Cherished Memories of Africa — Page 143
125 mean Zia-ul-Haq. Then I woke up. I remember the dream scenario and the words exactly. On the breakfast table, I narrated the dream to Choudhry Rashid and he told his wife about that immediately. Then we went to the mosque in Southall. The topic of conversation there happened to be Zia-ul-Haq as well. Rashid Ahmad Sahib mentioned my dream to the friends. Rashid Ahmad then took me back to guest house at the Fazl Mosque. There we learnt, the Zia-ul-Haq’s plane was burnt to ashes. We saw that every Ahmadi man and woman was engaged in the praise of Allah, the Almighty for manifestation of His help following the mubahala challenge by Huzur ra. A non-Muslim’s dream fulfilled Once we spent a night with Bambou Jobe in the Kossanar area of Senegal. He told me that his maternal uncle named Samba bah lived in a small village nearby and that he was the village chief and an atheist. He hoped that if we went to him and introduced Ahmadiyyat to him he might convert. So Mambou Jobe Oustaz Ahmad Ly and myself went to the village. It was morning. We went to the house of Samba Bah, bamboo Jobe, told him about us and about the jama’at. After hearing that Samba said, ‘I have been waiting for you for a long time‘. We were greatly surprised; he never knew us, why would he be waiting for us. He explained, ‘many have been visiting me and asking me to become a Muslim. However, I once had a dream that I am converting to Islam through a non-African person. Seeing you today, I have remembered my dream, therefore, I will become a Muslim through you‘. Then he performed bai’at and declared his conversion to Islam.