My Mother

by Sir Muhammad Zafrulla Khan

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My Mother — Page 127

Devotion and Sympathy 127 The examination did not take more than two minutes. He came out of her room pale and trembling. He shook his head and ejaculated, ‘This is a miracle. I cannot explain it. ’ The pregnancy took its normal course. We moved from Simla to Delhi in the first week of October. On the morning of January 12, a blessed day which was the birthday of the Promised Son of the Promised Messiah, Hazrat Sahibzadahh Mirza Bashiruddin Mahmood Ahmad, Khalifatul-Masih II, told my wife that her child, a girl, would be born that day. She had seen in a dream a joyous gathering of a large number of people in which it was being said, ‘The child has arrived; she is very beautiful. ’ So it proved. Hazrat Khalifatul-Masih II named her Amatul Hayy. She has, by Allah’s grace, five children, four boys and one girl. Her own advent was a most joyful event which delighted Mother particularly, as she had ardently desired issue for me and had prayed long and earnestly for this Divine bounty.