*robbery rage* *Hamid Mir* * We had heard a lot of stories about the amazing corruption of politicians. Yesterday afternoon we had the opportunity to hear the corruption stories of a man who, who, who, who, who, for many years, years, years, years, was both a wonder and anathema to many politicians. This person's name was Faiz Hameed. *I thought that I knew a lot about the person, person, person, person, but yesterday I met three such personalities at a friend's place, and after listening to their conversation, I felt that Faiz Hameed is not the head of any intelligence agency but of an underworld gang from 2019 to 2021. were* *After hearing the stories of Faiz Hameed's looting, I had to admit that there are other places beyond the stars and there are many more tests to trace Faiz's corruption.* * A businessman present in this gathering did not say anything that was heard, but he was telling his own bait. In 2021, a false case was made against him,him,him,him
The girls were pas
sing through the door of Madrasah Azizia, shocking everyone with the most careless of their performances
Hazrat
Shah Muhammad Ismail may Allah have mercy on him
Looked at them!
Hazrat asked his companions who are these?... They told that Hazrat these are prostitutes and they are going to a dance party.
Hazrat Shah Sahib said..
Well it turns out,
But tell me which religion they belong to?
He said that this religion is defaming Islam.
They call themselves Muslims.
When Shah Sahab heard this, he said:
Accepted that he is bad-mannered and evil-doing, but in terms of being a talker
We are sisters of Muslims.
So we have to advise them,
It is possible to turn away from sin...
The companions said, what effect will the advice have on them?
Rather, the one who advises them will be discredited
The king said:
So what happened?
I will continue to fulfill this duty no matter what!
Colleagues submitted. Hazrat!
It is not advisable for you to go to them.
You know that around town you
There are religious opponents.
No opportunity to discredit you
Leaving..
You said I don't care at all.
I will definitely recommend them!
After this sincere determination, he came home with a sincere determination to preach truth and reform.
Dressed in dervish dress and alone, he will reach the door of the heroine's mansion
And make a sound..
God bless! Open the door and listen to the poor man!
A few girls came hearing your voice...
He opened the door and saw an old man standing outside.
They thought that it was a poor poor man, so they brought a few rupees and handed it over.
But he went inside
Insisted and then went inside!
Shah Sahib saw that candles and candles were lit all around.. Prostitutes,
Tabla and
Beating to the beat of the drum.
The jingle of their anklets and curls has made a strange sound.
As soon as the heroine's eyes fell on this poor poor person, she was terrified.
She knew that in front of her was not a beggar in poor clothes,
Rather, Shah Ismail
are standing...
The one who
Grandson of Hazrat Shah Wali Allah
And Shah Abdul Aziz,
Shah Rafiuddin
And he is the nephew of Shah Abdul Qadir.
Naika quickly got up from her seat and stood in front of them with respect.
eloquently stated:
Hazrat, why did you bother to come to us black cars?
If you had sent a message, we would have been at your service!
You said to Namahram without closing your eyes:
Big B, you have made people happy all your life..
Today, listen to the voice of the poor for a while!
Yes, we will listen to your statement with full attention!
Having said this, he told all the prostitutes
Take off your ankles
And by closing the tabla and drums
Ordered to listen to the sermon..
They all sat down.
Shah Asma Aeel (may Allah have mercy on him) took out Hamayl Sharif and Surah Al-Tain
Reciting Far Mai...
Your recitation is so inspiring
But it was so bad that the prostitutes became independent...
After that, you started the statement by translating the blessed verses in a lively way!
This address of his was not the address of the tongue to the ears, but it was the address of the heart to the hearts and the soul to the souls.
This address was actually the charisma of the divine inspiration that descends on the hearts of sincere sufferers like Shah Sahib and the true well-wishers of the Muslim Ummah!
When the tribes
When he heard the interpretation of the surah in the charming manner of Shah Sahib, he was shocked.
His hiccups stopped while crying.
When Shah Sahib saw the tears in his eyes, he turned his statement towards repentance
And he said that whoever commits a sin, he should seek forgiveness from Allah
Allah is very Merciful...
He also forgives, but he is extremely happy with the repentance of his sinners and black servants.
You explained so many virtues of repentance that their sobs stopped...
Through some means, the people of the city came to know about this sermon.
They came running and the roofs of the houses
the walls
Squares and
Standing in the streets and listening to sermons,
The heads of the people began to appear!
Shah Sahib instructed him to get up and perform ablution and perform two rakats of Nawafil.
The narrator says that when she performed ablution and stood facing the Qiblah and prostrated during the prayer.
Shah Sahib stood aside and spread his hands in front of Allah and said:
O Muqlab al-Qulub!
Oh the situation!
I could only do so much in obedience to your order. They are lying in prostration. If you purify their hearts, forgive their sins and make them dignified, then there is nothing difficult for you, otherwise there is no pressure on you. ,
My prayer is that give them guidance and include them in good deeds!
Here Shah Sahib's prayer ended and here his prayer...
They woke up in the state that their hearts had been purified!
Now the king
Chastity began to explain the blessings of life and the virtues of marriage
He explained this subject in such a cheerful manner that all the prostitutes began to regret their life of sin and
They agreed to the marriage... So among them, the young women got married and the middle-aged women began to spend their lives by sitting at home.
It is said that the most beautiful of them, a woman named Moti, when her former acquaintances saw her in a noble state and simple dress grinding pulses on a hand mill for the horses of the Mujahideen, asked:
Was that life better in which you looked magnificent in silk and silk garments and were covered with pearls or is this life better in which you have blisters on your hands?
By God! I have never had so much pleasure in my life of sin as the water that comes from pricking the blisters on my hands with a fork while grinding pulses at the mill for the Mujahideen!
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