66. Shahab. Part 2
Please read blog 65 for continuity.
Nothing happened after that dream for about 3 months. Those 3
months were terrible. I thought I lost all my gains. I was in great anguish.
Then on June 9, 1938, I received my first letter from ‘Ninety’. I consider that
one of the few most important days of my life. The envelope was stamped 9.30
am, Jammu city. I received it the same day at 12.30 pm. Same day delivery was
impossible in city postal system. It was a hand written, 13 page letter in difficult
English. One half of the letter consisted of an analysis of my past life and
character, and the second half had orders, exercises, and my future plan. The
letter had some intimate details which nobody except me (and God) knew, and
some even I did not fully know. The letter was signed ‘ninety years old Fakir’
Who was Ninety? I don’t know. I have never met him or seen
him. Once I asked him, who are you? Where do you live? What is your spiritual
rank? The reply came: You will never find. As for rank, everybody is a traveler
on this path…………………………….
I received written instructions from him for almost next 25 years.
The instructions would come as letters, which I would sometime find under my
pillow, in a shelf, or sometime they would materialize out of thin air, in the
room, or outside walking. I had the orders to destroy them as soon as possible.
One time I thought of saving a little piece as a holy relic. As soon as I
thought of it, a letter came. It stated that in a few minutes lights will go
off, and my hands will be tied with live snakes for half an hour. I was
terrified. I asked for forgiveness, and said I won’t do it in future. Within minutes reply came. It said “ Ha Ha
. So you are afraid of just two snakes.
Have you ever thought of countless worms which will be in your grave, etc………….”
Islam’s holiest place is Kaaba. It is also called Bait ullah
or house of God. It is situated in Mecca, Saudi Arabia. Shahab did not seem to be much affected by
his first visit to kaaba. In contrast, he was full of fervor as he started
towards Medina, the second holiest city in Islam, where the holy Prophet is
buried in Masjid-a- nubwi. He was walking on foot in hot desert sand. He threw
away his shoes, as a sign of devotion. Burning heat sent waves of heat from
soles to head. Before he could get his first glimpse of the dome of the mosque,
he thought, his eyes should be purified from the filth of this world. What better purifying substance
than the sand of Prophet’s city . So he put a little bit of sand in his eyes.
Soon his eyes were red and he could hardly see. He started bumping into people.
In front of the mosque he was thrown on the pile of pilgrim’s shoes. The
guardian of shoes took pity on him and seated him on his mat. When asked by the
guardian what was wrong with his eyes, he told the story of putting sand. Tears
came in the guardian’s eyes. He helped him a lot. Gave food, shelter in his own
house, took him to a doctor, bought him medicine,
and a bus ticket . But most of all, authorized him to spend several hours at
night inside the mosque ( which was prohibited ). Shahab writes, that he got
the opportunity to sweep inside the railing of Prophet’s tomb, that holy place
on earth, with his eyelashes
There was a supernatural incident in the same mosque on some
other visit narrated by his friend Mumtaz mufti (see foot note) but I won’t
mention it here because it is not narrated by Shahab himself.
Shahab once spent a night, alone, in Masjid-a-aqsa , the
third holiest site in Islam, located in Jerusalem. He states:
When I was all by myself the holiness and history of the
place, swallowed me. I felt as if I was a dirty dog, which by mistake, had landed
in a palace made of precious glass. My teeth started chattering and I started
violently shivering. I had convulsions and I fell in a time tunnel in which
thousands of years of asleep history woke up. On scintillating highways, like
milky way, I saw the processions of great holy prophets. Streams of light
emerged from the dust of their feet. Prophets like Abraham, David, Solomon,
Moses, Jesus, and then the last prophet Muhammad (peace be upon
him)………………………………………………………………………..I saw great wonders of My God…………………..
Finally, an incident few days (?) before his death:
One day when he returned at 11:30 from his morning walk, his
face was red and eyes were shining, as if he was drunk, and trying to prevent
himself from reeling. He was sort of giggling with joy. One hand was closed in
a fist , while the other was on his heart. Seeing his state his sister Mehmooda
became perturbed……………………………………. . He said he got a prize that day. His sister
said that was nothing new, “All your life you have been getting prizes”. He said, this was the biggest, most
precious, and the last gift. I prayed for it for years. Begged for it. And
today I got it unasked. He told:
I did not feel well. One time I thought of going back , but
persisted. I reached the houses of naval headquarters. I rested by a wall, and
watched children playing a game. I closed my eyes. I heard a tiny voice saying’
Baba,Baba (old man)’ I opened my eyes. A little boy was standing with worried
look on his face. Then he said “do you want flour or money”(what you would say
to a common beggar). I caressed his head with love and said “both” he ran to
his home. He came back and said “mother says there is no flour, but have money”
he put a shining coin in my hand.
Why did shahab think that coin so important? I leave it to
your own interpretation
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Note. Lubbaik by Mumtaz Mufti
