The Return Journey || A True story

 The Return Journey ||  A True story

There was a rush on the side of the road. Old and young children were all standing and watching the spectacle. No sound could be heard. Someone was saying hand him over to the police. Someone was insisting on tying him up and killing him. A passerby passing by would stop and ask, and some of them would even wipe their hands on the man who had been caught. He had been beaten by the mob.

Jamal was also watching the show holding his younger brother's hand. A man asked Jamal, "What happened? Why are they killing a man?" Jamal, who was sensible and understood the matter, said that he was going to abduct the children. He was carrying a small child. The child's brother saw him and made a noise, so the people gathered and thus the child escaped from being abducted.

Iqbal was listening to his elder brother very carefully ... Meanwhile, the policemen reached there. As soon as they saw the police, the crowd began to disperse. One by one, the people started shouting. Jamal also thought it appropriate to leave.

Iqbal was holding his brother's hand firmly. His little mind was thinking that the elder brother of this child does not see and what would have happened if the child had been abducted.

Lying on the bed at night, Iqbal asked his elder brother ... Brother you won't let me lose either ???? I'm scared to get lost Jamal remembered the incident of the day. He smiled and said, "Never, my brother." The age difference between the two was 7 years. Jamal was 13 years old when Iqbal was 6 years old. His father Sultan Ahmed had died 4 years ago due to kidney failure.

After the death of her husband, all the responsibility was taken over by Bilqis Begum who used to cover the expenses of the house by doing Sena Prona. There was a house which was divided into two parts. Were living While Iqbal and Jamal were talking, they were all listening but at that time it was not appropriate to ask anything. Bilqis Begum did not neglect any aspect in the education and training of her children. She used to teach the Qur'an to the children herself. Besides, she used to do the homework of the school in front of her, although she had not seen the shape of the school, but the basic education she had received at home was coming in handy.

The next day, Bilqis Begum asked Iqbal what he was saying to his brother at night. Iqbal told the whole story to his mother. Bilqis Begum remembered that last year when she went with Iqbal and Jamal to shop for Eid, Iqbal went somewhere. Suddenly he disappeared. It happened that while looking at the clothes, she became so emaciated that when Iqbal released her hand and went ahead, she did not know. Jamal was thinking that Iqbal was with his mother and his mother was thinking that Jamal and Iqbal were together. Will be

When he regained consciousness, the search for Iqbal began. Bilqis Begum was in a bad condition due to panic, but after a few minutes, he brought Jamal Iqbal to Iqbal. So he started crying. A good man picked him up on his lap and sat him on a stool near the shop in front of him. Meanwhile, Jamal reached there and Iqbal Mian was taken to his mother.

Bilqis Begum understood that those few moments have been imprinted in Iqbal's mind. When the incident that came to her notice yesterday, she became so frightened. Bilqis Begum hugged Iqbal and started explaining to him. After a while Iqbal was satisfied and started playing in the yard.

Time was passing fast. In those days Jamal was working in a private firm which was quite suitable but Jamal got the urge to go out. He started to please his mother. Bilqis Begum barely agreed but on the condition that when the marriage takes place. Only then will she allow him to go out. Jamal agreed immediately. Then Bilqis Begum found a girl for him. Jamal also liked Nahid very much. So they got married immediately. The house flourished. Iqbal was also very happy with the arrival of his sister-in-law. Now Jamal has started working hard on planning to go abroad. Luck has helped him. He got a job in a firm in Saudi Arabia. When Jamal flew to Saudi Arabia, both his mother, son and Jamal's wife sent him away. Iqbal went to the airport for the first time. 

 Iqbal was going to the airport for the first time. He was very impressed with the environment here and he was thinking how much fun it must be to travel by plane. One day he decided to board the plane and go abroad. Will go When Jamal's hard work paid off and money started coming in, Bilquis Begum planned to build the upper floor. Similarly, 3 years have passed since Jamal came to Pakistan on holiday. Mother and brother were very happy to hear the stories of Hajj and Umrah. Bilqis Begum's eyes would fill with tears when she heard this. Her heart would also start wanting to see Makkah and Madinah.

