A Majzoob is one who remains all the time intoxicated with the love of Almighty Allah and cannot function outwardly in an ordinary way, and may appear mad. A few years back, his sudden appearance in the village surprised everyone. His gesture was not an ordinary one. Usually worn partially torned woolen shirt, a long attire (Phern) extended up to his bottom, his curled black and white beard, shaved head, broad rounded face, and deeply sunken eyes, with a firepot in one hand and a bundle of clothes on his left shoulder reflecting his strange character.
During his long stay in the village, I got an opportunity to observe his actions that were full of mystery and surprises. He never uttered a word about his personal life. Nobody from the locality knew his original name or his actual residence. Surprisingly, someone from our village addressed him by the name- “Moum Bab”. Since then, this particular name and title intermixed with his personality to the extent that people unanimously agreed to write the same name on the remaining stone at his grave.
During the day time, he was seen making, unfailingly, countless daily rounds around the entire area like a soldier guarding his territory against the enemies. He was indulging in strange actions, sometimes he used to take stick formed circles or zigzag line on the ground, changing the position of things lying on the ground from left to right and right to left. Most of the time, I saw him walking with bare feet whether it was the blazing heat of summer or the bone-chilling cold of winter. On few occasions, I saw him opting for complete seclusion, took refuge in the nearby jungle for several days.
hen the People in the locality having deep faith in mysticism witnessed such extraordinary virtues reflecting from his character, they started to develop a kind relationship with him based on true love and affection. They gave him due regard and respect, requested him for supplications –Duwa’s. They considered it as a good omen if he calls someone or knocks on the door of any house. A person or a shopkeeper thrilled with joy if he shared any foodstuff with him or if he accepts any gift from him. Those gifts were either in the form of foot or body wear. He didn’t accept any other kind of material other than that, never touched a coin or rupee.
Occasionally breaking out into intemperate and immoderate language, especially when surrounded by a crowd, he was often irked and piqued by the short-sighted people with little moral values who for fun sake formed a bee-line to tease him by shouting Moum Mouth, Mouma Brind… But there are the people among the elderly generation and budding youth who held him in such large esteem that they would never fail to accept the dust of his feet as the decoration of their eyes and would always regard his spoilt brat, brashness and bawling as huge blessings
It turned a shock for the entire area when he left this area for good without giving any clue. His fans searched him here and there to find out his whereabouts. But, he remained untraced for quite some time then came the news that he had taken shelter in the house of Mohammad Ramzan Dar from Sadrukoot, Payan district Bandipora, then his well-wishers started to pay occasional visits to the place. According to them, he was no longer now wandering but he had taken permanent inhabitancy there.
Very recently on the 28th of January 2021, the news of his physical death circulated on social media, shocking all his admirers. The People from the entire area that include New Theed Harwan, Dara Gandtal, Muftibagh, Darbagh rushed to the spot and paid the last respect to his departed soul with mournful eyes. He was buried at the nearby shrine in the same locality. Few individuals from our village conducted special prayers and feast expressing their love and respect in favor of him.
Oh, Bab, you parted from us physically
But, spiritually we feel your presence.
May Almighty Allah bless you eternal peace!

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