Musadas Hazrat e Zahra

Dehne Aayaat Mein Qur'aa Ki Zabaa'n Hai Zahra Misra e Hazrat e Chishti Me Nihaa'n Hai Zahra Dee'n Hai Shabbir To Shabbir Ki Maa Hai Zahra Haq Ki Tableegh Ke Paighaam Me Kya Rakha Hai Ye Jo Hat Jaye To Islam Mein Kya Rakha Hai

Zahra is the tongue of the Quran within the revelation of verses. Zahra is hidden within the verses of the saintly poets. If religion is Shabbir (Hussain), then Zahra is the mother of Shabbir. What is left in the message of preaching the Truth? If she were to be removed, what would remain of Islam?

Lab e Payghambar e Akhir Ka Wazeefa Zahra Chashme Qur'aa Se Jo Dekho To Saheefa Zahra Ismat o Iffat o Hikmat Ka Khazeena Zahra Abd o Mabood Ke Maa Bayn Waseela Zahra Us Waseele Ki Agar Raah Numayi Na Mile Khud Rasoolo'n Ki Duao'n Ko Rasaayi Na Mile

Zahra is the constant invocation on the lips of the Final Prophet. If you look through the eyes of the Quran, Zahra is the sacred scripture. Zahra is the treasury of purity, chastity, and wisdom. Zahra is the medium between the Worshipper and the Worshipped. If the guidance of that medium is not found, Then even the prayers of the Prophets themselves would not find their reach.

Ishq Tauheed Hai Tauheed Ka Irfan Hai Yeh Ishq Iqraar e Nabuwat Hai To Eeqaan Hai Yeh Ishq Hai Khun Ki Ye Dil Khoon Ka Dauraan Hai Yeh Ishq Eemaan Hai Eemaan Ki Pehchaan Hai Yeh Apne Eemaa'n Ko Tazabzub Se Mubarra Na Kiya Wo Kahi Ka Na Raha Jisne Tabarra Na Kiya

Love is the Oneness of God, it is the realization of that Oneness. Love is the affirmation of Prophethood, it is the conviction of faith. Love is the blood, it is the circulation of blood in the heart. Love is faith, it is the identity of faith itself. He who did not cleanse his faith from doubt, He who did not practice Tabarra (disavowal of enemies) ended up belonging nowhere.

Farz e Tehzeeb e Aqeedat Ko Nibhana Warna Ek Reyaaya Ki Tarha Sar Ko Jhukana Warna Azmat e Maadar e Hasnain Batana Warna Be Ijazat Dar e Zahra Pe Na Aana Warna Haq Ne Bakshi Hai Jo Tauqeer Wo Jaa Sakti Hai Malakul Maut Tujhe Maut Bhi Aa Sakti Hai

Fulfill the duty of the etiquette of devotion, otherwise, Bow your head like a common subject, otherwise, Proclaim the greatness of the mother of Hasnain, otherwise, Do not come to the door of Zahra without permission, otherwise, The honor that God has bestowed can be taken away, Even the Angel of Death can bring death to you.

Waah Kya Darr Hai Dar e Bint e Shehenshah e Umam Ye Sakhawat Ye Ataaein Ye Shifa'at Ye Karam Ye Hai Salman e Muqaddas Wo Sulaiman e Hasham Ye Bulandi, Ye Buzurgi, Ye Falak Aur Ye Hum Sar Jhukate Hai To Azmat Ka Safar Lagta Hai Sar Uthate Hai To Kausain Se Sar Lagta Hai

What a magnificent door is the door of the daughter of the King of Nations. Such generosity, such gifts, such intercession, such grace. This is the sacred Salman and the majestic Solomon. This loftiness, this greatness, these heavens, and us. When we bow our heads, it feels like a journey of greatness, When we raise our heads, it feels like our heads reach the highest point of the heavens (Kausain).

Tere Darr Par Tere Hubdaar Khade Rehte Hai Ambiya, Auliya Autaar Khade Rehte Hai Haan Mere Jaise Bhi Gunehgaar Khade Rehte Hai Hadd Hai Ye Ahmad e Mukhtar Khade Rehte Hai Manzil e Sidra Pe Jisko Na Jhijhakte Dekha Us Nabi Ko Teri Dehleez Pe Rukte Dekha

At your door, your lovers remain standing. Prophets, saints, and holy figures remain standing. Yes, even sinners like me remain standing. It is the limit that even the Chosen Ahmad (Prophet Muhammad) remains standing. He whom I saw never hesitating at the station of Sidra (the Lote Tree of the boundary), I saw that same Prophet pausing at your threshold.

Mohr e Angushte Wilayat Pe Nageena Tera Malik e Mulk Ki Daulat Hai Safeena Tera Turbato'n Mein Jo Nehaa Hai Wo Khazeena Tera Karbala Teri, Najaf Tera, Madina Tera Riqqa o Mash'had o Kashaan o Halab Tere Hai Aasmaa'n Jitne Zameeno Pe Hai Sab Tere Hai

You are the jewel on the ring of Wilayat (Guardianship). Your ship is the wealth of the Owner of the Kingdom. Whatever is hidden in the graves is your treasure. Karbala is yours, Najaf is yours, Medina is yours. Riqqa, Mashhad, Kashan, and Aleppo are all yours. Whatever heavens are above the earths, all are yours.

Hukm Jo Dediya Tune Wo Nibhana Hoga Khudko Hasnain Ka Khayyat Batana Hoga Seeke Malboos Ko Hasnain Ke Laana Hoga Tune Jab Keh Diya Rizwan Ko Aana Hoga Tere Aage To Mashiyat Bhi Nahi Chal Sakti Kuch Bhi Hojaye Teri Baat Nahi Tal Sakti

Whatever command you have given must be fulfilled. You must declare yourself the tailor of Hasnain. You must sew the garments and bring them for Hasnain. When you have said that Rizwan (the keeper of Paradise) must come, he must come. Even Divine Will does not move against your wish. Whatever happens, your word cannot be turned away.