Cherished Memories of Africa — Page 291
273 told him: ‘I have a friend called Basharat Ahmad Sahib; he is a devoted Ahmadi, knows 3 R’s. I am sure he will be able to manage it well’. My father had served in the Furqan Force. In addition to Urdu, he knew some English as well. After serving in Furqan Force, he worked as a contractor in Sindh for quite a while. After some heavy losses in the business he returned home and started farming. Malik Sahib asked Shah Sahib to call Basharat Ahmad Sahib for interview one of these days. My father went to Gujranwala on the specified day. Allah, the Comforter It was summer. After lunch, I had a nap. I dreamt that my father had entered the house smiling. When my mother enquired about the job prospects, he replied, ‘interview has taken place and they told me that they will let me know later’. Then I woke up and narrated the dream to my mother. Before sunset, my father returned home smiling and it happened exactly as I had seen in the dream. We were all pleasantly surprised. Telephone facilities were not available those days. After a few days, a message was received through Shah Sahib for my father to start the job on such and such day. My father reported for duty. After a short period, by the Grace of Allah, Malik Sahib made a reasonable increment to my father’s salary. Allah showered his blessings in such a way that our financial situation started changing rapidly. First of all, one of my brothers went abroad. Then my father went to Bahrain. Then over a short period, all family members spread out to various countries all over the world. ہل ق دم ق ا ق