14th July 01:40 am, when my Grandfather came inside His Pictures and I shifted Timelines back into 2019 Permanently

I have always told people that My Grandfather has said that his Love for his children exceeds much more than our love for Him but in my case it is the exact opposite.

My love for my Grandfather exceeds his love for me.

I was upstairs in my room, when all of my thoughts aligned and my life and circumstances had turned back into the way they were in January 14th 2019.

It felt weird, like my Grandfather was alive. It was the Noor of 2019 inside of me, in my brain, soul, heart and body and in the air around me.

I was thinking the same thoughts of 2019. I was overweight just like in 2019. I had sciatica just like 2019.

It felt like I had gone back into 2019.

I went downstairs to have some food as I was reading and was hungry and I saw my Grandfathers photo and it was glowing with the light of a Thousand Dazzling Suns, just like the Noor of the whole Universe had come inside of his portrait and was emanating from His Face.

He was in the picture, alive, smiling, laughing and his eyes crinkling with joy, and he was speaking to me.

He was alive and in the picture.

‘He’s in the picture, he’s in the picture, my grandfathers in the picture.’ I kept on saying to myself.

I went near his portrait and the warmth of His Noor started to emanate from his picture.

I could feel his love and warmth.

‘Dadda, tell me honestly in which year am I living in?’ I asked him.

‘In 2019. And you’re going to stay there until your Noor exceeds as much, more or further.’ said my grandfather.

‘Which means your alive.’ I asked him very much confused.

‘I am always with you. I never left.’ he said happily.

‘Which means youre in the picture.’ I asked still incredulously.

He laughed and said, ‘Yes I’m in the picture.’ he said assuring me.

I heat up my cabbage curry and roti and went upstairs.

In my bedroom there are three photos of my Mowla. One in which he is in GHQ, the other when they photographed him in Islamabad, the next when he is sitting on the Noorani takht and the Noorani family members surrounding during his Diamond Jubilee in 2018.

I was looking at all of the photos, and in all three the Noor of the 49th Imam of the Time was emanating from His Pictures.

He was alive and in front of me.

I was mourning since 4th Feb, and now on 14th July, the mourning had left the building.

They say when a person does the Deedari of the Imam it is very hard to retain the Deedar of the Noor as the Light is too powerful unless you are strong enough spiritually.

It felt exactly like that to me as I had done the Noorani Deedar of my Grandfather again after December 2017 and since I was a young innocent child and teenager.

It is said when an innocent cries, the cries reach the Arsh of Allah and, Allah gives relief to them.

On 5th of Feb, I was in the Jamat Khana and I was wailing my eyes out.

Everyone was looking at me, and everyone near or far could hear my loud cries which I am 10000000% sure have reached the Arsh of Allah because my Grandfather has come back to me, through his pictures but this Time ALL of his Noor is encompassed in His Portraits.

In 2019, It Was ‘Rays of Light’.

In 2025, It is ‘The Complete Embodiment Of Light Encompassed In Shah Karim Al-Husseini Aga Khan’.

If anyone reading this is thinking that I might have prayed a bit extra or done aitakaf.

But in all honesty I was doing the Tasbih of the Names of Allah Almighty which resulted in my My Mowla coming back to me, and me shifting timelines back into 2019.

My grief, mourning has ended.

I AM THE HAPPIEST PERSON IN THE WORLD.

Shukr Alhumdulilah.

Allahuma Salyi Allah Muhammadin Wa Alihi Muhammad.

Between the Last 5 Months.

Today 14th July 02:30 am.

He’s in the pictures. He’s in the pictures. My Grandfather Himself Is The Living Picture.

Shukr Alhumdulilah.

Allahuma Salyi Allah Muhammadin Wa Alihi Muhammad.