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kmaherali
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Dolly's Unique Experience

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The following is the description of the unique experience that she underwent during MHI's recent visit to Toronto. I have posted this information in another forum but I felt some may miss out if they are not interested in the topic or it is overshadowed by other discussions surrounding the topic.

During Hazar Imams recent visit to Toronto Dolly
> >had a very special moment. Your prayers and good
> >wishes have always been with us and we would like to
> >share the special moment with you. We do not have the
> >email addresses of all our frieds so if you feel like
> >sharing this with friends and family please do so
> >Dolly started Chemo this week
> >
> >All our love and mumbaraki
> >
> >Dolly and Shiraz Sachedina
> >
> >
> > > EPIPHANY
> > > My Incredible Moment
> > >
> > > I am documenting my special moment very soon after
> > > it happened for a variety of reasons:
> > > a.. so that the passage of time does not cloud
> my memories
> > > b.. if this event is retold I do not wish that the
> > > facts be distorted in any manner which invariably
> > > happens when descriptions are passed orally
> > > c.. and most important so that i can share this
> > > moment with my children (inshallah someday with my
> > > grandchildren), my family, my friends and my fellow
> > > cancer patients with an ardent prayer that this
> > > event inspire them as much as it has inspired me.
> > > The Context
> > > My name is Dolatkhanu (Dolly) Shiraz Sachedina.
> > > I am a mature woman with a husband and two grown children. My
> > > personal belief system is that all faiths, Islamic or otherwise
> > > eventually lead to the
> > > same "Allah" and no one faith is any more right than
> > > any other. I have also got this habit that whenever
> > > I am alone, whatever I am doing, cooking, cleaning,
> > > walking, or just sitting, I will always be saying a
> > > tasbih - more often than not it will be the
> > > "Salwaat" or the "Bibi Fatima Tasbih".
> > > As I alluded to earlier, I am a cancer patient
> > > with my first diagnosis in 1989. At that time the
> > > doctor gave me 5 years to live. It has been 15
> > > years. I have had breast cancer, throat cancer, and
> > > now there is a tumor right on the spine at the top
> > > of the neck which makes it unoperable as the chances
> > > of paralysis are very high.
> > > On June 15 2004 after a series of tests a few
> > > days previously my doctor gave me the news that the
> > > pain which had been steadily increasing over the
> > > last few months was due to the tumor increasing in
> > > size. The tumor was in a growth mode and the pain
> > > would keep increasing. Unless something was done
> > > the tumor threatened the quality of life and
> > > eventually life itself. He recommended Chemotherapy
> > > which he knew I did not want to take but he said
> > > there was a new drug coming out. he needed
> > > persmission from the Ministry of Health to use it
> > > and there was a substantial cost which would have to
> > > be borne by us. For those of you who know me well
> > > know that we have had severe financial reverses
> > > recently and "substantial cost" was the kiss of
> > > death to this option.
> > > On June 17th in the evening one of my son's
> > > friend's Mom - Mrs Prabha Gandhi - called me to lend
> > > her support in my trials and knowing my personal
> > > belief systems invited me to go along with her the
> > > next day to Chicago where her Devimaa was visiting
> > > and Prabha believed that she had healing powers.
> > > When I told her that my Guru, My Khudavind was also
> > > in town she asked me why I did not go see him and
> > > get blessed. I told her that the true "deedar" of
> > > the guru is a matter of "takdeer" and if it was
> > > meant to happen it will happen.
> > >
> > > The Encounter
> > > On June 18 2004 I was at our store in First
> > > Canadian Place. I was in alot of pain and feeling
> > > very depressed. When it was time for me to go to
> > > the store in TD Centre I decided to take a few extra minutes and
> > > walk outside rather than use the tunnel
> > > (PATH) which I normally do. I told the counter girl
> > > that I would like to walk outside and admire the
> > > lord's creations. I went outside and stopped for a
> > > few minutes in front of the fountain as running
> > > water always seems to have a soothing effect on me.
> > > I walked down York Street crossed Wellington Street
> > > and turned left on the south sidewalk of Wellington
> > > Street. At the southeast corner of York and
> > > Wellington stands The Toronto Club. For those of
> > > you not familiar with Toronto, this club is the
> > > oldest private club in Toronto and a bastion of the Canadian
> > > Establishment with membership limited to the elite powerbrokers of
> > > Canadian Society.
> > At 8:45 am as I was walking on the sidewalk
> > (saying the salwaat as usual) a limo pulled up at
> > the front door of The Toronto Club and the chauffer
> > stepped out to open the passenger door. I stepped
> > back so as not to get in his way. He opened the
> > door and his passenger stepped out. It was none
> > other than Khudavind Noor Mowlana Shah Karim
> > Al-Husseiny Hazar Imam. Hazar Imam was no more than
> > three feet away. I was stunned. My eyes were like saucers, my
> > mouth fell open. Instinctively the salwaat I was reciting under my
> > breath came out loudly - Allahuma swali alla Mohamedin wa aale
> > Mohamed - Hazar Imam looked me straight in the eyes,
> > raised both his hands in blessing. As he looked at
> > me, it was as if millions and millions of volts of
> > electricity were flowing through my body. He
> > smiled, all I saw was a brightness. I was rooted to
> > the spot. Tears of joy were streaming down my
> > face. It was a while before I could bring down
> > myself back to earth. By then he was inside the
> > building. The encounter took no more than a few
> > seconds but in those few seconds everything changed.
> >
> > The Effect
> > He left me standing on the sidewalk but Hazar
> > Imam left me with an incredible sense of wellbeing.
> > He left me with an incredible sense of optimism and
> > He left me with an incredible sense of being loved.
> > I know that my Mowla loves me, he loves me
> > individually, he loves me personally, and he loves
> > me unconditionally.
> > This life that I have, with all its pain and
> > suffering is a gift, a blessing, from Him and I will
> > do everything to sustain.
> > I will fight this cancer that is growing in me
> > I will fight this cancer that is consuming me
> > I will fight this cancer with conventional therapies
> > I will fight this cancer with alternate therapies
> >
> > and Inshallah
> >
> > I WILL BE WELL!
> >
>
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Post by kasamali »

This is nothing but a miracle for sister Dolly. And by the way what
is a miracle? An event or incident against the physical laws of nature
is not a miracle, because such thing never happens. But if an event
or incident takes place despite the probability of its occurrence is
almost nil – this is a miracle.
What was the probability of sister Dolly having very close Deedar at
such an odd place, and that too at the precise moment of Hazar Imam's
stepping down from the limousine? This is simply a miracle for sister
Dolly, which she will never forget.
If some other persons had also been there at that time, they would
not have noticed the silent messages exchanged between the Imam and
sister Dolly in those few seconds.

"Imam can not try to shun natural and fateful sufferings of humans.
If Imam does that then the next world will be here….A person should
not be disappointed from natural sufferings from this world, but he
should be grateful because such natural sufferings clean your sins ,
and the soul gets freedom from sins." ( ISMS, Daressalam, 11-7-1945)
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