All that Jamal had earned was collected. Bilqis informed Jamal about his plan to build the upper floor. Jamal liked the proposal very much and said that if you informed the contractor about your plan to take the estimate of Balwa. Jamal liked the suggestion very much and said that you should take the estimate of the call to the contractor. Meanwhile, one day when Jamal announced his return, his mother and wife started crying but Jamal had another 5 year contract and has just gone upstairs. The construction of the floor was still pending. Jamal somehow managed to please his mother and wife and set out on a journey. After his brother left, Iqbal kept talking for a few days. 

This time he was feeling the lack of his brother more. Day in weeks and weeks in May Iqbal ran away and started calling home. In those days, it was very difficult to make a phone connection. Jamal had applied for the first time before going to Saudi Arabia and as long as he stayed in Pakistan, he used to go to telephone exchanges regularly. While giving information, Iqbal was urged to keep doing his best in this regard. When he got a call at home, now it was easier to talk to Jamal.

One evening in April 1982, Iqbal's life took a turn for the worse Bilqis Begum should bring her daughter-in-law of her choice as if spring has come in the house. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are getting better. Iqbal Mian was also very happy.

One day Iqbal met his old friend Nasir and told him that he wanted to go to Malaysia to try his luck. Hearing this, Iqbal's heart began to ache to see the new world. He expressed his wish to his friend Nasir and he said that both Malaysians go to the consulate office to get information. The next day, the two reached the Malaysian consulate near the Governor's House, but were disappointed to learn that the office was closed to visitors for three days for some reason.

Disappointed, they turned to leave. A forty-five-year-old man yelled at them and asked them why they had come. After listening to them, the man said, "It's settled. Come with me." Following the man, he took them both to a nearby Iranian hotel. After ordering tea, he turned to them and said, "My name is Sharifuddin. I am an agent. You guys want to go to Malaysia to work at the consulate." You will only get a visit visa from there for a maximum of 3 months.

Yes, we have to go for a walk, then it is fine. No, we have to get a job there. They both replied at the same time, so I can help you to get a work permit and visa from Malaysia. If that happens then what else do we need?

Iqbal asked the man how much the work would cost tomorrow. The man was silent for a moment, as if calculating, and then took a deep breath and said, "The cost of a ticket for both of you will be six thousand, and a work permit and a work visa and a permit will cost about ten thousand." The two became silent on hearing of such a large sum of money He looked at their faces carefully and said, "Think about it. I can meet you at the same hotel tomorrow at the same time. If you are satisfied, bring five thousand. Pay the rest for the token after getting the visa and work permit."

All I can do for you is to say that he got up and they both got up, shook hands and when they both moved forward, he said, "If you have to come tomorrow, bring your passport and get a visa in a week." will give He left  Now both the friends came out of the hotel and walked towards the President. What do you say Nasir will not cheat? Iqbal asked.

Brother, I have to pay only Rs 5,000 tomorrow. If he doesn't apply for a visa, the loss will be only Rs 5,000. Let's take a chance. Iqbal nodded in affirmation Iqbal and Nasir reached there on time the next day but Sharifuddin was not there. They waited for him. Soon he came. After looking around, he came straight to them.

He called the waiter with a hand gesture, ordered tea and took a sip of water in one breath and addressed both of them. He was happy. You guys made the right decision. Bring the passport. He opened the passport and examined it. He said that he would have to get a photocopy of it. I will sign it and give it to him. I have the original passport. Nasir went to get a photocopy. Meanwhile, tea came. Iqbal and Sharifuddin quietly started sipping tea.

A day later, Nasir and Iqbal arrived at the consulate to inquire whether a Malaysian work visa could be obtained or not. Sharifuddin's statement proved correct when it was found that only a visit visa could be applied for.

Work visa can only be obtained through the agent of the principal company. Both of them were very satisfied with this information that all the statements made by Sharifuddin proved to be absolutely correct.

It was becoming very difficult for Iqbal and Nasir to spend the day. Meanwhile, Iqbal took his mother and brother in Saudi Arabia in full confidence.

