Self Esteem

You have started recording and uploading my videos and others have also started doing the same … I talk in different styles at different places.

Many people watch it keenly, they phone call me and say that Dr. Shahb you sometimes talk about a lady doctor and tell different names regarding her… I am also compelled towards her … she is cautious about not telling her name… so somewhere Maina/Naina or somewhere you say Mamoona or sometimes you say your sister was ill and this happened… Sometimes you say you got pricked by a needle or sometimes you say … that lady doctor was conducting dua for some other patient of hepatitis B and I scolded her as I was her senior that what are you doing… so how is this possible?

And sometimes you say I went to Red light area and met Baba g 

During his physical existence Baba had strongly forbidden me from telling his name 

And when I met him while I was stuck… Even 1 year before that I had met him at Data Sahab but I was strongly forbidden to narrate about that meeting… I didn’t know at that time who or what he was … that is a separate story… He used to forbade me from narrating this story to anyone … so that …some other time 

So, all conversations that I told you through different ways that have so many names of hidden people

Now I got caught openly, and have to perform openly.

Elite people have elite tantrums. When they have high ranks then orders are to get their veils high … so I can’t say that

So I am the one who is wrong,I am playing frauds, I narrate false stories so it’s obvious that the lair doesn’t remember what he said in the morning or then in the evening. So you leave my meeting with Baba g, leave this thing that whether or not I met Baba g. 

It is possible that during his life I was the one hitting him with stones, or made fun of the name KAKI TARR. but do wht I am saying now that listen to Surah AlRehman, do the dua… Leave me, Dont entangle in my business. I am liar and I am admitting this. I am saying this today on camera , in front of everyone, there is no lie bigger than me in this universe.

I am a lie … white or not you guys watch that. I am a bit wheatish or tanned. So I am not… I am liar.

And others were saying that you have attained high spiritual levels. Look at my hands. No one knows about life so I am saying this on record that I am not the one with highly attained spiritual levels. I had tried to reach during life but fell very bad or was made to fall. So I am from the  fallen ones. 

Because of embarrassment I could not even tell that I have returned from spiritual levels.

Allah handed over the entire heaven and only said that Don’t commit this and we did that thing the very first moment. So were made to fall and were told to stay down there. 

So consider me an ordinary man.

I remember that lady who questioned me that: “which act of Baba g impressed you?  What Supernatural Occurance did you see?” I had neither seen any Supernatural Occurance from Baba g nor do I believe in any of it. The tremendous miracles Hazrat ‘Isa (A.S) and Hazrat Musa (A.S) have shown, people didn’t even believe that. 

They hanged one of them and left the other several times as when He (A.S) went to offer prayer and companions of Hazrat Musa (A.S) used to disappear. Whenever He (A.S) descended down mount sinai there used to be a new tale.  

Otherwise there were several miracles.

Hazrat ‘Isa (A.S) was a complete miracle himself from his birth and onwards what did people believe. And who’s did they treat Him (A.S).

So a Supernatural Occurance is a lesser thing in comparison.Connect with the Benevolent Instead and ask for his Benevolence.

In love (ISHQ) the desire to have Supernatural Occurance is Haram.

If you get connected with the Benevolent then Supernatural Occurance would b the dust of your feet.

Anyhow, it was not long since I met Baba, so today I will tell the real event .. I have briefed it down when I narrated it earlier that I was driving the car although at that time I didn’t know how to drive car I say so to brief it down.

Baba g used to call Kamran (Kami, my youngest brother) MY DRIVER was driving the car, Baba g was sitting in front and I was sitting at the back. 

We came from the side of Red light area, Lady Willingdon and we took a turn as Baba g had to come our home. 

Whenever Baba g wanted to hide from the world or wanted to take some rest then He used to come our home that He named as PAGAL KHANA (mental asylum).

He used to say to my mother that entitle a plate of PAGAL KHANA (mental asylum) outside of your home. I don’t know what He meant but he used to say that “I  was looking for 1 of your kind ( pagal) but ended up finding the whole home like you.”

But when other people used to argue with him that Baba g we were looking for you for several days. He used to say that I have no idea which drug this Pagal Doctor gives me … I can’t sleep anywhere, can’t find peace anywhere, maximally 2-4 minutes and Baba gets up … but I don’t know what these pagal do with me that Baba keeps sleeping for 3 days.

And used to argue with him that “ Baba g do you come here to sleep?” We would ask him something and he would keep on sleeping.

He had chosen a room up stairs, and would come saying where is Baba’s portal (Astana)? And Baba g would go to portal (Astana).

He had his own whim… anyhow hardly 2 months had passed since We met Him. 

And yes he was Baba g and I was a renowned Doctor , an arrogant doctor at that time serving for Ittefaq Hospital and if you would say I’ll tell those stories as well that how arrogant I was. 

Miyan Shareef sahab won’t take medicine without asking me. He would gather prescriptions from around the world and would secretly say  that these are not my prescriptions but of prime minister’s father, tell me which medicine should be taken from these.

