Waadi-E-Jinn(Madina Pak)

It was really very hot. Wind was blowing in the hot desert of Saud-E-Arabia. As hot wind passed by my face, I quickly covered my face by the cloth so called as “Rumal”. And closed the window of  desert Jeep.

It is a story of my visit to “Waadi-E-Jinn” which I had a month ago in Saud-E-Arab. It is at a 40 k.ms distance from Masjid-e-Nabvi. In fact, the name of this valley made me crazy of this place. We offered our Asar Prayer in Masjid-E-Nabvi and then left for Waadi-e-Jin.

After a 15 minutes ride, our kjeep ebtereb in to renounced series of mountains so called as “jabl-e-Uhad. These mountains had crashes in them. Historian says these crashes were made at the time when Ghazwa-e-Uhad took place. The very first sight of the of cashed and dark brown colored Jabl-e Uhad filled my heart with un-explainable feelings and my mind with so many stories of Ghazw-e-Uhad. The mysterious of Uhad seemed silent but they had so many stories to tell.

Our jeep remain travelling in theses silent mountains for a very some time then it finaay entereb in to the deseret of Saud-e-Arab. In my childhood I had heard so many tales aout desert and so many people saying that deserts are horrible and terrifying but this desert was totally different from all those stories I heard in my childhood. Everything had freshness in it. now wind was comparatively less hot and less painful because it was almost eveingin when we entered in to our destination Waadi-e-Jin.

Waadi-e-Jin was surrounded by the dark red colored hills. Theses hills were saying so many things in their silence. Only the effect appeared when fresh air with fragrance touched us and we had the kind of unforgetable feeling which cannot be explained in the words because they would lost their beauty.

“Let’s go down the vally” I shouted.

Deep sand can be problematic. My said with suspecisos expression in his face.

Finaly he agreed when all of us insisted. Now we were in the waad-e-jin. Very few of the people were there in the vally.Silence had governe this vally. Only the voice we could  hear was  of wind and air as it touched to us. And the movement air touched to us, it reminded us we started imagining the time we The HOLY PROPHET would have passed through this valley And reminded  Darkness of the night vielded the vally. This was such a beautiful that not a single thought of fear came in to mind I was so happy even in the deep darkness of 

Returing back from the waadi-e-jin was more memporable whin my My cousin statted engine of the Jeep. And press  the first gear then turneds oofff engine \

Why did you do this” I asked with wondering voice

 “See the miracle of Prophet PBUH”. He said politely with brightmess in his eyes.

After when he turned off the engine. Rather stoping jeep kept on moving even without the power of the engine. I quicly jumped from back seat to front seat just to verify whether its true.

“Its unbelievable” I shouted with praying in my heart.

 We were amazed that jeep kept moving and getting more and more pace finaly the needle of speedometer struck to speed 140 km/h.this was the miracle of Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him). The jeep remained in the same speed till it covered  a distance of 20 km then it started reducing its speed finaly it stoped after covering some of two kilometers distance. After when it completely stopped, my cousine started engine again and jeep started moving but this time sound produced from the engine was totally different from when it was drove by jin.