I need neither any support from any divine sanction nor any supernatural authority as a proof of my mission. For my mission is based on the facts of knowledge and science. But judging from the present situation of the world in which the views of the Quran expressed by me must appear as against the desires and the necessities of the people, and hence would miss the attention which they deserve, I think I would not be doing full justice to my mission if I assumed reticence about the facts which are concerned with the divine sanction of my mission, and therefore instead of keeping such facts to myself as was my own personal affair, I will shed some light on the topic, telling the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, with God as my witness, and although I might err in the interpretation of certain facts, yet the truth of my narration of the subjects themselves may be considered as pure truth beyond any doubt. No doubt the requisite qualities were bestowed on me by the providence yet the mysterious hand of the divine power had a particular bearing on the fact of setting the direction of my mission. For instance but for such guidance I might have been found to struggle in the field of atomic physics to advance the work of Einstein further, or to advance the work of Bacon or Freud further, and these things I could have quite easily done. But the Providence selected me for a different course in the combined fields of the men above mentioned with a broader object and in a wider scope so that all of these fields were encompassed at once, and with greater truth to find the result.
Mohammad, Peace be upon Him had said, “The course of revelation is ended. Dreams of Good tidings are now left for the believers”. And it is about the tidings that I had in my dreams that I have to tell. But these are the dreams of a kind which fall far beyond the analytical scope of Freuds and Jungs. It is quite a number of such dreams that I saw in my life and the interpretations of most of them I have seen fulfilled. One characteristics of such dreams is that they are never forgotten even to the minutes to their details. It is a very interesting topic and I would cherish to dwell at length on it. But I will be brief, exceptionally brief. To interpret the Quran and the Gospel, particularly regarding the views of these scriptures about this modern atomismistics materialism, has been my mission and it is regarding this mission alone that my divine sanction is concerned. The importance of my mission may be judged from the fact that now that the followers of the Quran are preparing to celebrate the end of the fourteenth century, a century which has remarkable significance in the traditions of Islam, and surely they will very sincerely do their utmost best in chalking out the programme of the post fourteenth century, but there is great probability that they despite their sincere efforts may find themselves moving like the horse of a treadmill, constantly in motion yet not advancing a step forward. Another probability is that they will make great exertions and remarkable progress in the modern way amassing weapons and gaining power. But to what end? To a severe martial conflict between the two groups which already divine the world in two main divisions. With the result obviously that the atomic war will end both the groups leaving none to claim the victory. Judging from the notions, and the views and the trends and the understanding of the Islamic world and their yearning after the modern progress, it is not difficult to realize that their endeavour will be no more than endeavour to reach the atomic hell along with the people of the west. But what is the actual course they should adopt? What ought to be their actual policy? What light the Quran sheds on the topic? And what part the Gospel of Jesus Christ has to play in the international episode, so that this world escapes the dreadful atomic doom. My mission it had been to provide answers to these questions in the light of the Quran and the Gospel. If then such a mission has some significance, then there is no wonder if some divine sanction is claimed for it. God still lives and might have not lost interest in his creation, which now due to the erroneous direction of their march is on the verge of falling in the atomic Jehannah. God might be concerned over the state of the human affair. There is no wonder then that a certain person may be led onto a particular destination through a certain course, so that he would point to the world the actual purport of God’s revelation. The importance of such a scheme is such that if the Islamic world in their fifteenth century celebrations arrange an exhibition of books, then I may be allowed to say that the exhibition of books will be deemed as incomplete Inspite the collection of the greatest works ever produced in the Islamic History, unless, my works, particularly the two volumes, namely, “Quran predicts, describes, characterizes and averts the atomic hell” from mankind. And “The Quran quells atomism and redeems mankind from atomic annihilation,” the w=two volumes called the atomic hell series and being the interpretation of one of the chapters of the Quran, the chapter which may rightly be called as the chapter of this present age of atomism are included in the exhibition.