Me an arrogant Rajpoot would point out that these are medicines for heart while rest are Fancy drugs.These was a Dr. Tousi from England, one prescription was from a foreigner some from Lahore’s well known doctors. One was from my head of the department, Moazam Ali Mirza who is my teacher, a renowned doctor.Although he had all these prescriptions still we used to ask me may be he had a certain IQ. 

He had noticed that entire hospital’s staff would line up to meet him. He used to wear shalwar and half sleeved dress shirt, was short heightened. This was the dressing of Miyan Shareef, he was a dervish kind of a man. I was heightened and he had to jump to talk that was his style of conversation so he had noted while coming to ICU that this person remains engaged with his work and is arrogant so may be he thought that he may advice me impartially.

So after completing the round he would ask me to spare a minute and would join me in my office meanwhile MS and the rest of hospital’s staff would be shivering, thinking that Javed Sahab is an informer and Miyan Sahab is taking hospital’s report that added upto my respect. 

He did this 2-3 times during the time span of 10 years that He would take out 3-4  prescriptions saying that these are not my prescriptions but of prime minister’s father, tell me which medicine should be taken from these. He was a footloose person. 

So I used to tell him and he would ask me to write medicines on a plane paper, put it in his pocket and thank me.Hospital’s staff would fear me thinking I am some special person of Miyan Sahab irrespective of the fact that he might not know even my name. 

But I had my arrogance that I was advising over the prescriptions of my own professors.

The ICU skill was what my teachers had taught me… but got attached with Baba g because of my own issue. We used to go with Baba g on Patrol(GASHT). It was 10-11am and we had to go to Model Town and we got an idea in only 2nd or 4th time in a month that we won’t  reach model town in half an hour it is possible that we might not reach  model town till 6pm.

Baba G would say turn here or stop there and would go to some newspaper’s office and would talk to some with love and to others he would show his stick. If someone would ask him what’s this? He would replay saying this is”ZULFIQAR” (no idea what that meant) or sometimes He would say that this is the “FIRST SWORD OF ISLAM”. Then I found out that swords of wood were used during the Battle of Badr. 

Or sometimes He would say that this is Weapon. And if He would come across a preacher kind of a person He would say that this is also SUNNAH. We have to fulfill atleast a SUNNAT. You have grown a long beard and I am holding a stick. Many lovely answers He had.

So this was not compulsory that if Baba g is taking us, we can reach Model town at once or get to my home.He might reach by evening doing several chores along the road. 

Although if anyone calls me during that for dua, Baba g would ask that person to get to your home as Baba is also coming there. Similarly, if he gets call,  he would tell them, that I am with insane doctor(Pagal Dr) going to his home, you also come there. Family would know by that time that Baba g is coming and people are gathering there, my wife would prepare tea for them all. She only had this arguement with Baba g all her life that by the time I get free, you go to sleep.

She would serve guests and Baba g after telling, may go for exhortation in Secretariat or Court or anywhere along the way. The Patrol(GASHT) had just started, we had to go to Model town , Kami (Kamran) was driving and I was at the back seat and it was raining. Winter rain results in more chilly weather, it doesn’t washes dirt as such… creating a sorrowful atmosphere.

As soon as we turned from Laddy Willingdon towards Datta Sahab, an old man of 60-70 years, wearing an old Pant,Coat but he had carried  his sense of style. 

Now he was getting soaked in rain and looking here and there out of concern for conveyance.We both (brothers) had this habit.Kami (Kamran) stopped the car near him, (he was standing on walkway). I opened car’s door and said to him that: “come inside  the car.” 

(He paused there, he was holding a torn umbrella so he was getting wet.) 

He refused saying your car will disfigure.

Tonga would be coming in sometime, I have to go to Bhatti, Lohari.I replied: “ you come along as we are going there.”

He refused saying your car will disfigure.

(Means he had this status). Baba g like a heron, is sitting in front holding his stick. We used to call him that. He used to say that himself: “Beta Baba (My Child)! Be a heron otherwise you’d get caught.” 

No idea what that meant! So, he was acting like a heron, silent, indifferent to what activity you have started.Now, when I asked again to the same elderly person. He said that I am all wet and your car will get dirty.

A few drops were already dripping on the seat so I smiled and said: “ The car is getting wet anyways, join us as.”

The poor thing was forced so he joined us. I remember it even today that he sat in such a small place even in the car, so it would get wet as little as possible.He kept blessing us. He was Urdu speaking, may be had Suffered from the heat and cold of time, he kept on saying you gave an undue favour.I told him that we are going to the same area. 

He said about weakness of bones and abused something about his body.

Anyways when we reached Bhatti Chowk, we were supposed to go straight towards Model Town, But Kamran turned the car towards Lohari.He said: “where you guys have to go?” I replied: “ we are going to this side.” Although we didn’t have to go there. 

That was hardly 1 km, turned the car, reached there and from far away he started calling out referring to stuffed horses there that drop me here, that is my house in front. 

There were small houses in front of the mosque. I remember that a sackcloth was hanging in front of the door, but in the middle there was a large side road, so he was saying just drop me here and I’ll go now.