Bilqis Begum surrendered to her son's wish but Nighat burst into tears. Iqbal put the matter before Begum very well and gave her many consolations and showed her beautiful dreams for the future.

From the bottom of her heart, she was still unhappy The next week, the two of them were waiting for Sharifuddin in the same hotel with beating hearts After waiting for some time, Sharif-ud-Din reached there, shook hands with both of them warmly and sat down and said, "Empty tea will not work today. We also order samosas." He showed me the visa stamp and said, "Let's get my money out..

After counting the money given by both of them, he handed over their passports to both of them Look carefully, check carefully, the work has been done in a way that no one could have done, even though the savings in this work have not been so much, but it is good, then we will earn.

They both saw the seal on the passport and their hearts swayed with joy. You guys have one month to prepare. Next month is your flight. Take this. Take your tickets. They both started looking at the ticket eagerly and this Work permit for which I have worked hard, then you will be able to work there legally.

When you land at Kuala Lumpur Airport, you will find my agent who is an Indian named Babu Raj. He will take you both to another city where you have got a job in a construction company.

When he mentioned the salary and other benefits, they were both happy. Finally, the day came. It was the morning of June 1982, when Iqbal left his mother and a few months old bride and flew to Malaysia.

The two friends were waiting for Babu Raj at the Kuala Lumpur Airport. A very ugly man approached them and introduced himself as Babu Raj and addressed them saying, "Let's just leave immediately. The road is long."

It was a very old model pickup. It was not easy to travel in it. Iqbal was sitting in the car. Babu Raj called out. You two will go in separate car. You will go with me and this foolish Ghanta Lal will go in my car There is more luggage. If more people are seated, the car will run. It will not stop anywhere. From the front came another man in a car that looked even more sinister than Babu Raj. Nasir got into the car.

The road was long and green on both sides. Long rows of coconut trees were visible on both sides of the road. The speed at which the car was moving Iqbal was getting very tired. He kept looking back and forth but the other car hit him. He asked Babu Raj if the car was not visible Babu Raj smiled and said, "I can't catch my speed, Ghanta Lal."

After a long journey of 3 hours, he entered an old building where Iqbal did not like the rotten walls at all. Darkness had spread everywhere. With very dim light, the atmosphere seemed to pass. Babu Raj entered a room with him. It was a relatively nice room. Let's put our stuff in there. Wash your hands and face. You have to stay there. I'll take you to work in the morning. And where is my friend yet? He will not come here. His place is elsewhere. Meet at work in the morning

Just make bread and water and swell Iqbal expressed frustration. It was not enough for him to be alone. When he sat down to eat, he lost his appetite after seeing the food. There was something strange that was neither good looking nor fragrant. He remembered the fragrance of his mother's and wife's food and his heart became sad Iqbal poisoned two or three bites of this bad taste food and came out of the room after drinking water.

But there was a reign of senate on all sides. He turned back to the room in a panic. He lay down on the bed. He crouched down. His eyes fell on the window in front of him. Someone was looking at him. The answer did not come, but the shadow disappeared Sleep was missing from his eyes In the morning, he got up at the sound of the ominous Babu Raj. He was making noise. Have breakfast and get ready. I have to go to work. Seth will be waiting.

When he saw two pieces of bread and a cup of black tea in the name of breakfast, his blood boiled. He poisoned breakfast with extreme aggression.

As soon as Babu Raj saw him, he complained about breakfast. Babu Raj said, "I am a servant. You are going to Seth now. Give him your complaint." After traveling for about an hour in Babu Raj's Khatara, Babu Raj stopped the engine near a very large field. Iqbal asked why Babu Raj stopped the car. Oh, don't stop, can I take you to India? Hey, don't meet Seth? Surprisingly, Iqbal's mouth was left wide open. Babu Raj laughed and said, "Hey Sala, did you shoot him too?" In that time, 4 people came out of the fields and started coming towards it O boy, Seth is coming to keep his mouth shut in front of him. A few moments later a Malaysian arrived there with his 2 spoons and after looking at Iqbal carefully said he will get 10 ringgit to eat and drink.

