if my son really suffered from anything. In fact, one of them asked Mohammed if he had made this up to buy a trip to London. Sensing their curiousness, I narrated them what had happened a night earlier.

Thereafter, I requested the in-charge neurosurgeon for the test reports who was still overwhelmed with what he had observed. He needed more time to prepare the final report, thus, he called me and my wife at his residence the next day.

Next morning, we went to his residence where he asked me to repeat narrating what had happened between Mohammed and Moula RA. Thereupon, he handed us the reports with his own written verdict on the case, which said ‘His Holiness did something which is beyond our imaginations’.

Acquiring the report, I rushed to the airport as Moulana RA was leaving for Qahera. With tears in my eyes, I managed to utter a few words of shukr, and presented the test reports. With a radiant smile, Burhanuddin Moula RA addressed all who were present “aa bacha na pag chala gaya tha, Imam uz Zaman ye shifa aapi che”.

On reaching Qahera, I took Mohammed to Moulana’s RA hazrat aaliya. While he presented salam, Moula RA reassured “aa yej bachu che?”, “haan Moula” I replied. Moulana RA directed Mohammed “wahan darwaza tak chali ne ja”, Mohammed did likewise, Moula RA added “pacho yahan aw”, he did as he was commanded with ease.

A child I was lifting a few days back as his legs were dead was walking better than before. Thereafter Moula RA repeated “aa bacha na pag chala gaya tha, Imam uz Zaman ye shifa aapi che”.

I saw Moulana Mohammed Burhanuddin RA bringing my son’s legs back to life, and I heard Him RA say – “Imam uz Zaman ye shifa api che”, the connection between what I saw and heard is as clear as day.

Shk Hebatullah Bhai Hebatullah

Cairo, Egypt

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Tere Mamnoon’e Minnat Hain Jahan Mein, Bani Adam Tawangar Se Gada Tak

My hands were a victim of oppressive skin dryness since childhood. Continuous bleeding, painful nights, unceasing distress, all became a part of my routine. When others awaited winter, I used to fear my worst enemy. It would worsen and intensify the dryness to such a degree that my hands would become completely static, unable to even hold a pen. I used to survive winters by continual applying and disposing of bandages from my hands.

I consulted several doctors and underwent various medications, but nothing came to fruition. I was convinced about enduring the anguish for life, until the year 1425H.

I was in Darajah Sabea and the annual examinations of Al Jamea Tus Saifiyah co-occured with high winter days that year. Habitually, my hands started to evince the seasonal reaction. As I traveled to India, my condition worsened. Looking at my immotile bleeding hands, and aware of my despairing past with the illness, I was totally pessimistic about attending the written examinations.

Surrounded by melancholy, and completely shattered, I wept in grief.

Before imtehan commenced, we attended the Urus Mubarak of Syedna Taher Saifuddin RA in Mumbai. While doing zyarat, I placed my hands on the Qabar Mubarak of Syedna Taher Saifuddin RA and desperately cried: “moula aap mara haath ma itni quwwat aapye, ke imtehan ma likhi saku”. Thenceforth, we left for Surat.

On reaching Surat, I was stunned to see my hands. The dryness had completely disappeared. Hands which were subject to a perennial dryness, simply healed, ergo, I attended the examination with total ease.

Winters have befallen and elapsed since, but I have never observed a speckle of dryness thereafter.

My verdict: stretch out and extend your hands towards Moula, and you’ll surpass every examination.

Mulla Huzefa Bhai Yunus Bhai Rampurawala

Karachi, Pakistan

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Qudsi Kahain Bashar Kahain Tujhko Ke Kya Kahain, Hai Aaj Tak Ye Khalq’e Khuda Ishtebaah Mein

In 1434H during Shehrullah, I suffered cough followed by immense bleeding. I was rushed to the hospital and was diagnosed as having TB (tuberculosis).

Due to my severe condition, and because of the legal policies for treating TB in Dubai, which could have possibly caused a delay, we were told to proceed to Mumbai immediately.

We did likewise.

On reaching Mumbai, we decided to go to Rauzat Tahera for zyarat before heading to the hospital. Fortunately, Mufaddal Moula TUS was presiding in Rauzat Tahera at the same time, and I was blessed with the opportunity of doing zyarat in his presence.

The next morning, after fajar namaz, just before heading to the hospital, I did salam to Mufaddal Moula TUS and did shifa araz. Moula TUS acutely looked at me and said: “khuda shifa aape, Hamza AS no bakro karjo”.

Content and appeased we went to the hospital.

On reaching the hospital, the doctors said that they would require a blood sample exuding with cough before starting any treatment.

We all kept waiting, but I never coughed again.

A severe TB patient returned home without any medication, and the reason is evident.

Behn Maria Shk Mustafa Bhai Khumusi

Dubai, UAE

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Mu’assir Aisa Teri Marhamat Ka Marham Hai, Ke Zakhme Dil Ka Mere Ilteyaam Hota Hai

I was in Moulana’s RA hazrat aaliya, when He TUS was shown an X-ray of a Mumin Bhai.

I remember Moulana RA pointing at the X-ray in two or three areas and saying “yahaan block chhey, yahaan block chhey” and then pronouncing his Dua Mubarak.

The patient went in for a repeat X-ray and something unbelievable transpired.

There were no blockages! They had simply disappeared.

A touch did what the medical science couldn’t.

Sheikh Sharafali Bhai Diwan

Houston, USA

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A touch was required to heal what was concluded as uncureable by the medical science.