I have many strange things about myself to tell, that at present at least I will desist from narrating. Things indeed unbelievable unless the Integrity of my character is known. How if I tell you that I remembered an instance which happened to me when I was only an infant a few months old. Or that I had made independently the discovery of the curvature of the universe at a time that I neither had much knowledge nor perhaps I had heard the name of Einstein. But leave these things. These are mere trifles. From the school I had absconded after years of coerced tormenting presence without taking the examination of matriculation, never to return, and my father succumbed to grief and after sickness died heartbroken. But soon after his death, as if my eyes were opened and to this day I have found myself engrossed in some book or the other. Ever since the sad memory of the visage of my father has never left, if ever I saw him in a dream, I saw him wearing white garments, and standing like a statute engrossed in deep thought and standing upright in silence. Nor has the sense of guilt ever left me about him. But providence had perhaps other ends in view.
The first ever dream that had its bearing on my future mission I saw when I was only a young child. I saw that one of the rooms of the house of my father had no roof on it. Its walls too were lowered .The debris had fallen outside along the walls like support. Presently I swathe light of two torches like electric torches, falling on the northern wall of the dilapidated room and moving about as if the source of the light moved further toward the wall. In the same instant repeated sound of the word, “Alarum” I heard as it issued from the point of the source of light, soon I beheld two riders on horseback from south approaching the wall. The light of the torches actually issued from the foreheads of these riders. Their faces I could not see. They approached the room and I saw that they climbing up on the eastern wall still on their horses moved on the wall and traversing the northern wall they turned round on the western wall and with their face to the south disappeared. In recent years when reading the life of Francis Bacon the trumpeter of the new age, I was surprised to read that Bacon in his teens while in France had seen in a dream two days before the death of his father in England, that the house of his father Sir Nicholas Bacon was plastered all over with black mortar. Alas indeed for Bacon, for as a result of His philosophy today the entire world is plastered with black mortar. The nature of my mission may be inferred from the nature of my dream which I have narrated. The strange circumstances of my dreams is that at that time I had no idea of the English word “Alarum”. But “Alarum” I hear in this world today and so also this world might hear the Alarum of my mission and my works. Nor do I think that at that time I had ever seen the light of the electric torch light.
Then in 1942, in my 25th year, when I was in Mussayyib a place near Baghdad, Iraq, I saw a dream which changed the whole course of my life. I saw myself on some plane in western Iraq or eastern Syria, for the dark hills of Turkey I sensed in background. I stood facing northward and I saw before me tied with ropes on a bare bedstead woven with course material, a man, very lean, tall, with a face upward very lean features and almost nude. His co lour was a bit swarthy and appeared dirty in complexion. His eyes were almost closed but as if peeped from within. He appeared to be in deep agony and as if last in some remote thought. I kept looking on him. Then I saw myself standing a few yards to the north looking on a tree that was not very tall but round above the stem. Its leaves were broad and looked like the tree of Pipal. On every leaf sat a parakeet of green light, all engaged in humming. The whole of the tree was wrapped in a shroud of radiance. It was a beautiful spectacle to look it. I stood looking at it. Then I saw myself standing about a hundred yards or so in the north, face to face with two men. One of them stood a little to my left while the other stood a little to my right. The one on my left of slight stature was swarthy in color and so lean as if due to fasting and worship that he could not hold his head straight which was tilted toward his right shoulder, and he wore a green turban, like the one worn by Late Grand Mufti Al-Hussaini of Palestine. The one on my right was tall, white, and as beautiful as a statue of Gold exquisitely rendered and was glorious. He stood erect with his eye fixed on some remote object in the south. He wore his black hair to his ears and his beard was thick and black and was of moderate length. It is not possible for me to describe the glory and beauty of his person and I felt a peculiar kind of awe in his presence. No one spoke. But when I saw the one on my right the word Ibrahim due to the resemblance existing between this world and the stature of the one on my right in the quality of the uprightness of stature arose in my mind. And I thought in mind that I was a candidate .The one on my left hand, the green turbaned one I thought recommended me for the post, and he without turning his head looked askance at the one on my right as if noticing his mind in expectation. The whole atmosphere was bathed in moon light and if remember aright I felt a very pleasant fragrance.