On the other hand, you have to work in the fields. The work will start when the sun rises and the work will end when the sun sets Iqbal looked at Seth and said, "I did not come to work in the fields after spending so much money and reading so much. I will never do this job. It is better for me to go back and do a small job in my country." I can earn more and where is my friend Nasir? Who is Nasir? Addressing Babu Raj, Seth asked, "Seth had come with this boy. There is an hour with Lal now."

When Babu Raj spoke at work, Iqbal looked at Babu Raj angrily and said, "Don't do it, I will go back to work." Babu Raj spoke with a poisonous smile, well then you want to go back to Pakistan ???

Iqbal stared at Babu Raj and said yes I will go back tomorrow ... All right, Seth, we're leaving. The boy has to go back to Pakistan. He won't prepare Seth turned and looked at Iqbal carefully then walked back. Iqbal was angry all the way, he was unaware of the time to come ...

He was unaware that he was caught in the clutches of these criminals On the other hand, Nasir was lucky when he was traveling with Ghanta Lal. At one place, the police stopped him. Seeing the foreigner, the police officer asked for his passport and papers. Nasir gave the papers to the policeman.

The officer looked at the work permit and asked Nasir in broken English, "What is this?" Nasir Bola has a work permit, sir Where did it come from?

You have to go to the police station with us now So Ghanta Lal's hands and feet became swollen. He spoke to the police officer in Malaysian language. Sir, we have nothing to do with this matter. Should I go? Shortly afterwards, Nasir was taken to the Kelana Jaya police station and an investigation was launched into his work permit.

Nasir started telling the whole story in English. The police officer whose name was Ahmad Al-Mahdi was listening quietly while his eyes were focused on Nasir.

Nasir Sahib, you have been cheated. My country's work permit is not available like this and your visit visa is 30 days. After that you have to go. During this time you cannot do any job. Ahmed Al-Mahdi briefly told Nasir Made everything clear

Nasir grabbed him and sat down ... Sir, my friend Iqbal, I don't know where he will be or in what condition We will find it Passport and all other documents were missing from Iqbal's bag. Iqbal remembered that last night he saw him in a shady window. He must have come to steal his passport.

Now his hands and feet were swollen and he did not know what to do Iqbal did not wait for Babu Raj. He gritted his teeth. He reached Babu Raj. Babu Raj was sitting on a throne. He had a poisonous smile on his face. Come on boy, when is he going to Pakistan? Where is my passport? Iqbal asked in an angry tone ...

Did you keep it with me ???? Babu Raj replied then after a while he addressed Iqbal and said son he is with Seth now you are at Seth's mercy You will have to pay wages ... Iqbal was not able to sleep that night, he kept changing his clothes, but he had bad thoughts that he was coming ... He decided to look for an opportunity and run away as soon as he got the chance, but first he had to get his passport.

The next day he was in the fields. Seth greeted him with a poisonous smile. He was soon told that his job now was to water. In the same way, as the days passed, Iqbal toiled all day in the vegetable and fruit fields and fell asleep at night, but in his mind he was always planning to escape from here.

On the other hand, Nasir tried hard to get Iqbal's information but could not succeed. Eventually, he had to leave Malaysia in any case. His ticket had been confirmed but his heart was sad. He was wondering what he would tell his family if he went to Pakistan without Iqbal and how he would face them.

During this time he had visited the police station several times and provided information but he was unable to say anything All that was known was that Iqbal may have fallen into the hands of human traffickers or forced laborers.

But no concrete evidence or clues could be found by the police. Finally, the day came when he returned to Karachi. He remained under house arrest for several days. His parents were happy for his return but at the same time they were upset to hear about Iqbal. Eventually he decided to go to Iqbal's house with great courage Jamal had come to Pakistan and was surprised to see Nasir, but soon the surprise turned into trouble. After hearing the whole thing, Jamal also informed Aman and Nighat about this issue.

