Who are you and why nothing has reached you?

Who are you and why nothing has reached you?” He replied, “These souls which you are seeing are from Yazd. Today is Friday eve. The living relatives have made charities so all these persons are happy. I am an helpless alien. I am not from Yazd. I am from such and such city. A few years ago, my family and I were passing through this area, I fell ill en route, died and was buried here. I had no children. My wife spent my belongings and after sometime, took another husband.

After marriage, she has forgotten me totally.” I told him, “If I can do anything for you, I am here at your service.” He gave me directions and said, “Her husband is in such and such market of ironsmiths, at such and such shop and his house is at such and such place.” (The dead are more or less aware of the condition of the living and know about them). After rising up, this gentleman goes to the indicated place and finds out the house of the wife of that dead man.

She asks from behind the door, “Who is it?” Then he asks, “Is this the house of such and such ironsmith.” She replies, “Yes.” He asks, “Has the owner of this house married the wife of a dead person named so and so.” As he mentioned the name of the deceased who was not known here to anyone, except the woman. She asked, “How did you know the name of this person who is dead?

Yes, I was his wife and she tells him what had happened after his death.” That man explains, “Last night which was Friday eve I saw this helpless man empty handed and gloomy among all other happy dead persons. He gave me your whereabouts. So I have come here to convey to you the complaint of your ex-husband as to why you do not remember him now?” When I told her this, she wept and said, “He says the truth. In fact, I have forgotten him.

Ever since I took another husband, I have not donated anything (for his benefit in the other world). Please help me in this matter.” I said, “I am at your service.” She took off a golden chain from her neck and handing it over to me said, “Please sell this and utilize its proceeds in whatever charity you may think fit for the benefit of my late husband.” I took that necklace, went to the market and sold it. From its sale proceeds I fed some hungry people and clothed some poor.

Next week, on Friday eve, I saw that this dead person is, in his Barzakh life, happier than all other dead around him; that his gifts and presents are higher than those of others. When he saw me, he prayed for me and said, “May Allah grant you a good reward.