I awoke with the sentiments of inexpressible joy and acute regret. Joy at the dream and regret at waking up. My own interpretation of the dreams which I have seen in my experience during the forty year ordeal after the dreams is that the man that was tied was the symbol of my worldly desires that were tied up. All these years I have spent as fine sack-cloth. Since seven years I am living in a room that the final abode of those condemned to capital punishment could be no better. My two last works I wrote in this room. I have always sensed some inexorable power that stood between me and my desires. The green turbaned I think was the Symbolic spirit of Al-Khedhr, a traditional person to whom Allah had sent the Prophet Moses to see a peculiar kind of knowledge which Allah had bestowed on him. But Moses could not find that particular type of knowledge attainable by him and he departed. The instance is mentioned by the Quran and is nowhere to be found in the rabbinical literature and is one to heave significant bearing on the development of human knowledge in future ages. Moses was a law-giver apostle of Allah who conversed with the deity, but Jesus later showed knowledge of the type bestowed on Al-Khidhr. Al-Khidhr is called al-Khidhr by the commentaries of the Holy Quran because he wore green dress. I found the effect of the appearance of Al-Khidhr to me in the dream in that that though not at all qualified to treat and understand the classical highest in every branch of knowledge, science, philosophy, theology and scriptures, for my schooling was too meager to take up such high studies, and without a teacher, and in the most adverse of circumstances, I not only treated the topmost problems but judged them critically, and read the classical works in languages strange to me with deep and clear understanding, and understood the text books of science, nuclear physics, radiobiology, botany, and the works of the greatest philosophers of all history. The proof can be seen in my works. It was in year of 1961 in my forty fifth years when engaged in writing the mind of the Quran, I fell in the habit of composing poetry during the hours of night when I felt uneasy due to the absence of sleep despite my efforts. The collection, about two thousand verses, I took to Dr. Javed Iqbal the son of Late Allamah Iqbal for critical appreciation. “I have smelled the fragrance of the soul of my father in your verses”. Said Dr. Javed Iqbal, now a judge of High Court Lahore, and he handed me a paper on which was written. “The line of thought is exactly identical with that of Allamah Iqbal. In away the work is the echo of the voice of Iqbal. The object which the poet has had in his mind while expressing himself in his work, I pray to Allah that he grant the possibilities of the attainment of the object in question”. Poetry certainly was not the field, in which I had the requisite training, and also that Iqbal has done full justice to his subject and his missions, but I was startled to know that when I recited some verses of mine, the people thought the verses were of Iqbal. Nor can I forget the words of Late Allamah Allauddin Siddiqui, the vice Chancellor of Punjab University who in the Punjab University in the year of 1963 uttered after I had produced a very irrefutable argument in the proof of the divine original of the Quran against a lecturer of the famous scholar Miss Annemarie Schimmel who had questioned the origin of the Quran, when questioned by the present Ulema about my identity, Allamah Siddique said, “ This is a man which has been created in this nation by mere chance. That light of the Quran and understanding which Allah has bestowed on his mind, if this nation will not be able to take, Allah will never forgive. Another one like him will not come”.
The man on my right in my dream, I take to be the symbolical spirit of Abraham. I was directed to the point of Ensuing conflict between the Democritus and Abraham, and all my work is in this very line. The tree with the parakeets I have judged to be symbol of scriptures, all the four of them. Indeed the discoveries of the miracles in the Quran, which I had had the luck of making, no one ever had had. My understanding of the Bible, the old as well as the New Testament too has been exact. The credit, all of it goes to the Merciful Allah.
