Following interview of Mulla Mustafa Nasikwala, Dubai, by Sakina Sh Noman Miyajiwala and Mudar Patherya

 As a member of Burhani Guards I was on duty on the ground floor of the Bani Yas Tower at Nasser Square in Dubai during Huzurala’s ashara visit of 1425. Maula was attending a ziyafat and a number of mumineen had gathered for a glimpse while he was leaving.


I can still see it clearly: one mumin bhai carrying a seven-year-old girl. When Maula emerged, someone submitted an araz on his behalf: "Maula, aa dikri bolti nathi."

Maula stopped, looked at the girl, placed his right hand on her shoulder and simply said: "Bol ya Ali!" No sound.

Maula told her a second time "Bol ya Ali!" The girl tried to utter, but again no sound.

 The third time, Maula said: "Zor si bol ya Ali!" By now dozens of people had their eyes trained on the girl, her face, her lips. They opened. She was making an effort. Suddenly, she uttered loudly "Ya Ali!"

What I heard next was like some celebration after a goal had been scored in some football final. The crowd roared ‘Allaho Akbar!’

 Another person touched, another life liberated. The Messiah was on his way.

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