Bilqis Begum had strong nerves but the trouble was evident on her face and her eyes turned white as soon as she heard the news. Her hands and feet seemed to be gone.

Accompanied by Jamal Nasir, he went to the Consulate Office and this tea hotel for several days to find out the whereabouts of this deceitful man, Sharifuddin, but it seemed as if he had been eaten by the earth or swallowed by the sky.

They both went there for several months and got a police report but all of them were unsuccessful.

On the other hand, Iqbal was working in the fields. He had blisters on his hands and his feet were swollen. But there was no such thing as mercy in their hearts. Bad food did not come down Iqbal's throat. He just had to be poisoned to survive. Was ...

As the days went by, the weeks turned into months and months into the years, Iqbal had so far failed to trace his passport, so now he thought that without a passport he would run away from here and go to the police station and tell everything.

He believed the law would help him And one day Iqbal got a chance ... His bodyguards were now satisfied that he had compromised his fate, but Iqbal kept thinking of escaping every moment. One night when everyone was asleep and the guards were drunk. Iqbal, who was looking for such an opportunity, did not hesitate to escape.

He walked for hours in the night sky, and with the first rays of the morning he was on a road leading to the capital. He got off the road and started walking in the fields. His shoes got stuck in the mud of the field but he didn't care.

He was waiting for a truck or a car to get as far away from the area as he could. Eventually his ears heard the sound of a car. He was very careful. He guessed that the search had begun. Babu Ram must be turning red and yellow with anger ... The sound of the car was getting closer and closer. He saw that it was a truck loaded with goods when its speed was very low.

Iqbal hurried to the road and started gesturing. The truck approached and stopped. Iqbal reached the driver and begged him in broken Malay language to take him to the city. After a while he sat between the truck driver and his companion. Was ... Seventy Dollar  safe in Iqbal's pocket The remaining  500 dollar including passport and other documents were hidden by Babu Ram at a place known to be taken out or torn and thrown away.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, they reached a populated area where there were shops, hotels, etc. He got out of the truck and took ۵ 5 out of his pocket and tried to give it to the driver but he refused and invited Iqbal to have breakfast which Iqbal accepted. The three men entered a small hotel and sat down at a table.

Iqbal was very alert. His eyes were constantly on the outside. The driver looked at him carefully and asked what country are you from? Iqbal briefly described the whole incident. The driver gave his name as Abdullah and said, "Come with me. I know some policemen. I will try to ease your problem by talking to someone. Anyway, if you don't know anyone here." You will get in trouble Iqbal had no form of denial. For the next six months, Iqbal traveled with Abdullah on a truck from one place of employment to another as his assistant, but he was destined for something else.

One day, as he was loading the truck and heading to the market, the police Abdullah and Iqbal were detained at the police station along with the truck on charges of overloading and incomplete paperwork.

An hour later, the owner of the truck came and collected the challan and rescued Abdullah The police officer said there was another man with him and he did not have an identity. Tell me about him. He looks like a foreigner. When the owner of the truck refused to recognize Iqbal, Abdullah had to tell the truth. "Well, we're investigating," the police officer said We will inform you and then we will inform you about the details The police officer called Iqbal to his room and asked who you were and what you were doing on the truck.

Iqbal understood his questions and then narrated his story in broken Indonesian (which he had learned during this time) from Karachi to here. The police officer recorded Sarabian and sent him to the lock-up. Iqbal was puzzled as to why he was locked up.

Nine days passed like this, no one was telling what will happen to him now, how he will get out of this trouble and when he will get out . On the morning of the third day, he was told that he was being taken to be produced before a magistrate It was an ancient building in which the city court was located. In the local language it was called Nik Nurul huda akma binti roselan.

Iqbal looked like a very sharp man from the look of the magistrate. Seeing his shape, Iqbal became convinced that there was no expectation of any good from him and it happened. And he looked at Iqbal with devouring eyes and said there are strict laws for those living in the country illegally. I read your statement, it is just a lie.

