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Short Biography of Imam Bukhari


His mother woke up with a start and said happily: "What a pleasant dream! Allaah’s messenger Ibraaheem appeared in my dream, and said: "O woman! Allaah restored your son’s eye sight because of your frequent supplications". She said: "O Allaah, make it a glad tiding. "O Allaah answer my supplications and restore the sight of my child."

The pious mother walked to her son’s room, hardly able to move her feet. When she reached his bed, she was about to wake him up but she hesitated. Her broken heart was beating and she kept tenderly and kindly caressing his head with her shaky hands. She was still supplicating and hoping that Allaah would answer her frequent supplications and cure her son. The young boy woke up and started looking in amazement and moving his eyelids in confusion. He said in a breaking voice:

"Mother!! I can see you, I can see your beautiful face! I can see my room and my toys!"

All perfect praise be to Allaah! All perfect praise be to Allaah! Allaah gave me back my eyesight!"

She was so happy that she thought she was dreaming. But she soon realized that it was real when she saw her beloved son running and playing as he used to do. Filled with faith and happiness, she said: "All perfect praise be to Allaah! All perfect praise be to Allaah who has the power to do everything."

One day, when the mother was tidying up the house in the morning, she came across a few papers containing some narrations of the Prophet . She remembered her beloved husband and said sadly and painfully while wiping the tears off her cheeks: "May Allaah have mercy on you, Muhammad’s father. You were a man who used to fear Allaah. You dreamed for a long time that your son Muhammad would be a religious scholar! I promise you that I will do my best to achieve your dear wish, Allaah willing." Then she called her son kindly, and Muhammad hurried to her obediently. Then, she said to him: "It is time for you, my son to seek religious knowledge and benefit yourself and the people around you. Tomorrow I will send you to a small school where you can memorize the Quran, learn Prophetic narrations and study the Arabic language to become an honourable scholar like your father, Ismaa'eel.

The young boy, Muhammad, said cleverly: "Mother! Was my father an eminent scholar?"

The mother replied: "Yes, my son." Mohammad, then said politely: "I promise you, Mother, that I will follow his footsteps seriously and exert all my efforts."