Tauba Without Fear — Mercy Without Limits

There are events you attend, and then there are events you wait for. For me, the three days of Ijtema at Jhang Mahad are not routine. They are the one point in the year where faith feels sincere and repentance feels attainable. In a country where religion often feels loud or performative, this Ijtema remains my most genuine hope for inner correction.

Before the bayans, something deeply meaningful stood out: the arrangements for women. The space was spacious, dignified, and intentionally planned. Movement was easy despite large crowds, and extended facilities reflected understanding rather than an expectation to “adjust.” In sacred spaces where women are often an afterthought, this felt like quiet mercy in action.

This Ijtema is not a social gathering or a yearly habit for me. It is my most consistent place of hope—hope that Allah will still turn towards me despite my sins, delays, and inconsistencies. I come carrying the weight of a year, believing that if repentance still exists anywhere, it exists here.

Both bayans delivered by Janashin Hazrat Sahibzada Habibullah Ahmad Naqshbandi (DB) were deeply moving and spiritually transformative in their own way. One awakened an appreciation of Divine love—reminding us who Allah is, and allowing hearts to fall in love with the Creator all over again. It softened the heart, rekindled intimacy, and restored longing.

Yet it was the Tauba bayan on the second day that stayed with me most persistently. Not because the other was any less profound, but because this one reached a different depth. The atmosphere shifted. Tears moved through the gathering collectively, carrying one shared certainty: that Allah would forgive today.

His words did not shame sinners or glorify guilt. They opened doors. Repentance felt possible, not distant:

The dua that followed felt inseparable from the bayan itself. As Janashin Hazrat Sahibzada Habibullah Ahmad Naqshbandi (DB) raised his hands, it did not feel like absence, but continuity. There was an uncanny resemblance to Hazrat Ji (R.A.)—not merely in tone, but in depth and spiritual gravity—the same ability to make thousands feel personally addressed. The softness carried broken hearts, silent struggles, and those longing to return.

The dua also reached beyond the gathering, including our oppressed brothers and sisters, reminding us that repentance and responsibility walk together, and that Allah’s mercy does not narrow when we falter.

What made this even more remarkable was that Janashin Hazrat Sahibzada Habibullah Ahmad Naqshbandi (DB) not only delivered these bayans but also oversaw the entire organisation of the Ijtema with his team. To balance such responsibility with spiritual presence and sincerity reflects a divine facilitation granted where Allah wills.

I did not leave claiming purity or transformation. I left reassured that return is always possible. That reminder alone makes these three days worth waiting for, year after year, as long as Allah allows.

May Allah protect Janashin Hazrat Sahibzada Habibullah Ahmad Naqshbandi (DB) and his family in faith, health, and safety. May Allah grant him qabooliyat in his efforts, accept his words and intentions, and continue to make him a means of guidance for others. May Allah make Mahad a lasting beacon of sincerity and light, and may this Ijtema be a means of forgiveness for our known and unknown sins, drawing us closer to Him. Ameen.