In the days when I had seen this dream. I could read the Quran but without meanings. Later, when Allah was kind enough to bestow on me the meanings as well as the interpretations of the Quran, things revealing appeared before me respecting my dream. Read the following from the Quran. This is about the Experience of the Holy Prophet of Islam during his nightly visit of heavens:-
“By the star when it setteth, your compatriot erreth not, nor is he led astray, neither speaketh him from mere impulse. It is no other than a revelation revealed to him: One terrible in power taught it him, endued with wisdom. With even balance stood he in highest part of the horizon: Then came he nearer and approached and was at the distance of two bows or even closer… and he revealed to His servant what he revealed. His heart falsified not what he saw. What, will ye dispute with him as to what he saw? No had seen him else another time. Near the Sidrah tree, which marks the boundary. Near which is the garden of Repose when the Sidrah tree was covered with what covered it. His eye turned not aside, nor did it wander” For he saw the greatest of the signs of His Lord”. (Quran: Liii: 1-16)
The interpreters of the Quran write that, Sidrah is a tree in the seventh heaven beyond which human knowledge does not go. The tree is masked with hosts of adoring angels. On every leaf is an angel engaged in adoration. The tree is the abode of angel Gabriel, the messenger of God to the prophets. Angels are constantly engaged in reciting the four scriptures. As far as the question of my dream is concerned, let Allah be my witness, that I have described it with as much care as has been possible for me. Also I too stood at the distance of two bows from the two prodigies which I saw in the dream. To me myself not the dream but its interpretations as I have seen during the forty years of my ordeal and the result is of actual significance. My head, however, bows with hearty gratitude before Allah, for so great a mercy and favor in a showing me such a dream.
Two other dreams of real bearing on my mission I saw about the same period. One of these was that I saw myself lying on a bare bedstead in the north east corner. With my head toward the north, in an empty hall made of mud, its walls so exquisitely rendered and plastered that the like of which I have seldom seen in my waking life. Toward the north behind my head I perceived without looking at it, the crucifix of Jesus. And I awoke, the other one was that I saw myself standing with my face toward the south outside the gate of a very grant mosque built with blocks of brown granite like that of the Shahi Mosque Lahore. The gate before which I saw myself standing at the eastern corner of the mosque. I felt a severe wind coming from the west in the form of a storm and I stepped in the mosque. There I stood in the corridor with my fact toward the west. I saw there in the middle of the mosque a pile of blocks nearly cubical in form with about six feet as aside and whitewashed all over.
The miracles I have discovered in the Quran are as great if not greater than the miracles of science. The guidance thereof is the true guidance and the light is true light as against the guidance and light of atomismistics materialism, the things have reached a stage in the world that no compromise is possible between the achievements of science and the scriptures. Guidance at last has come from the scriptures. If this world has to survive the conflict between the spirit of Abraham and Democritus will being, so that the spirit of Abraham might rescue this world from the ruin of the philosophy of atomism. If no such conflict occurs, this world will surely be consumed by the atomic hell with the disappearance of all these formidable monuments of scientific achievements as if by the magic wand in the atomic hell. Let the Christian know that the present philosophy of atomism is exactly anti-Christic and let therefore now the spirit of Christ appear. Let the Muslims now try to discover the other worldly spirit of Jesus Christ in the writings of the Quran and in the slayings of the Holy Prophet, Peace be Upon Him, and indeed in His life and the life of his close disciples and let them cease now to think that the urn was a book of materialism. Atomic bomb is no weapon. It is a means of complete annihilation. Atomic energy is no energy. It is only an enticement into the atomic hell. The whole thing is the wrath of Allah. Any country resorting to the construction of atomic bombs, or adopting the atomic energy will soon find the results of the curse that is associated with the atomic energy. The loftiest will fall to the grounds of disgrace and ruin. I have said it. And may almighty Allah guide this mankind aright and save it from the shameful and painful end into the atomic hell. Amen.
Dated: 7th November 1979