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Thursday 23 August 2018

Foggy Night, ‘Lost’ and then ‘Found’ at Shrine of Hazrat Bahudin Zakirya


The fog surrounding the area
2017
The whole Punjab was blanketed under thick layers of smog and fog.  The evening was getting darker, and the first hint of winter hang in the air. I was standing with my friends outside the shrine of Hazrat Bhudin Din Zakriya in Multan. 

This place is usually crowded with devotees throughout the day, but at that time it was almost empty, even the shoes collectors were gone.
Foggy Night

Due to fog, the tomb was getting difficult to visible from the naked eye.  I had visited this tomb many times before, but that night the mood of this place was totally different. There was an ambiance of tranquility in the air. I was dropping down in the Deep Ocean of silence; I wanted to be alone at that time, I moved away from my friends and saw them leaving the premises of the shrine from a distance.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker that I could only see myself. There was feeling started that  I got lost in a foggy world. The illusion of time past, present, and future all exist together.  Suddenly, a precognitive dream started running in front of my eyes the whole tomb surrounding turned dark.  A state of fear triumphed over me; I started moving fast towards the tomb. As I entered inside and stand close to the grave of Hazrat Bahudin Zakria electricity shut down happened and the place almost turned black.

light shut down 

Humanity has been attempting to commune with the dead since ancient times. As far back as Leviticus, the Old Testament god actively forbade people to seek out mediums. The interest peaked in the 19th century, a time when religion and rationality were clashing like never before. In an era of unprecedented scientific discovery, some men of religion began to seek evidence for their beliefs. I questioned myself have you sought your evidence? I received the answer “yes you have found yourself”.


I hold the wooden supports along the grave and started reciting the Quranic verses and after finishing moved out of the place in a total state of peace.

Foggy night