Now you will be punished for this lie and breaking the law. If you want to challenge the punishment meted out by this court in the High Court, do it but the punishment will remain. Iqbal was sentenced to 6 months in Selangor district

(Penjara Pudu)

In other words, he was sent to Padu Jail. The barracks of this jail built in 1859 were narrow and dark. Iqbal had to spend 6 months in prison here. Iqbal's broken Malay language was hardly understood. Iqbal used to weep for his fate when he reached this new world. Similarly, a month passed but it could not be resolved Iqbal hoped that if anyone helped him and his case went to the High Court, the rest of his sentence would be commuted and arrangements would be made to send him back to Pakistan.

But unfortunately Iqbal was behind it. There was a quarrel between the inmates in the jail which increased so much that the kicks and sticks were used so freely that the jail administration also used the sticks. Many inmates were injured. He was killed. One of the prisoners hit a soldier on the head with a stick, which seriously injured the soldier. Iqbal was also injured, but the real misfortune started at that time and those responsible for the quarrel began to be identified. Cameras were not available so the statements of the prisoners were taken and as a result some prisoners were indicted. Among these prisoners Iqbal's name was also included.

Once again Iqbal was present in the court of the same magistrate along with other prisoners. The magistrate heard the case, heard the statements of witnesses and pronounced the verdict of the case. The five prisoners were sentenced to life imprisonment and acquitted of the case due to lack of evidence against the other prisoners.

Iqbal kept screaming but who was the one who heard his cry, even after reaching the jail Iqbal kept shouting that he is innocent but all the hard hearted people remained silent. Iqbal stopped eating and drinking. When the jailer was informed, he called Iqbal to his office and asked him if he wanted to challenge the case in the High Court.

Iqbal was in a bad condition. His words were not coming out of his mouth but there were tears which were describing the condition of his heart. The jailer felt pity for Iqbal. He said in a soft tone, "I would like to inform the Pakistan Embassy about your presence here. If they assist you in this case, you may be acquitted." R Iqbal's eyes sparkled and hope awoke in his heart. But Iqbal did not know how many difficulties were coming for him in the coming days. The Pakistan embassy refused to recognize Iqbal as a Pakistani citizen and none of the embassy staff even met Iqbal.

Iqbal's case reaches High Court through jailor's efforts When Iqbal entered the magnificent High Court building in Jalan's Government Complex, frustration was evident on his face. He expected his sentence to be upheld, and the fourth hearing, which took place almost three months later, was handed down by a judge. Given Arriving in Penang, Iqbal realized the hardships of prison and now the most difficult period of his life began.

Elsewhere in Pakistan, Nighat's family started pressuring him to leave his father-in-law and go with him because it has been 3 years since Iqbal knew anything but Nighat did not accept any pressure and spent his life serving his mother-in-law and Iqbal. He decided to spend his time waiting for Iqbal to return.

Time passed slowly and 14 years passed in such a way that when the prison doors were opened for Iqbal, he did not want to go out of it, his heart was pounding from the outside world. Where will he go? The outside world had become alien to him.

He was released from prison but the whole of Malaysia was a prison for him. Iqbal got out of jail wondering how he would be released from prison. He had 20,000 Malaysian ringgit paid for his work in prison, but he had no idea how much it would cost him, nor did he know how long it would take him. It had been 16 years since Iqbal came from Pakistan. It was September 22, 1979 Nighat was only 3 years old but her husband's separation had brought her to the brink of premature old age. She was looking older but peace be upon her. She still believed that Iqbal was alive. And one day he will definitely come back. Iqbal's mother Bilqis Begum was also concerned about her daughter-in-law's strong belief.

Bilqis Begum's eyesight was getting weaker day by day. The doctor told her that black cataract had come down in her eyes. Gradually her eyes became dim. Jamal and his wife could not have children here. They were living in Saudi Arabia in those days.

On the other hand, Iqbal's problems were not diminishing. For some time, Iqbal was living on money earned from prison, but now he had to work hard and at the same time prove that he was a Pakistani citizen. So that he could return to his homeland, but it was not an easy task at all. While looking for a job, Iqbal once again fell into the hands of forced laborers. He was paid for his work, took time to sleep and took care of the coconut and palm trees all day long. It was also his responsibility to pluck the fruits. After dinner, he would be handcuffed the shackles had wounded his feet. Iqbal was enduring this wound, but the only cure for the wound on his soul was to return home.

