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Mouthful of Blood

Book :His Divine Grace Qalandar Baba Auliya R.A.

Author :Khwaja Shamsuddin Azeemi

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Late in the night there was a knock on the door. When I answered the knock, I found two men standing on the door. They pleaded for an interview with Qalander Baba Auliya. I told them, “At this hour of the night he doesn’t see anyone. “One of them opened his mouth. It gave me shivers. It was full of blood. He spitted it on the ground and said, “Please!”I took them to Qalander Baba Auliya. He opened his mouth and it had filled with blood in the can time. They told upon enquiry that he was uffering from this disease for the last one week. octors give him the blood and he spits it away. ust a while ago he was given a bottle of blood and I bought him here. Qalander Baba Auliya paused for a moment and said, “Take a piece of an old jute rug and put it fire. When the rug starts burning cover it with lid. When the rug is turned into ashes, grind it and mix oney in it and let him have this honey three times a day.”They both left after saying thanks. I thought them and felt sorry for them and wished that I had taken their address so that I could have known the result. Then, on the fourth day, they both came with a box of sweets and a rose garland for Qalander Baba Auliya, as a token of their gratitude.

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His Divine Grace Qalandar Baba Auliya R.A. chapters :

ِ Dedication – to that young generation  ِ 1 - Foreword  ِ 2 - Life Of Qalander Baba Auliya  ِ 3 - Qalander  ِ 4 - Qalanderi Order  ِ 5 - Introduction  ِ 6 - Birth Place  ِ 7 - Education  ِ 8 - Spiritual Training  ِ 9 - Family  ِ 10 - Livelihood  ِ 11 - Induction  ِ 12 - Spiritual Position  ِ 13 - Mannerism  ِ 14 - Childhood and youth  ِ 15 - Precious Qualities  ِ 16 - Greatness  ِ 17 - His Children  ِ 18 - Books Authored  ِ 19 - Wonder-Workings  ِ 20 - Pigeon resurrected  ِ 21 - Deaf and dumb girl  ِ 22 - Incessant raining  ِ 23 - I lifted the basket  ِ 24 - Amount of Alimony  ِ 25 - Angels  ِ 26 - Musk Odor  ِ 27 - Love and sacrifice  ِ 28 - Cholistan Jungle  ِ 29 - Seeing God in everything around  ِ 30 - Down on the ground  ِ 31 - Jinns  ِ 32 - Prediction  ِ 33 - Trees also talk  ِ 34 - Lal Shahbaz Qalander  ِ 35 - Man at Service  ِ 36 - Angels protect  ِ 37 - Lottery Number  ِ 38 - Looking after the family  ِ 39 - Sapphire Ring  ِ 40 - Prayer of a Qalander  ِ 41 - Ilm-e-Ladunni  ِ 42 - Revealing the Future  ِ 43 - 25 Bodies of Auliya  ِ 44 - Freud and Libido  ِ 45 - Astral body  ِ 46 - Saving from operation  ِ 47 - Distant Treatment  ِ 48 - Hundred thousand Rupees  ِ 49 - Polio Cured  ِ 50 - Cap disappears, Jinns appear  ِ 51 - The Scar  ِ 52 - Rain-water turning into pearls  ِ 53 - Degree of Japan  ِ 54 - After eighteen years  ِ 55 - Mouthful of Blood  ِ 56 - Khwaja Ghareeb Nawaz & Bu Ali Shah Qalander  ِ 57 - Shah Abdul Latif Bhitai  ِ 58 - Water turned bitter  ِ 59 - Spiritual treatment of tumor  ِ 60 - Metaphysical or Paranormal  ِ 61 - An article  ِ 62 - Man’s Conscious Experience  ِ 63 - Time is the Past  ِ 64 - Past and Future  ِ 65 - What the senses are?  ِ 66 - Self Realization  ِ 67 - Knower of the Mysteries of Nature  ِ 68 - Attendance in Court of Muhammad PBUH  ِ 67 - Be! And it was  ِ 68 - A Letter  ِ 69 - Thousands year before  ِ 70 - The sun is center, not the Earth  ِ 71 - Freud’s Theory  ِ 72 - Parapsychology  ِ 73 - Parapsychology & psychology  ِ 74 - Publications  ِ 75 - Rubaiyat (Couplets)  ِ limitations don’t allow me to say and share  ِ Just a word that became a story  ِ No idea as to where from I come  ِ In dust is buried the man of dust  ِ Abandoned the flowing springs of wine,  ِ Every breath is a sip of wine for me  ِ When the body would be without life  ِ Hostile world, just a moment  ِ World is an artwork of magic  ِ What’s the outcome of a sip?  ِ Church, temple or the mosques  ِ Arch of light upon the forehead  ِ No one knows of their heads and crowns  ِ Life went by on earth in gloom,  ِ Every particle follows a typical growing  ِ Adam is confined in lines  ِ Scarcity of wine in the wine-shop  ِ All will contemplate one day  ِ Wine cup knows not  ِ Time favors you or not, bewail not  ِ ساقی ! ترا مخمور پئے گا سوبار  ِ کل روز ازل یہی تھی میری تقدیر  ِ ساقی ترے قدموں میں گزرنی ہے عمر  ِ 75.24 - آدم کا کوئی نقش نہیں ہے بے کار  ِ حق یہ ہے کہ بیخودی خودی سے بہتر  ِ جبتک کہ ہے چاندنی میں ٹھنڈک کی لکیر  ِ پتھر کا زمانہ بھی ہے پتھر میں اسیر  ِ مٹی سے نکلتے ہیں پرندے اڑ کر  ِ معلوم ہے تجھ کو زند گانی کا راز ؟  ِ مٹی کی لکیریں ہیں جو لیتی ہیں سانس  ِ ہر چیز خیالات کی ہے پیمائش  ِ ساقی کا کرم ہے میں کہاں کامئے نوش  ِ 76 - Demise  ِ 77 - Khanqah-e-Azeemia  ِ 78 - Death Anniversary (Urs)  ِ 79 - Introduction of Silsila Azeemia & Rules & Regulations  ِ 80 - The color of Azeemi Spiritual Order  ِ 81 - سنگ بنیاد  ِ 82 - Khanwada-e-Salasil  ِ 83 - Tone  ِ 84 - Aims and Objectives  ِ 85 - قواعد و ضوابط
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