But it was a heavy rain. Kamran stopped the car right in front of him door. He got out of car, blessed us a lot but was not going indoor now rather standing there thanking us. Baba g remained silent during this whole time. 

Kamran was about to take a UTurn now, as we have to come back, so Baba g suddenly put his hand on his shoulder and said: “ Drive the car straight.” We went straight, since Baba g didn’t speak so we crossed Lakshmi Chowk, Circular Road, Do Moriya Pull(name of a bridge) and reached Railway Station.Now I asked from back, as I thought Baba g might have fallen asleep so I should remind him that where we need to go. So I said:”Baba g! where we need to go?” He replied: “ wow (my child)! We have to go to Model Town, we are  going to your home.”

I said: “ Baba g! We needed to go to Model Town from Bhatti Chowk, where have you come in such a rush.” He said:” I said so because of that elderly man.” So I got kept quiet for a few moments. I was also a preacher(Moulvi) from inside so, I replied: “ since I lied that we have to come to this side, so you probably thought the my lie should become truth so I don’t end up committing a sin.”

Baba g sometimes used to get annoyed. So He said: “What do I care of your good and evil?, lie and truth. I said because of him, that poor man's self-esteem was about to plummet.” 

I got numb, got quite, no idea if we’ll ever meet that person ever that his ego would get hurt or his self-esteem would plummet, or he would be reminded of our favour that we came here because of him. I used to do this often even offer lifts now as well , but definitely would turn my car back in front of him so he would know I came here. Although I don’t want anything from him but the purpose is that next time he should also behave like this like if they have to go 2-4 km away they should go. 

And sometimes I don’t even drop sometimes most of you when have to return back at night tell that you don’t have conveyance and I ask you to call Careem(cab).Because now I’m in search of Kareem, everyone has his own Kareem. So, I don’t do it now. Anyways, then they’ll reply smiling that I also have a car. All with me are tricksters. They dodge.

So this act of Baba g that his self esteem will plummet. After this I neither thought anything about Baba g, nor bothered to weigh any of His words. I felt so small in front of him just because of this act. I had read it even in Quran that Don’t Remind after doing favour.

Universities, parents, society and teachers did educate about this. But at such a fine level, we don’t even know that person and don't know if we will meet again still his self esteem shouldn’t be hurt. Although somehow he’s come under the burden of kindness still after that the way Baba taught us this was a huge Supernatural Thing for me.

The application of Quran (that is the greatest miracle of the universe of Prophet Muhammad PBUH)in practical life that He made us understand  was enough to stun me or to surprise me. Shams threw all the books of Rumi into water. So that day I understood what was the real light and what is Wisdom or plenteous good? 

Being arrogant just by passing a few subjects of medicine and by reading the books written by others that we have a lot of knowledge whereas being a wise man himself and then sharing that wisdom is something else.So this act of Baba g … if you ask me that which act of Baba g got you to affix with him? I havent joined rather twisted and turned.

Lover or Beloved

Love someone. Metaphorical love is important. So you are in metaphorical love, or not? Divine has made you to scream out. Metaphorical is very cruel. Are you fond of becoming a lover or beloved? 

I’ve no idea. You’ve already went through so much I can’t pray for you. May Allah keep your love safe. Keep loving Allah’s creations unconditionally. 

 Don’t even take their thanks. Don’t even expect thanks from them. Don’t turn back to them else they will run away with joggers. 

Keep doing good and throw it in the river (forgetting it). River of mercy! Don’t even care for repayment. Revive the dead hearts. Keep telling this dua (meditation). 

Keep introducing people to Allah. Revive the dead hearts. Like a heron. Have you ever seen a heron, sleeps while stands on 1 leg in river? 

Would it actually be sleeping? Crocodile is also there. These crocodiles and evils are always with us, no matter how big heron is. 

 Irrespective of that, isn’t he sleeping in the middle of the river? When it sees fish of its taste; he eats it and then sleeps again.

Poor fish consider him sleeping. They are playing near it. But it’s at aim for bigger fish. And Allah already made you Veterinarian. 

Keep converting animals to humans. Lions, cheetahs, horses, foxes, pigs turn them into humans with love. 

With love. Love the sinner so much that he becomes lovely.

Baba is unconditional love - (Share, everything is possible with the help of Allah.)

Assalam o alaikum wa rehmatulahi wa barakahto’h! That's very beautiful and millions of thanks to Allah that we got him by His grace and got so much that he got us started to share himself ahead.

All Kakis and kakas of Baba have Allah and as much as they share him ahead, He gets that much more, doesn’t decrease and that’s His grace.

And that’s all about the duty to share this ahead; unconditional love, unconditionality and Selflessness. 

This is not the perfection of a single person. And if it’s a perfection of someone then that’s God or Baba. Rest I want to give a simple example like; Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan is a very successful, beautiful singer.

But is it only the perfection of Nusrat? His orchestra, drummer’s, harmonium, different clapper’s, other co-singer’s, poet’s, director’s…Doesn't anyone have a perfection? 

Or in a film that we watch is it only the perfection of hero, heroine or the visible actors. They are just actors. Don't know how many people have a part in making that film.

