A Visit to the Resting Place of Lady Fatima al Zahra in Madina & the Secret Link of the Fatimi Prayer
During and after my eldest sister’s passing away, my younger sister and I have… been regularly praying certain prayers that are found in Ahle Bait narrations. Additionally, on the day Qudra came for a healing session for my ailing sister in the hospital, she administered a particular prayer associated with Lady Fatima al Zahra, which is read among her descendants, in order for us to recite.
As a direct result of the related prayers of Lady Fatima, I was shown the following dream:
In the dream I saw myself and my sister taking a journey on our own from Jeddah to the sanctified city of Madina Al Munawara to Masjid-e-Nabi (Prophet Mohammed’s Mosque)
We used a new mode of transportation to reach there. In order to enter the Mosque, we stood in a queue to pay for the duration of stay at the mosque. Just as we pay for parking space when accessing certain commercial areas. (I was quite astonished at what I witnessed as this is not the norm)
Before paying the entry fee, I submitted my sister’s and my ID cards. The lady glanced at my ID and said they need clarification on our identity. So she phoned another senior admin staff.
When I asked the lady, what was the entire problem about? Why we need this ‘clarification’..
She gave me, a master card with our full names which we were supposed to be using for future visits to Prophet’s Mosque.
On the card, I clearly saw the word “Hashimite”..
I entered the mosque.
It appeared more like the Grand Mosque in Makkah than that of Madina.
My sister and I quickly walked towards a white stair case which was designed to take us to the female section.
We took the staircase and came down, it turned to night and we were in some remote place and no longer in the Mosque’s premises.. I looked to my right, and saw a small horizontal, maintained but not renovated white building. I read the sign board, which stated in dark green text, “Fatima Al Zahra” in English and Arabic.
While I was about to enter the building, I saw a grave like structure, I thought –
“ Is this Fatima Az-Zahra’s grave? Should I walk over it? NO, it’s wrong..”
So I walked beside it respectfully and entered the building by opening a large rectangular door covered with aged black leather. Following in my steps was my sister.
My sister and I entered a room. In this room, I saw a small group of women, approximately 7-9, were praying and meditating, deeply engrossed in worship.
Just as we stood for prayer, raising my hand to recite, “Allahu Akbar” (God is Great).. I awoke.
Peace be upon Lady Fatima and her descendants.
