I arranged to stay there to pray and request [ my wishes from Allah] that night. It was rainy and windy, so I asked the custodian, Abi Jaâfar, to close the doors of the illuminating chamber. Also, i requested him to permit [the people to make] that blessed place busy so that I could make private for praying and requesting, and stay safe from those whom I was afraid of visiting.
I got tired on the way to Mecca and fell behind after the caravan. I was disappointed with life and lied down on the ground on my back, almost moribund reciting ShahÄda, suddenly I saw our MawlÄ, the MawlÄ of the worlds, the caliph of Allah over the entire human beings. He (mgehr) stated, âGet up, O Isá¸¥Äqâ.
he was imprisoned by one of the rulers of Sultan Chormaqan for a long time, in a very hard and severe condition. Once, he saw the pious successor, the one who looks forward to the Emergence, [ImÄm MahdÄ« (mgehr)], in his dream. So, he cried and said, âOâ My MawlÄ! Intercede for me to get rid of this oppressor groupâ.
His Excellency replied, âRecite the âAbarÄt supplicationâ. Sayyid asked, âWhich one is âAbarÄt?â
one night we were getting together at the time of Isha prayer. All of a sudden, he called out that, âHurry up!â And when we rushed toward him, he said, âBe in hurry and find your SÄhib [mgehr], he left me a moment ago! But whatever we searched around, we couldnât find His Excellency! We came back and wondered, âWhat happened?!â
I told myself, âI will go out hungry anyway, and if I get perished, I will be relieved and otherwise, I will get to the caravan.â I came out of the gate and asked for the way, they showed me the two directions. I walked until the evening but did not get anywhere, then I realized that I lost my way.
I reached an endless desert where, nothing grew there, but the watermelon of Abu Jahl âKhiaratlkh. Due to the severity of my hunger and thirst, I cut about 500 bitter melons, hoping that one of them is watermelon, but it was not!
My soul was about to separate from my body when Sayyid Raá¸Ä« al-DÄ«n arrived with a group and kept the people far from me. The supervisor of Mesopotamia had recorded the story and had sent it to Baqdad, so they became aware of it. Sayyid said, âAre you the man who is said to be healed and has caused this commotion in this city?â
[Once,] my father told, when he was young, he had got a wound called âTuthahâ [A thymus-like fleshy wound]. The wound was as big as a humanâs hand, and it was on his left thigh. Each spring, his wound would burst and blood, and pus would come out of it. Its pain had made him unable to do any job! However, he went to á¸¤illah, visited Radhi al DÄ«n [mgbph], Ali ibn á¹¬ÄwÅ«s and complained against it.
‘Once I was prostrating under the spout; the water-spout of the great Kaaba, in 54th Hajj. After the Isha prayer, I was performing supplication to God, when I felt that someone is shaking me and saying: “O! Haá¹£an ibn Wajna'”. So I stood up and saw, there was a sallow-faced, rather thin bondwoman, looking forty or more. She began to proceed me up, I (followed her and) did not ask her anything until we reached to the house of KhadÄ«ja.
The fourteen is, they also have narrated from AlÄ« ibn SinÄn al-Mawá¹£ilÄ«, that he said on behalf of his father, âWhen His Majesty AbÅ« Muá¸¥ammad (pbuh) passed away, a crowd of people just arrived from Qom and cities of Jabal, bringing some possessions [to pass His Majesty], as it was a custom then. They were not aware of His Majestyâs demise. Once they arrived in Samarra, they asked about His Majesty, and they were told that he has passed away.
The tenth, MasÊ¿Å«dÄ« , Shaykh Tusi, and others have narrated from AbÅ« NuÊ¿aym Muhammad ibn AhmÄd ÄnsÄri, that he said, âA group of Mufavaze and MaghâsarahÂ had sent KÄmel ibn Ä«brahÄ«m MadanÄ« to Samarra, in order to debate His Majesty AbÅ« Muá¸¥ammad (pbuh) about their matters. KÄmel said, âI said to myself that, âI will ask His Majesty that, no one will enter the heaven unless his knowledge is like me and believe in what I sayâ.