The respected Maulavi has narrated that approximately thirty years ago, there was such powerful earthquake in Quetta, Balochistan (which is a part of Pakistan now), that the whole city was destroyed and around seventy-five thousand people were killed. A six-month-old baby girl of Mirza Muhammad Sharif, son of Mirza Muhammad Taqi, was sleeping in a cradle at the time of the quake.

After one week, the British regime ordered that all bodies recovered, be they Muslim, Hindu or others, should be placed together and cremated.

Manucheher Maurisi has narrated a long story whose gist is that when he was teaching in the village of Ascer, on the outskirts of Laristan, a young resident of that place, named Ahmad, fell seriously ill till he was in the agony of death.

Aga Manucheher started reminding (Talqeen) about the principles of faith. After much persuasion, he recited the confession of faith: There is no god, except Allah. In the same way, he recited: Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah, with a great difficulty; but he did not utter the sentence of: Ali is the Wali of Allah.

It is also narrated from late Shaykh Muhammad Nahawandi that one night he saw in dream that he was performing the Ziyarat of Mash-had Muqaddas and had entered the holy sanctuary.

Some trustworthy scholars of Najaf al-Ashraf have narrated the statement of pious intellectual, late Shaykh Husayn bin Shaykh Mashur that:

One night in dream, I saw that I was in the holy sanctuary of Imam Husayn ('a). A young, energetic and clever man entered the sanctuary and saluted the Holy Imam ('a) with a smile and the Imam also replied to him with a smile. After that; the following day, which was a Thursday, I saw that young man in the shrine again and he saluted the Imam with a smile and after that he departed.

Shaykh Muhammad Taqi Lari, who lived for many years in Najaf al-Ashraf, narrated:

One day I was at the cloth shop of one of my friends in a locality in Karbala. Suddenly I saw a gold coin lying on the street and passersby were not noticing it. Without saying anything to anyone, I went to it and stretched out my hand to pick it up, but realized that I was mistaken and that was a spot of filth. Feeling ashamed of my own act I returned to my seat and no one was aware of it.

The respected Sayyid has narrated from Shaykh Husayn Halawi, student of Sayyid Murtaza Kashmiri that he wanted to marry the daughter of late Sayyid Mohsin Amili. Thus he met his teacher and before he could mention his real objective, he asked him to please draw one Istikhara for him. After a moment's consideration, the Sayyid remarked: I don't like that a Sayyid lady should marry a non-Sayyid. When he said this in the beginning itself, I changed my mind about taking Istikhara.

The Sayyid has also narrated from Alam ul-Huda Malairi, that when he was studying religion in Najaf al-Ashraf, he was in financial trouble for some days, till one day he had no money even to buy provisions for his family.

Owner of special qualities, son of Murtaza Kashmiri, Aga Sayyid Ali Naqi Kashmiri said: I heard from the learned scholar, Sayyid Abbas Lari that:

When I was studying in Najaf al-Ashraf, one day during the month of Ramadhan, after arranging my Iftari meal, I left the food items in the room and came out and locked the door. Then after performing the Evening and Night Prayers, at night I returned to the Madressa.

The Shaykh says: In that same journey, I went for the Ziyarat of Samarrah. When I decided to go into the holy cellar, the time Evening (Maghrib) Prayer had arrived and I had not performed the obligatory prayer. I saw congregational prayers in progress in the Masjid adjoining the door of the cellar, but I did not know that the Masjid was used by Sunnis and they were praying the Night (Isha) Prayer.

Resident of Koh Darab, pious and religious man, Shaykh Muhammad Ansari has narrated that I performed the Ziyarat of Karbala in 1370 A.H.

My son was ailing, so I took him along for cure. On the day of Arbaeen (40th day), I went to the banks of Euphrates to perform the ritual bath of Ziyarat and stepped into a corner of the stream and started the ritual bath.

Suddenly a huge wave swept him away and only his head was visible at a distance. I did not know swimming and there was no one there, who could have saved him.