And all of them are important at their places. They all are there to make it a successful: film, song, action, match, project. Some people definitely are on front.

But that’s none of their perfection. To me, this is a bigger test for them. This thought shouldn’t cross their mind that this is happening because of me.

Or this is my excellence, performance, or individual ability. Absolutely not! 

And the silent actors that are in background whose names no one know for me their test is that they shouldn’t think Oh! I’m not in front or I should’ve been hero/heroine. 

All do their best on their respective places. And this all generates a beautiful song that we all listened together yesterday.

قلبِ لطیف و سلیم کی علامات — Symptoms of a delicate heart

Assalam o alaikum! You've caught it and messaged right away kaki g that this is rubbish, and we don’t … your conversation... this is not the point...

Understand what I mean by this incident that I once might have told in this group previously that during the caliphate of Syedna Abu Bakr Siddiq, there’s a narration that I’ve heard or read somewhere that 2 Christian Monks preached the gospel to all Muslims.

They said it’s Quranic Book and we have a heavenly message; you people listen to it. And if it’s based on truth, it will affect your hearts. And if not then give us something from the book you have and if that’s based on truth, it will effect our hearts.

Syedna Abu Bakr Siddiq in the presence of all the companions said to them: “You present your (holy) message that you have from your heavenly book and then we will tell you something from Quran.”

So they recited some verses of Gospel and all listened silently after that Syedna Abu Bakr Siddiq ordered the companion who’s recitation was very beautiful to recite Surah e Maryam. So when he recited Surah e Maryam; both of those Christian monks were in an intense condition and starting weeping and they cried out: “No doubt! what we have is not complete.”

“This book is the absolute truth, and this is the complete message that our hearts were searching for, and we believe in it.” And they became Muslims. 

But many companions present in the palace asked Syedna Abu Bakr Siddiq and he himself became a little confused. They all said that recitation was done at the same time and these 2 got effected but we didn’t like they continued weeping and the way they fretted.

Prophet (saw) said: “Indeed, our hearts are hardened.” 

And they were looking for the truth They had Insatiety and we understood that we had found the truth. So…

Find the rest of this narration and read it by yourself … I don’t want to disturb the arrangement of His (saw) words…There’s a hint in it, that’s the point, ponder on this.

Whenever people speak in this group may it someone be reciting Naat, Darood or reading stanza or telling something about themselves that sounds silly.

Or it seems as if this kid doesn’t know to speak, speaking back and forth. People who are in search, listen and see it with a non-biased and non-arrogant eye; collect pearls from it.  I'm used to talking … spoken.

soul’s relation

Dr. Hassam mentioned that veil came from there when he went to India and Baba g kept loving it after wrapping it on himself. Consider this as an award/reward of elders. I would say this an acknowledgment, symbolisation of love because this is not a bodily relation. This is the relationship of soul. 

This is the relationship of spirit. It’s that spirit of unconditional love. It’s an acknowledgement. Like when Hazrat Umer and Hazrat Ali met Hazrat Owais-e-Qarni. Syedna Umer called him after seeing the signs of his body so Hazrat Owais-e-Qarni replied to him: “Waalikum Assalam! Ya! Umer, Ya! Ali.”

They asked him: “How did you recognize us?” He replied: “My soul has recognized yours.” Now! It’s not like that if He was more spiritual and they were not. This is a point of phase and dong go deeper into this. Just read this incident and consider this instead of going into stupid argument that whom is in front and whom is behind.

بابا جی کا گلشن — Baba's Garden

I said: “Baba g is my belief.” What’s Baba? Baba is everything for me. Baba g is a gardener he has planted a beautiful garden that has all kinds of fruits, plants, flowers, trees, bushes and thorns like me and It is growing slowly. 

Coming time will tell what’s it. A beautiful garden of different types of flowers. Each has its own; glory, fragrance, colors. Alright! And Baba g is gardener of this entire garden and is taking care of it.

Its fragrance is bound to spread all over the world and is spreading. You see with the eye of love. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, just as flaw is in the eye of the beholder. What do I have to become?  

Lord has already made me whatever he wanted me to be and even in future his WILL will continue and only He will become. I can't become anything on my own. Assalam o alaikum!

منچلے کا سودا — Valorous’s deal

Let me say one last thing about pain that as  little bit of pain as I have, even if someone gives me the whole universe, I will not make a deal, I will not give my pain. But most of you are shouting: “pain, pain.”

I’m making an open offer to you all in this group or anyone else that know; you all have this open offer from me that make a deal with me of your pain. Give me your pain but I’m already telling you that I won’t give my pain to anyone on any condition.

Even after taking whole universe, I won’t give it. But from my side it’s an open offer instead of me steal it. You can hand over your pain to me at the desired price. Make a deal with us. 

What is the logic that He’s not ready to give pain and ready to take pain? Is this pain so precious?

بہترین چرواہا — The best shepherd

Neither am I someone’s Murshid (spiritual guide) nor have I any follower. Whenever I have made someone, I made him my mentor and stayed a pupil myself. My hand has always been beneath. I am from beggars; I ask for the well being of you all.

