Sometimes a person unknowingly goes through actions that have very frightening consequences. When faced with the consequences, the person comes to his senses. The bird is a small bird. No one can imagine that. It will take its revenge on someone but it is about 1960-65.
At that time most parts of Pakistan were without electricity.
Especially the rural and suburban areas were very backward so darkness would reign as soon as night falls ie the nights would be bright but people's hearts were enlightened with the light of love and compassion. People were very sociable and felt heartfelt satisfaction in sharing each other's pain. A man used to perform the duties of Imamate in Memon Goth area on the outskirts of Karachi. He was very happy in this area. The people there were very friendly, sad and laughing. The climate there was very fresh. There was greenery all around. Pure Milk Yogurt Butter Desi Eggs Desi Ghee Fresh Vegetables and Meat Purpose The best food for good food at a very cheap price was always available. Another special thing there was bird meat which could be obtained absolutely free with a little effort. Sahib also loved the yakni of birds, sometimes he would catch the birds and enjoy their yakni.
He didn't have to work very hard to catch the birds because the man's room was very suitable for catching birds. He would drop a lot of grain on his doorstep. When the birds were busy biting the grain, he would suddenly close the door One day he caught a lot of birds and locked them in a room. The intention was that after a while they would be slaughtered and the best curry of the evening would be cooked. That day the man was so busy that day He did not even think of birds. After taking a nap in the afternoon, when he woke up, it was time for Asr prayers. He had just finished his Asr prayers when an influential man from the area came to see him. It was time for Maghrib prayers. After Maghrib, I had to meet someone else who invited me to dinner. When I came there after dinner, it was time for Isha. There was no light at that time. He used to fall asleep immediately after this. After finishing the prayers, this person also fell asleep in a cot outside the mosque.
Now let's turn to revenge. After Isha prayers, the man fell asleep. He woke up in the middle of the night. He was very nervous. There was no light in the moonlight. It was dark. He was spitting again and again. He was spitting. When he could not control his fear and horror, he made an immediate decision and started calling the people of the town with loud voices. Some people of the town came and they were surprised and upset. What happened to us in the middle of the night? Why is it called?
Imam Sahib said to him, "My health is deteriorating. I am very nervous. My mouth is bleeding. I will not be able to continue this Imamate." He looked at the light of the lamp and said that there was even a spot of blood. No, but this man was constantly insisting that it was blood and even in the light of the lamp he felt that he was spitting blood. The people of the town did not want him to be so satisfied that he was a pious and pious man. There was a man who used to give Nazra and other education to the children of the slum dwellers during the day time. When the villagers did not believe him in any way, he said, "I think I have contracted TB." Despite repeated insistence from the villagers, he refused to continue the Imamate there. Eventually, the villagers had to obey him.
The man did not understand what was the matter. He was fine when he went to sleep. According to his medical information, he felt that he had contracted TB. TB was a terrible and incurable disease at that time. If someone finds out that he has TB, it is as if he has received a death warrant, especially for those with weak financial status. It was really a death warrant. The voice of this person could be heard coming from the grave. In the same restlessness, he opened his room in the morning and took his belongings. The hungry and thirsty restless birds came out all day, but the restless man, completely unaware of the surroundings, went to the hospital first and got his check-up done by the doctor for a report. Asked to come the next day but this person was restless.
He decided to return to Multan and went to Multan handing over the responsibility to a friend. The man was so anxious that he could not even wait for the report from Karachi. As soon as he reached Multan, he was the first to return from Nishtar Hospital. He had to wait for three days for the report. He received the report three days later. The doctor told him that he was 100% correct. There were no signs of TB. A day or two later, a report came from Karachi that he was absolutely correct.
But then what happened was that the panic finally came to his mind that it was the revenge of the birds.
The thought stuck in my mind that you had been starving the birds all day in the scorching heat, which had put the ghost of TB on your senses as well. The man repented as soon as it came to his mind and after this incident He became the water manager of as many birds and other insects as possible.
"After a long time, his heart calmed down and he found peace of mind''
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