He missed his mother very much and when the memory of Nighat came to his heart, he felt a hook in his chest. He thought that Nighat must have got remarried. What did he know? Has also been on its way.. Many more years have passed since Iqbal came to Malaysia for a quarter of a century.

In the last two years, Iqbal has not smiled even once. It would be fair to say that he forgot to smile When Iqbal came to bed at night, he prostrated and prayed that Allah would end my ordeal and make way for me so that I could return home. If my mother is alive, I can kiss her hands, if she is dead, her grave. He used to ask for prayers so that he could go to the Qur'an and recite the Fatiha, but he was as sure of the acceptance of prayers as he is today. When ALLAH's mercy comes in full swing, the closed doors are opened and for that too ALLAH has opened the door. The owner of the field died from a snake bite. He started crying and got a chance. He escaped from there.

This time he met a Pakistani businessman and then the obstacles in Iqbal's way were removed one by one. The Lahore businessman started using all his connections and money to open the closed way for his return home.

And then came the happy day when the green passport was in Iqbal's hands. The closed door of his return to Pakistan was open. He fell in prostration.

This true story is not over yet When Iqbal Sahib told me this story of his, when I heard the last part of this story, my hair stood on end. I saluted Iqbal Sahib and said that this salute is not only a salute to your determination but also to your great wife. Also a tribute from me  When Iqbal arrived at Jinnah Terminal in Karachi in July 2007, he did not understand how to get to his home. He had a 6 digit phone number 411789 in his memory. He decided to call and went to the public phone there.

After dialing several times he was getting the same message that your number has changed. Contact for more information. He told the person on duty about this issue and when he told his short story, he told Or the Uncle 6 digit number has been changed to 7 digits first and now to 8 digits. I will tell you now after finding out from PTCL. The changed number was found out after a while which now consisted of 8 digits.

Iqbal With trembling hands, he dialed the number. The specific sound of the bell started coming. Every passing moment was making Iqbal's heart beat faster. Then Iqbal's hearing heard a woman's voice. Islam and peace be upon him. Replied and said that Bilqis Begum is present to talk to him Yes who are you ?? My name is Iqbal After a few moments of complete silence, who got the answer, Iqbal? Yes, I am Iqbal, his son is from Malaysia ... On the other side came the sound of crying

Iqbal asked, "Who are you? Where is my mother? She is fine." Yes, yes, they are fine. I have a look at Iqbal. Now it was Iqbal's turn to be shocked. I'm coming to the airport. Just wait half an hour to pick you up Iqbal's limbs swayed with joy. He did not even think that Nighat would still be waiting for him. Such love, such faith

You have been waiting for me for 3 years. I am waiting for you. I am sitting in the International Lounge. Nighat's whole body was trembling. She ran to another room where Bilqis Begum was praying so that she could tell her the good news.

As soon as Bilqis Begum greeted him, she hugged him and cried and told him that Iqbal has returned and she is going to the airport to pick him up. Bilqis Begum's lightless eyes began to shine and tears flowed from her eyes. She prostrated before ALLAH.

Arriving at the airport, Bilquis kept running around like crazy. She had a picture of Iqbal in her hand, but Iqbal in the form of the bride in the picture had completely changed. When she started passing near Iqbal for the third time, Iqbal stood up and asked in a loud voice, "Who are you looking for?" Nighat said something and put the picture in front of her. Iqbal was overjoyed and grabbed Nighat by the arms and almost shouted, "I am Iqbal in Nighat ..."

The people in the lounge were watching in amazement. On the way back, Iqbal kept crying and as soon as he entered the house, he fell down in a prostrate prostration. Her son is back ALLAH had sent Iqbal for the service of his mother after 3 years. After some time, Sahib went to bed and Iqbal and Nighat continued to serve him wholeheartedly till his death.