And ask for well being from all of you. May Allah protect you all from my evil. Whoever, wherever and whenever he met me during Baba g’s physical life and even now I have introduced him to Baba g. And they all are directly Baba g’s kakas, Kakis.

I don’t own anyone of them. I don’t own them because I’m myself not capable of this. Baba g used to say that: “The best shepherd is that even if he falls asleep, his sheep will not go anywhere else.”

How EGO Dies?

Yes! Kaki g what’s ego? How does it die? Has my ego died or not? Or who killed it? Or how it died? Dear! I only have ego. I’m in intense love with ego. My ego is dear to me.

And I know that it will not die. And it will never die. It’s everlasting and I love it very much. That’s all I have.

After all, what’s this ego that Dr. Muhammad Javed Ahmed loves? 

Just think!

What is True Righteousness-Policeman Story (असल हिदायत क्या है? पुलिस वाले की कहानी)

What is True Righteousness-Policeman Story 

असल हिदायत क्या है? पुलिस वाले की कहानी

 

I’m narrating from 2003, it was not long since I met Baba g, I was new in offering dua to others…. Dua , Allah I remember … You are talking about police .They are very good people. Departmental Over hauling is going to happen.

We blame them of many things, but they are beneficial as well. There are a few mistakes too, that get committed by all. So I remember, I was ready and about to leave for hospital from home, our very old domestic helper was entering from the front.

She stopped me while crying (who was absent from 1-2 days) and straight away asked me for Rs.3,000. At that time my salary was Rs.15,000. I asked her: “everything’s fine? , what happened?” She said if you have Rs.3,000 give me. Police has arrested my son and 2nd night has passed today. I knew his son was 9 years old and he used to play there. I asked: “what has he done?, what happened?”

She started telling me: “he was playing cricket with administrator’s {Nazim’s} son” (at that time people from local government were called Nazim {administrators } but now a days there are counselors).  We all knew that administrator’s {Nazim’s} son that we would go to his roof anytime and start firing in air as he had a fair amount of weapons and would start off any such thing. Though he was 13-14 years old but his father didn’t maintain any code of conduct for him.

She continued: “they somehow get into a fight while playing with administrator’s {Nazim’s} son. He and his friends beat him and administrator {Nazim} got him arrested. And today is the 2nd day and police is not releasing him. And they are asking for Rs.3,000 to get him bailed.” Although she was not very old but was aged and an old helper and was a MOTHER and they way she crying in distress, I felt were angry. And what you are referring to as youth’s passion and above all I had new passion of DUA as well and also had met Baba G.

I asked her to come along and I’ll talk to Police. Now if I honestly narrate in our village, my elders: my father or my paternal uncle (Taya G), my maternal and paternal families would very proudly say this thing 30-40 years back that neither of us has ever been to police station. Nor Police ever dared to come to our village. This meant something of respect or to be proud of that never happen such a fight that police would have to intervene. People would amicably decide and settle in the village council (Panchaiyat ) themselves.

There use to be no misemployment, or there was such a great mutual brotherhood, security but whatever it was they used to narrate it very proudly that none of us has ever been to police station for anything. It doesn’t only refer to going as a guilty. And now that same village of ours has this criterion of casting their vote to the respective person who can get the Policeman posted within a minute. This sad change in the society has occurred in these past 30-40 years. Anyways, I live in Model Town so after seeing that mother’s condition I asked her to come along and we went to police station although I had no experience of police station. I thought that I will go there and maximally someone would be serving at a window and deal, I’ll tell him as he might ask me. I’ll tell him the problem or give my testimony and will get the kid released.

Or I will tell the problem and I didn’t recognize what the circumstances became. As I went, there were 2,3 small rooms and that kid(9-10yrs) started weeping seeing her mother from the locker they had made at a side. That poor kid was locked up there for 2 days and along with him 2 drug addicts were sitting there, smoking cigarettes.  As he started weeping seeing his mother , the police man abused him but no one noticed me. Anyways I went to the room that I saw. I get to know that there is an editor and then sergeants. It was hot so a person was wearing a pant and vest (taken off his shirt).

Now, I went to the room and said aloud: “Assalam O Alaikum.” It felt as I’m invisible. I understood it later on that at that time this lady along me was my introduction so they probably knew why I was there.But I was very surprised that no one is noticing me, or replying Walaikum Asalam, Or asking me who are you , why have you come here. They were showing an attitude of WHO CARES. I am talking about 2002-2003. I tried to make some sound to get noticed anyhow the person who was a bit casual (in vest), said “Mr. (BAOU) what’s the matter?” I began: “this lady (AMMA) works at our home and may be kids started a fight in the street and administrator {nazim} got him arrested and she was telling about the bail charges you told her about to get the release so I am a doctor.”

