Saturday, February 7, 2026
When we first met at my house in Canada in 1992, I was 20 and he was 22. We were the only friends of each other and now I am at zero.
We were spiritual friends. Allah Ta’ala sent me a message through my wife’s dream, just a few days after he was buried. Following is her dream in her own words.
“ Hum 4 (mein, mere husband, Mateen aur Quddus) aksar bahir jaate the khana khane. Hum 4 phir kahin khana khane gaye, hum ek table pe the jahan 4 ki seat thi. Mein apne husband se kehti hoon ke Quddus bhai yahan kya kar rahe hain wo to inteqaal kar gaye hain. Mateen kehti hai ke tum kesi baat kar rahi ho Quddus ke liye. Is baat pe Quddus bhai hass ke muskura ke Mateen ko 2 dafa kehte hain ke pareshan na ho Mateen Ji, mein jider bhi hoon bohot khush hoon. Quddus bhai ka tab bohot noorana chehra tha”.
Allah Ta’ala always sends me the message through my wife’s dream whenever Allah Ta’ala wants my wife to be witnessed and/or to be prepared for any up coming event with me.
We should not be sad for him anymore because he is happy where he is right now and Instead, we should get prepared for ourself so, we should be happy just like him after we leave from here for the next level. After I heard the dream at any time I feel sad for him, I feel that he is around with me and saying “abey o Chaudhry meri khushi pe matam mana raha hai yaar. Is khawab k zerye khushyoon wali jagah ka imtehani percha leak ker diya hai main ne”.
At the end and also to make it simple, a lot of people underestimated him for what he was capable for/to do. He was very disciplined, never missed Namaz and always stood for Namaz just like a student stands in the class for the attendance. He was very good at general knowledge, on vocabulary and he was an encyclopedia for me and also he was very humble person to forgive & forget just like nothing was ever happened.