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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Surma’e Khaak’e Qadam Se Tere Ae Burhane Deen, Gai So Saal Ki Ankho’n Mein Ziya Phirti Hai

My father – Shk Ahmed Khairullah suffered from an accident 20 years ago, in which a bone in his nose was broken.

The broken nose didn’t make the face look very pleasant when he used to wear glasses.

Fortunately, Burhanuddin Moula RA was in Karachi at that time.

During a qadambosi bethak, my father got the sharaf of performing qadambosi.

When he came outside we noticed that his glasses were gone. Obviously misplaced.

We all thought of ordering a new one but something interesting had happened. As my father’s eyes had been blessed with the touch of Moula’s RA qadam mubarak, his eyes regained power and even though he was in his 80’s when he passed away, we never ordered a second pair of spectacles for him again.

Shk Noman Bhai Khairullah

Karachi, Pakistan

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Howe Zandaan’e Museebat Mein Giriftaar Ad’u, Tere Sadqe Se Muhib Ranjo Mahan Se Nikle

When my four year old son Yusuf was in Mombasa during Ashara Mubaraka, he developed a fever that lasted for 30 days. Following Ashara Mubaraka, Mamlook e Syedna returned from Mombasa and also developed a fever.

Father and son were allotted in adjoining rooms in the hospital. My wife Samina spoke to Sheikh Khuzema bhai Sheikh Abidally and requested him to submit an araz to Moulana Muqaddas RA. The araz was submitted to Moulana RA while he was in a car in London, UK.

After listening to the araz, Moulana RA said; “Yusuf and Mohammed, beve ne shifa thaase!” The fever receded immediately for both. As always, the doctors were spellbound. They call it a miracle till date.

M. Mohammed Bhai Saldiwala

Colombo, Sri Lanka.

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Kaam Kar Jaati Hai Jo Teri Dua’e Sehri, Kaam Wo Zor Se Hota Hai Na Zar Karta Hai

One day before traveling for Hajj in 1431 Mamlook e Syedna TUS suddenly got a severe heart attack. As a diabetic patient I didn’t feel any pain in heart and only felt nausea and pain in lower part of the food canal, which I considered a pain of duodenal ulcer, as I was also an ulcer patient. 

I was taken to a Kuwaiti Hospital and found out that I had a heart attack and I could not travel. I remained willful and traveled.

From Sharjah to Abu Dhabi I felt uneasy. I started reciting Ya Sayyed As Sohada’i and fell asleep. After a while, as my eyes opened, there was no pain or nausea.

In Makkah Mukarramah I was advised by Dr.Yusuf (Cardiologist in Khidmat) to get admitted on emergency basis, I was admitted for 3 days.

Meanwhile, I submitted an araz to Moula RA for Shifa through Amirul Haj Shahzada Abbas Bhaisaheb DM.

I received Dua Mubarak from Aqa Moula TUS and performed my Hajj without any problems and returned back to Sharjah.

I consulted the cardiologist, he carried out a stress test. After a short walk on the tread mill (1 minute 49 seconds), he stopped me immediately, and told me that my heart was so weak that if I would have continued for 3 more seconds I would have collapsed.

He was bewildered how did I managed to walk for hours during Hajj. My reports said it is impossible; he said. I knew who made it possible.

My doctor couldn’t find a medical explanation, and concluded my case as; a miracle.

Juzer Bhai Rampurawala

Sharjah, UAE

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Maah’o Sayyara Teri Zikr Barabar Kab Hai, Jo Hai Taseer Teri Kab Hai Sitaro Ke Beech

In 1434H, during the last days of Shaban, I felt unrest in my health. One day, just before Shehre Ramazan, suddenly I experienced difficulty in breathing. I was immediately taken to the nearest hospital and underwent a checkup.

I was told I had an asthma attack, and I knew what was next; complete bed rest.

Meanwhile, it was announced that Mufaddal Moula TUS will visit Karachi in the second week of Shehre Ramazan, and I did not want to miss the opportunity. I knew the only way was to pretend being all right, although I wasn’t, I was certain that staying back and not going will worsen my condition.

During Moulana’s TUS Safar Mubarak in Karachi, one day I felt severe pain in my heart. I restrained from complaining as I was allocated a Qadambosi pass for the same day. Bearing the discomfort and ignoring the consequences, I managed to reach the venue.

While I was in the queue, I started to sweat, and felt dizzy. I pressed myself further as I could already see Moulana TUS. Half-consciously, I did Qadambosi and could just pronounce; “Moula shifa” and was directed out of the queue.

I had just taken a few steps back when I heard a behnsaab calling “behn yahan awo moula bulawe che” I turned around and I saw Moulana TUS pointing towards me, and the next moment I was standing in front of Moula TUS again.

I was quiet, crying, and almost unconscious; I could only see Moulana TUS looking at me continuously. Moula TUS then directed me to stand beside his bethak, and after every few seconds, He TUS blessed me with his Mubarak nazar. I was confused, as well as all the ones who were present there, everyone was clueless of what was happening.

After a few minutes He TUS gave me raza and instructed; “Hamza AS ni zabeehat karjo”. The moment I came out, I almost fainted, and the next bit, I was being taken to the hospital.

When I came back to my senses, the doctor said; “your heart suffered two continuous attacks, of a degree one can hardly survive, and you didn’t know? Where were you?”.

Moula TUS instructed me to stand beside him for a precise time, I understood why.

I was somewhere, where nothing could hurt me; I told him.

Behn Bilquis Shk Zulfiqar

Rawalpindi, Pakistan

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