He said:”you don’t appear so. And we have found hashish from him.” (from the kid). Now I was flabbergasted and that lady started weeping. And this was his style. I looked at that lady and she was saying: “nothing happened, they only fought and they  got him arrested. And now they are saying either administrator {nazim} would get him released or else are demanding Rs.3000 for the release. ” (simple lady was saying this all aloud)

Now I was standing worried that what I should do in this situation. I said to him:”I know her from childhood, she works for us and this child has grown in front of us.” No one is listening to me. Suddenly a man (with big beard, prayer mark on the forehead, 2 flowers on his uniform’s shoulder) came in and is about to enter a room from door’s blind. That door was entitled as SHO. Later on, I got to know that it means Station House Officer and that is Police station’s In charge. That person saw us, and then moved inside the room. I got relieved immediately thinking a pious, honest officer ranked man has come so ill talk to him now. I asked the staff: “Police station incharge has come?”  They looked at me but did not reply. I walked quickly and went inside the room from the doors blind. He was about to take his seat (Quaid e Azam’s portrait was there) and looked at me. That lady came along me inside.

I said: “Assalam o alaikum, I’m Dr. Javed and this lady works at our home and referred to her kid’s issue.” He replied: “He is a drug abuser.” I said: “He is 9-10 years old child and referred to his issue with administrator’s {nazim’s} son…” He said: “if administrator {nazim} will ask then I can release him as he reported the complaint and FIR has been registered.” That Lady while crying said: “administrator {nazim} is not home his family said he’s in Karachi might return after a week but they demand Rs. 3000.”

I asked Lady to keep quiet as Chaudhary Sahab has come. And I asked that man: “Be God fearing and settle this case as both mother and the son are worried. Have some mercy on their situation.” I didn’t know what to say. I said to fear God and release him. He asked me: “Do you know about God? Neither you have a beard nor did I ever see you in mosque.  Yet you came as his advocate here. People like you encourage such rascals in streets.” “Walk with anyone you want. Dr.Sahab we are not free and don’t lecture me about God. What do you know where is Allah, what is He and what God Fearing means.” He said something like that. This is an old conversation, I have forgotten a bit but I remember what happened in heat of the moment. I immediately replied him: “I don’t know about God but Ma-Sha-Allah, you have adorned a Palace of worship, even you have light, you might know Allah.”

He approached his stick that was placed nearby and said: “Should I tell you what is Allah? Or you are leaving?” Now I also forget about that lady as I was also young. I asked him: “Should I tell you something? Don’t go to mosque from now on.” I don’t know why I said so. He said: “Are you a big shot.” I replied: “I have asked you. You didn’t know before but now you will find out who Allah is.” He said: “Who is Allah?” I said: “are you Allah?”He jerked for an instance and said: “neither I am nor you are.” I replied: “yes, so you have known now that none of us is Allah. So stop being Allah and release this child.”

He said to me: “I will get hashish out of your pockets if I arrest you now.” I replied: “I told you that you don’t believe in Allah.” He stood up in anger. He said: “should I tell you about Allah and make you remember him. If we started beating you (tying hand and feet to the cot and hanging upside down) you would hardly bear 5 minutes and you would forget Allah as well.”  Anyways this was the limit to my fraud. I said to him very angrily: “I have told you that go anywhere you like …” He said: “are you leaving or not? Are you about to leave or should I arrest you?”  I replied: “No, I am leaving but you don’t go to the mosque.”

I was saying just like that: “you don’t go to the mosque from now on.” He asked: “what would happen?” I replied: “HE would be standing there. I am telling you now, ALLAH would be there.” Why I was saying so I didn’t know. I said: “you have known now that you are not Allah. You have discovered who is not Allah so you will also find out who Allah is.” I kept saying this and slowly coming backwards as well. I was conscious from inside that everyone has his own respect. Now I kept saying (you don’t go to the mosque from now on or else you will know) again and again as if I am a big shot of Mosque and left. Actually, I seldom go to the mosque. He abused aloud and sergeants also came from there saying: “Hey Mr. why don’t you understand. If you are such a big shot bring a lawyer along.” I came out of police station keeping my head down, feeling disrespect, thinking what have I done, or what was this all.

Remembering my Family’s, my father’s words that: “None of us ever went to police station.” Anyways, I heard that lady’s voice alongside saying to me: “Child, you talked to them unnecessarily. I only asked you but if you didn’t had the money you could have told me. You talked to them unnecessarily and got disrespected. I had forgotten about that lady. I looked at the lady and got a thought and withdrew Rs.3,000 from my pocket and my Allah is my witness that I had 35,000 in my pocket at that time, as far as I remember. 

I gave that Rs.3,000 to her and now the lady said: “no my child.” I said: “you go I am standing right here. Talk to them and tell them that I didn’t bring him here, I only asked for money, I had to ask him, he said ill go and get him released, he is insane so he came. You release my son.” Lady went and believe you me I was standing there and just after 15 minutes I couldn’t believe, and hadn’t think that this will happen and the lady is coming with his son holding her finger.

 I can’t tell you that in my entire life I never felt that much anger. Why it does I don’t know and I was free of any kind of fear and dread. The lady came near me to thank me and that kid might was about to hug me. I said to the lady you take him and go. So the lady was taking him and when she passed the street I went back to police station with the same speed and straight in to the police inspector’s room. He saw me like that.

