The same Aga Barqi writes:

A person named Mash-hadi Muhammad Jehangir, after touring various places, presently trades in carpets and blankets, and in this connection he travels to Kashan as well. I know him since many years, but I had never had the opportunity to travel with him, although I am aware that he was well known to be an upright and truthful person, in spite of the fact that he did not have much wealth.

When I visited him a few days ago, I saw that he was a man of moderate rank and lived a very simple life, although the traders were prepared to give him goods worth a hundred thousand Tomans, but he only picked stocks depending on his financial capability. Once I had the chance to stay with him for sometime in Kashan.

During discussions on religious topics and miracles of the infallibles, he addressed me: Aga Barqai, a person should control himself so that his needs may be fulfilled. Then he explained his circumstances in brief and said: I will tell my life story on some other occasion, by which a whole book can be prepared.

In brief, my financial condition was very good and I was able to sell carpets door to door and make a profit of more than a hundred Tomans daily, but when a person becomes rich, he falls into sinful activities. Thus, I also started committing such acts, till my prosperity began to decline. I lost all my capital and I became indebted to an extent of more than a thousand Tomans, whereas I did not own a single Toman to repay it. I did not leave my house for months. When I got tired of sitting, I came out in disguise.

One night a creditor, who knew that I came out at night, sent a policeman to wait for me in the dark and when I came out, he had me arrested. I said in the police station: Put me in jail, but you will not be able to recover your money even during the whole night, because I don't even have ten cents; however I promise that if Allah, the Mighty and Sublime gives me ease, I will clear the debt. They left me on this assurance.

Another creditor (whose name also he mentioned) came to my house. My wife came behind the door carrying my two-year-old child. He kicked the door in such a way that my wife was hit and the child was injured so seriously that it died within a few hours and my wife fell sick. And she is still sick after all these years. My wife sold all the household goods we had. Sometimes, in order to buy bread we even had to sell our cups and saucers.

At last, I decided to leave Iran to perform the Ziyarat of holy places. Perhaps I might be able to get some work there and I should be safe from the evil of my creditors. In addition to that, I should seek the mediation from the Holy Imams ('a).

I set out from my hometown and took the route of Khurramshahar, only carrying a small bag, in which I had placed some necessities. There was nothing to eat at that place. When I reached Iraq, I was absolutely alone and was not familiar with the route also. Without giving a thought I started walking in a date orchard. I did not know where I was going and where that orchard would end. There was no one else from whom I could have asked the way. Neither was there anything, which I could have eaten. I was exhausted with travel and hunger. Some dates, which had fallen from the trees were lying on the ground, but I didn't eat them thinking that it was not lawful for me to eat without permission of the owner.

In brief. in these circumstances night fell and there was darkness all around. I sat down in that silent and dark date orchard. Placing my bag on the ground, I began to weep uncontrollably. I was crying loudly when suddenly I saw a very elegant gentleman wearing an Arab head gear without the rope. He asked in Persian: Why are you so anxious. Do not be sad, I know you. I said: Master. I have lost my way. He said: I will guide you. Pick up your bag and come with me.

I had, perhaps, not even walked ten steps when I saw a paved road. He said: Wait here, a bus will come and take you. Meanwhile the headlights of a bus appeared and that gentleman went away. When the bus came near, it stopped by itself and took me aboard. At one point they made me board another bus and did not charge any fare. In this way each bus driver conveyed me from one bus to another till I reached Karbala, and no one asked me for bus fare as if they were appointed on this job from before.

In Karbala Moalla also, I could not find any work. My condition was very bad. Thus, I entered the holy sanctuary of Imam Husayn ('a) and requested: Master, I have come into your service. Please reform my conditions. After that I wept a lot. When I came out from the holy shrine [it was the Day of Arbaeen (fortieth day of martyrdom)]. I saw that same master, whom I had seen in the date orchard. When I greeted him, he replied and handing me ten dinars, said: Take these ten dinars. I said: Master, they are less. He said: They are not less; if they prove insufficient, I will give you more. I said: Master, where do you live? He replied: I am available in these places only.

Mash-Hadi Muhammad used to say: That money was also weird. It exuded a strange type of fragrance. Whatever I purchased from it, gave me a profit many times over. I made a lot of money. Whenever saved a few thousand Tomans, I came to Iran and repaid my debts to that extent. And all this was through those ten Dinars.

The following year, I saw that same gentleman in the tomb of Imam Ali ('a). I said: Master, please help me some more. He gave me another five Dinars, but after that I never saw him again.

One day I was passing through the market of Najaf al-Ashraf, when a trader called me and asked: Can you come up to my room? I said: Yes. He said: Do you have any guarantor? I replied: I have two. Who, he asked? I replied: One is the Almighty Allah and another is Amir ul-Mu’minin ('a). He accepted that.

Thus, sometimes that trader entrusted me with a thousand dinars and I went to Baghdad and brought commodities from there. I was his partner in this trade and I retired all my debts through that business, but since my family was in Qom, I was compelled to return. In the shrine of Imam Husayn ('a), I had only prayed that my debts be cleared and I should become moderately self sufficient. I did not ask for more, because I had seen the evil effects of wealth and prosperity.

There is a replica of tomb in the house of Mash-hadi Muhammad. His sincerity can be gauged from the mourning program (Majlis) that he arranges. I have attended it personally. He used to say that Lady Fatima Zahra ('a) attends the program.