5When I hear صَلُّوۡا عَلَى الۡحَبِيۡب, اُذۡكُرُوا اللّٰه, تُوۡبُوۡا اِلَي اللّٰه, etc., I will reply loudly with the intention of gaining reward and encouraging others to also recite.

    6After the Bayan, I will approach other people by making Salam, shaking hands, and for making individual efforts upon them.

Child who loved Salah

A man came to Sayyiduna Ma’roof Karkhi رَحْمَةُ اللهِ تَعَالٰی عَلَيْه, a great pious saint of the great Sufi chain Qadiriyyah, Razawiyyah, and humbly said:

I saw a strange thing this night. He رَحْمَةُ اللهِ تَعَالٰی عَلَيْه asked: What did you see? He humbly said: My family members desired to eat fish. Hence I went to the market and bought fish and then hired a labour, who was a child, so that he could carry the fish to my home. He started walking with me. On the way, when he heard the Azan for Zuhr Salah, he told me: O Sir! Won’t you offer Zuhr Salah? It was as if he had roused me to the fact. I replied: Of course, why not! I will definitely offer. He kept the pot carrying the fish at the gate of the Masjid and entered the Masjid. I said to myself: This child has sacrificed the pot for Salah, so can’t I sacrifice the fish? He continued to offer Salah until the Iqamah was called out and we offered Salah with the Jama’at (congregation). When we got out of the Masjid we saw the pot was there where we left. Having reached home I told the parable to my family members. They started saying:  Invite the child to our home for eating the fish. When I invited him he said: I am observing Sawm. I then asked him to have Iftar at our home. He accepted our invitation and asked me to show him the way to the Masjid. I showed him the way and he went to the Masjid and sat over there. When we completed Maghrib Salah, I asked him: Now come to my home. He replied: I will go with you after offering ‘Isha Salah. After offering ‘Isha Salah I took him to my home that had three rooms: One for me and my wife, second one for my daughter who was disabled since 20 years and the third one for our guest. In the last part of the night someone suddenly knocked at the door. I asked who is this? A voice came: I am your so-and-so daughter. I said: She has been disabled since 20 years; and she is like a piece of meat at home; how is it possible for her to walk after recovering? Hearing this she started saying: I am the same daughter of yours.