The World Beyond Five Senses

I was raised up in a semi-religious family.  My mother never believed in magic or spells, asaib or anything that exists beyond five senses.  She had a firm believe that everything good or bad comes to us from Allah.  She always told us to keep ourselves neat and clean, read namaz, Qur’an and invocations so nothing evil can harm us.  She always suggested us to keep ourselves busy, be good and do good things so we don’t get time to think about any non-sense.  We never had any dars, Qur’an khuwani , milad or Ayat-e-Karimah kind of gatherings in our house.  Beside Eid-ul-fitr and Eid-ul-Adha, we only arranged to observe Rajab (koonday), Sha’baan (made halwa and did prayers) and niaz on 7th and 10th of Muharram.  

Incidents skipping minor details. 

It was my early teenage, I was home alone at almost noon time, a fat just lady entered our house and sat right there.  She had a horrible look on her face and her big popped eyes.  She was panting and had an old rusty tin in her hand.  She stared at me for a while and then I don’t remember if she disappeared or just went out.  

1985 in New York, that was the first time when I had a feeling that I see a shadow coming to me when I close my eyes at night.  That only happened a few times.  I also started having nightmares.  Tigers and serpents attacking me, dogs and criminals chasing me, seeing myself driving on high flyovers in Karachi which were not even built at that time.  A couple of times I saw my father in trouble.  In my dreams, I was always rescued by reciting Kalimah Tayyabah or Ayatul-Kursi or Ayat-e-Karimah.

In 1990, I rented an apartment that appeared to be very frightening.  It was like occupied by some unseen thing all the time.  Later, I came to know that a woman was murdered in that apartment.  I could tell she was there all the time, everywhere.  I left that place in couple of months and moved to another apartment.  It was impossible to live there all alone even at day time.

In 1990, I had those things at my new place.  One of them was like a shadow and once it touched my ankle.  I had to force myself to wake up and my ankle was all heated.  They may be one family because I heard their children playing around.  They were all dressed in white.  They cooked in my kitchen.  They laughed and played in my living room.  My father even felt their presence when one night he stayed over.  One night, I also had a very strange dream.

In 1991, it was my fourth day in the hospital.  Around 2 p.m., I lied down on the bed after having a long walk in the lobby.  As I closed my eyes, I felt the shadow again, it sat on bed and it came over my face so near that I could feel the darkness and the warmness his breath.  I had to wake myself up with an extraordinary force.  

In 1994, at another place, I saw a shadow (just like the one I saw the very first time) standing at the door and stretching its hands to grab my neck.  I opened my eyes, nothing was there.

In 1998, I went to my younger sister’s place.  As she came out of the room, right at that moment I saw right behind her, her husband going to the bathroom.  I asked her that what is her husband doing at home and she said no, he is not home.  I asked her that then who just went to the bathroom and she got frightened and asked me not to do that kind of joke.

Around those days, I went to my elder sister’s house.  Same thing happened, I saw her husband going to the bathroom while he was at his job.  She also got scared.

I had many parakeets but whenever I would buy a pair one had to die for no reason.  I had fish, they never survived.  I always bought plants, they never grew and flowers, they died too.  

In 2002 in Islamabad, it was a very big flat that I rented.  It had many big and small lizards running around right after maghrib.  My daughter and I don’t fear lizards as many women do so we didn’t mind them.  One day I bought a pair of parrots.  The next morning at Fajr, I checked the cage and saw thousands of black ants lined up there.  The female parrot was all eaten up by the ants, the skeleton was lying there.  I let the other parrot fly away to the near by cluster of trees.

In 2004 – 2007, in Karachi, I started having those obvious dreams or whatever they were.  Kittens screaming and rain in my living room, my mom’s voice calling my name, my bed (folding one) with me on it spinning in the air.  During the day time when I was awake, long centipedes appeared a couple of times, the soil and pebbles were found thrown in the sink in the bathroom while the apartment was at the back side and was all covered.  I felt shadows of giant spiders and ants running around.  The cockroaches (the big one) came out of the gutters and followed me when I used to go outside.