I said: “I had told you that you don’t know Allah.” And along with that I withdrew the last 500Rs. bill that I had in my pocket. And with this I kept saying pointing toward the money: “this is your Allah; you should prostrate and pray to this.” I don’t know what I was saying. “Don’t go to mosque from now on.” Now I was repeating the same to him. I am not a praying, pious man yet bullying him. I don’t know why I am saying this to him. I felt he was a bit guilty conscious he did felt my point but kept on saying: “we would beat you (tying hand and feet to the cot and hanging upside down) you are mad.”

I replied: “yes I am insane nut you were sane (and kept saying this) this is your Allah, don’t go to mosque from now on, you should prostrate and pray to this.” After saying this I came back. The editor and other officer laughed. And from them I could hear 1 saying: “he is dealing fine with Choudhary.” Means they are having their own discussion and I have no idea. I came home in anger and went to work. For a few days that lady secretly from my mother and wife kept telling me: “my child I will return you 500 Rs. each month.”

I said: “its fine, we will see into this.” My Allah compensated me from somewhere. But I was getting bothered with the fact that when first that lady came to me at gate for Rs.3,000 that police was demanding. At that time this Hadith came to my mind: “الراشی والمرتشی کلاھما فی النار . I feared that “Both the bride taker and bribe giver are in Hell.” So, I will help her in some other way, this was my actual concern as far as I knew Islamiyat.

But I was failed in Social Studies, I didn’t know about:  Social Studies, ground realities. A few days passed, I think 2-3 months passed or may be more time than that. 1 day doorbell rang and our maid was young at that time. She came and told me: “Brother (Bhai Jan), the Police van is outside and there is a man along.” Now, in our home this is also considered bad that Police came to someone’s home or at someone’s gate or even in the village(as I told).

Now it didn’t even come across my mind so I thought why police has come to our home. I went outside, and there was a police van outside with 2 officers sitting inside and may be a driver, while a clean shaved man dressed in a Shalwar Kameez was standing infront of our gate.  I neither recognized him nor paid any attention towards him. I was just looking at the van. I was talking to police officers that simple dressed man do looked familiar but till then I wasn’t able to identify him.

That man suddenly fell on my feet and said: “Seek forgiveness for me.” And those officers sitting in the van are laughing. I had no idea and was trying to make him stand and was asking: “Who are you? What’s the matter? And whom do you want to meet?”

He said: “I am Choudhary.” I then recognized him and took him inside towards the drawing room, thinking what happened to him. I asked him: “come inside. What’s the matter, what happened?” Now I was thinking that maybe he went through an inquiry and he is thinking that I made that happen. Although I didn’t talk to anyone I didn’t have any of such contacts that I would do such a thing. He was shivering strangely.

Anyways it’s a strange story. He came inside, I was trying to make him on the Sofa but he would sit on the floor.  I asked him to sit up, but he again sat below. Sometimes he grabbed my feet and kept weeping and I thought what the matter is. The way those officers would look at him laughing making fun of him so I couldn’t understand as what was the matter. Any ways to cut it short, the story he narrated while crying: “from that day onwards going inside the mosque is a later thing. If I only listen to Azan my urine passes.”

This was his wording: “I shiver and my urine passes, I cannot maintain my ablution. I was not able to pray since that day, I couldn’t go to mosque since that day. And whenever my staff wants to tease me they pass near the mosque and I jump from the van.” May Allah forgive. I couldn’t understand anything. And he kept saying to me: “Seek forgiveness for me.” I told him that there is no such thing. Allah loves you the same as He does to me. Anyways, I hugged him. Conducted this meditation therapy for him. He shivered and wept a lot. Barely he had done this therapy. He asked: “Pray for me that my prayers, ablution and the rest should get restored.” I said: “dear, I don’t know these things. You do this therapy of saying Allah thrice and drinking this water and I am telling you that this is your meeting with real Allah. You have become God fearing. I will name it Regard of God and lucky ones are blessed with.

He refused saying: “ Dr. Sahab that day the way you pointed towards money (Quaid e Azam’s picture on the bill) and said this is your Allah, that time I felt like dying, banging into the wall. You kept if asking if you are Allah?” 

I said: “ I don’t remember like this. I was angry as there was no respect for a human. I came to you on foot, She is a lady with grey hair have some regard for her , an innocent child. I believe some Choudhary Sahab/administrator (Nazim) used his power in favour of his son to get this child arrested. You kept him for a night that was enough now, you are reporting about Hashish or demanding Rs.3,000. 

That maid worked at my home at that time for about Rs.1,500 so from where she can give you Rs.3,000. He said: “ sir G, I didn’t take all the money alone this is monthly.” I don’t know about these terms.  He continued: “ from 1000 Rs. I only get 100 Rs. But Dr. Sahab I want to say one thing that I Repented with all my heart. I don’t touch even a penny now. But they are posting me to Pattoki. Where would my children go? And my wife also has said that I will not have Haram so don’t bring Haram money home. She used to forbade me before as well. But I wanted my children to study in better schools. I got them admitted in government schools. But Dr. Shahb now I have been posted to Pattoki, where would my children stay there….” Now what should I do about this matter. I replied: “Allah is sovereign. You repented for the sake of Allah?” He said: “ I have repented.” I said: “ then it is the best thing. Don't worry, Allah is with you. You keep drinking water after this dua.” With great difficulty I sent that man saying: “ you won’t be afraid of Azan anymore, now nothing will happen to you. You should have friendship with Allah. Just go with love.” Whatever I said to the poor guy. Prayed and hugged him. I was also afraid within; that what Allah will do. What’s has happened. But consoled him. I said to him: “ if you have repented for the sake of Allah, then I am telling you; Allah will be with you. Stop Reasoning and just see what He will do for you.” 

