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This is the story of a man who had a disease of sleepwalking and talking, but his disease forced the entire neighborhood to “repent” one night. His name was Karim Bakhsh, but the people of the neighborhood called him “Karim’s meditation” because he often fell asleep standing anywhere while walking.
Once it was a summer night, Karim Sahib was sleeping on his roof. Suddenly his “dream engine” started and he got up in his sleep and left. Coincidentally, that night, there was a theft at the house of Chaudhry Sahib of the neighborhood and the men of the entire neighborhood were guarding the streets with sticks.
When Karim Sahib came into the street wearing a white robe, closing his eyes, and waving his hands, the young men guarding it lost their lives. For one thing, it was midnight, Karim Sahib’s white clothing from above and the strange sounds coming from his mouth! A young man shouted, “Oh, run away! It’s not a thief, this is the soul of a sinner wandering!”
Just as the people were about to run away, Karim Sahib stood up against a wall and shouted loudly, “Everyone will be held accountable! What has been hidden will have to be brought out!” Actually, he was asking a shopkeeper for an account of the loan in his dream, but the people of the neighborhood thought that perhaps it was an angel who had come to take account of their “black deeds”.
Chaudhry Sahib, who was the biggest landowner of the neighborhood, fell on his knees in fear and said, “O unseen power! I promise that I will return the land of the widow Bibi tomorrow, just forgive me!” Another sahib said, “I will also return the fan that I had stolen from the mosque fund in the morning!”
Karim Sahib laughed loudly in his sleep and said, “You have made it too late!” It was audible that the crowd screamed and shouted. Some fell into the drain, while others left their cloaks there and ran away barefoot.
In the morning, when Karim Sahib woke up in his bed instead of sleeping under a tree in the neighborhood square, people began to look at him with devotion. Since that day, many of the neighborhood’s problems have been fixed, because everyone was afraid that the “white-clad accountant” would come again. Karim Sahib is still surprised today as to why people now change their ways when they see him and why Chaudhry Sahib averts his eyes when he sees him.