I noticed the counter walls in the kitchen were covered with big, black ants (carpenter ants).  I tried insecticides, detergents and I even killed them with broom.  They kept increasing in number.  After few months I came to know the invocation for clearing the effects of evil-eye (nazar ki dua).  I read it, as it was prescribed in the book (fifteen times and blow it on water and sprinkle it all the corners) and in few days all the ants disappeared.

There was a pair of two giant lizards who lived behind the main stabilizer and another one moving around.  They were really fat and long and never moved from there, I tried everything.  Everyone was scared of them.  After a year, one day my nephew spotted one of the lizards lying on the pizza box.  It wasn’t alive and had no wound nothing on its body.  It didn’t move as it was dead.

March 8, 2005, I had a dreamy situation around 9 a.m., I saw my elder sister all dressed up in fancy sari and in make up and my brother-in-law on the other side of the bed.  Then I felt a thing in black clothes flew to my head and bit my hand near the wrist (as I had a habit of sleeping with my right hand around my head).  I forced myself to wake up.  That was the most frightening of all incidents.  Later on, I figured out that they must have been the pair of lizards.  God knows the best!

That was the first time I thought that I should consult an expert.  I saw that old woman with dirty, long white hair and white clothes, may be a witch which appeared through the bathroom door.  I sensed it, said Allah-u-Akbar and pushed it away with my hand.  It flew back through the bathroom door.  Then one night while I was lying straight on the bed, my body jerked and I felt that something fell on me and has entered my body.  Nothing I could do about it.

I saw that creature in black rags, may be a witch, flying on the broom.  It was around 8 or 9 at night.  We were sitting in park in Samanabad.  It flew right behind the ‘flag of Hazrat Abbas’ hoisted on the roof of one of the houses.

I tried many alims and amils, inside and outside Pakistan.  I followed what some of them said.  It was always, just a temporary cure which lasted for few days.  They all diagnosed same things in different words; first, I had been the victim of the black magic spell and second, I am possessed by kind of asaib/shadow/ or something else which is very strong and powerful which came by itself.  

I bought books on these topics.  I tried books of invocations, from both Shia and Sunni sects.  Things stopped happening temporarily but they were there as it is. 

My neighbour always wondered and asked me how I have spent 3 years in that spooky place.  They told me that no one could live in that apartment for more than a year.

Cure for sure:

Out of all the things that I had tried, two gave me the most positive results.  

First, I read ‘Faizan-e-Ghaus’ (a set of Qur’anic surahs and masnoon duas, to be read 100 times each for  11 days only, it was given to me by a well-known expert…the reason why I believed in it because he does not charge anything at all, not even a favour done to him).   On the 8th day, when I finished the wazifah and opened the door of my room, I felt my foot upon something very soft.  I had stepped on one of those giant lizards.  It was lying dead.  The other one was hiding on the side of the door but I didn’t know it.  It was smashed when I closed the door.  I completed the days and I felt that I had actually succeeded in breaking the black magic spell.

My daughter also helped me by reading Durood-e-Tanjeena everyday.  This is the durood she loved the most.

Second, I decided to read Ayat-e-Karimah 125,000/ times all by myself.  I used to read 5000 every morning before 12 p.m. and finished it in 35 days.  Along with it, I read Kalimah Tayyabah 70,000 times and gifted it to my mother (as suggested by someone from interior Sindh).  That resulted in getting rid of that apartment and it was sold finally. 

I am not under any magical effects done by people but that thing, whatever it is, is still there.  It is not a genie as I can tell.  It is something else, very powerful, not powerful than Allah (SWT) for He is the most Powerful.  I still go through that condition, see my body lying on the bed while trying to turn on light or closing door or slipping down the bed.

I feared these things for a long time.  Not now.  Since last few years, I have stopped fearing these creatures because I have realized that they work in limitations and there are ways to control them.

Now I fear people, who happen to be the most cunning, crafty and cruel creatures on earth. May Allah (SWT) be our saviour against evil of everything He has created.  Ameen!