Now he was returning me 3,000Rs. I refused to take that so he continued: “ my wife has saved this Halal money.” I refused saying: “ No, I won’t take them. I don’t know from where that lady gave this to you. You leave this thing and go.”After further passage of time about 6-8 months that man showed up very happily in his uniform, although his uniform was different. The policemen would understand. At that time motorway was built newly about 3-4 years would have passed. Motorway police was under employed so he got transferred to Motorway police. There he might had better salary, more bonuses, didn’t know what it was.He was very happy, came to me and said: “ this betterment happened. Kids are also studying here. My duty is from Lahore to Shaikhupura.” I have thought about it several times that what was this story. when Allah wants to direct then He can make any resource. If slightest fear of God is still inside you and it pinches you, you get embarrassed, He deletes all the previous data and blessed you from such spots that are beyond your understanding. Stop calling the police bad, it's not their fault. Go sometime and see where they are living; the barracks they have been allotted. 

I think about it several times that if army personal gets so much respect then why doesn’t the police man get it although his duty is same. But then I noticed at elections when I went to cast a vote in my village; that an army man no idea if his gun’s empty or not but is standing right there in the sun where his officers asked him to although a shady tree is right beside him. He won’t move to the shade, he is just standing there while 3 police men also have the duty there but they have gone to eat something in the corner. Now, respect for army’s solider is for this reason. He should’ve been feeling:  appetite and sun.  Many of us (plato’s) would ask him to get in the shade, use your senses but no for him order is an order. He is standing there. He is hungry but he knows I will get my meal(from my department).  We don’t wait that much because we are not trained for that. 

But I have met many lively and honest police officers, some are from my relatives or friends and when i investigated this along with them. You are just dealing them like that, You should make them feel pride about their work as they are doing a great job.

They are the true solider on a 24hr duty for  prevention of deterioration in the society. The solider on border will go if there will be war. he is fulfilling other duties, inside out, intelligence’s, border’s and all such duties.

These poor are on a 24hr duty and their company includes wagabond they have to live with them and rehabilitate and still have no training about that. We have made fun of them. Otherwise we have an example that when in (Punjab) Lahore when this department had recruited in Pervaiz Elahi’s government those traffic wardens are respected a lot. Otherwise we remembers that from matric till 2002-2003 traffic wardens were teased by all. But then these traffic wardens (recruited in Pervaiz Elahi’s era) are respected a lot. Why is it so? Because they were properly trained and they were made to know the pride of their work that it a very big deal and how are you supposed to talk to citizens. You are deputed by Allah and Allah will be watching over you and you need to deal with respect. 

And they were paid fairly. When you  care about their rights then they will perform their duty. But if you don’t care about their  rights or you will cause deterioration in the society. 

If the top gross will be corrupted, then it will surely spread to lower levels. When courts would not be holding justice then it will be accustomed for wrongdoers to get higher rank. When this criterion will be erased from the society, how is money earned.

To respect for Nobel, pious, honest, and trustworthy, righteous man then a corrupt man will do hidden corruption.  In the same society just about 40-50 years ago people would secretly have readymade ghee, it was embarrassing to have Dalda ghee because they are not having real ghee.It was not considered good to eat broiler chicken, that guest was considered respectable and for him Natural breed chicken would get slaughtered. 

But we are making this a custom to create short cuts, fast solutions in every aspect irrespective to the means, with no consideration for rights and wrongs. When we have done this, we all have been trapped. Keep your thoughts positive, stick to the Truth that is Allah. You are permitted when sometimes you have to leave your right to avoid fight but when you have to take a stand on the Truth like Hussain (A.S) then it does not matter everything goes in the process.

It is very easy to say we are Hussaini but to be one or stand there is very hard. May Allah never make one experience Karbala in his life but remember this that we all get through these Tests in our lives according to our levels. We are not on His level but Yazeed, Shimr, Hussain (A.S), Allah, Muhammad(S.A.W), Ali(A.S), Abbu Bakar(R.A), Usamn(R.A) are all within ourselves. Our character decides who is our hero or with whom; - we are attached to or are following in real (practical). 

Theories and speeches everyone… 

The guys who slaughtered girls in Kasur maybe he has hanged. May Allah forgive us I have seen videos of that man. He used to recite Manqabat, naats, sloganize for Prophet (PBUH) and Hazrat Ali (A.S) and all but practically whatever he did to the little girls. May Allah have mercy on him. 

What’s outwards and inwards this guidance is from Allah whoever gets it.

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