THE SAINT OF JALALABAD - Part 5
- Category: Episodes & Lessons from the Life of Hazrat Moulana
The Journey of Taqwa
In our previous issue, it was mentioned that Hadhrat Moulana Maseehullah Rahmatullahi alayh, despite being unwell and weak, accepted the heartfelt and sincere invitation to visit Pakistan extended to him by his family, friends and Mureeds. The enthusiasm, fervor and passion of his acquaintances who longed for his companionship stirred and encouraged him to undertake the challenging journey. Hadhrat was approximately 79 years old. Afte Fajr Salaah, he broached the subject of undertaking the journey with this writer in a very informal, brief manner. He mentioned that further discussions would continue after breakfast.
And so we met after breakfast. A few fortunate souls planning a journey that would touch the lives of scores of people. In a simple village called Jalalabad, some serious issues were going to be discussed which would affect many lives’. Present in the meeting was Hadhrat’s son, Bhaijaan Rahmatullahi alayh, two other close khaadims of Hadhrat and this writer. Dates for the departure and return were proposed and analyzed. The visa requirements were discussed. Time was short as the Siyaanatul Muslimeen Jalsa which Hadhrat wished to attend, was due to begin in a few days. It appeared impossible to get the visa and the bookings done before the Jalsa commenced. There were murmurs of concern and worried frowns until someone exclaimed excitedly:
“Hadhrat, I remember that during your previous trip to Pakistan, a very prominent person had sent a letter addressed to the Pakistani Ambassador based in Delhi to assist with your visa application. The visa was immediately granted. By presenting the letter at the embassy, Insha-Allah, the visa could be obtained today. Hadhrat, I know where that letter is!”
Everyone was overjoyed at this good news beside Hadhrat who was thinking deeply. The letter was brought and read aloud. Yep, this was it! The visa was as good as issued. We were staring at one another, celebrating with glittering eyes at our good fortune and the “help of Allah”. Hadhrat was also staring deeply… but he was staring at something else.
“I am just thinking that this letter to the Ambassador was meant for that journey and it may not have been intended to be used for this current journey which I wish to undertake. I do not feel right to use it now.”