Haji Matin met us on the side of the road and immediately after introduction offered to take us to our maternal and paternal grandfather's homes. Sadly over the decades and Soviet rockets, the homes are gone and the outside walls are nothing but a grim reminders of it's perimeters. As we were leaving, we noticed an old man was leaving the house just up the hill from our grandfather's place. Haji Matin called him up and told him that he had a couple of special guests that he wanted him to meet. As soon as he mentioned who we were Malang sahib opened his arms and hugged and kissed us as he whispered the sweetest greetings that only makes sense in Dari. He held my hand and said he was waiting for me and was so pleased to have his prayers answered. I can't begin to write about how intense and how immensely living he was. It was as if I knew and loved him all my life.
Malang sahib had a premonition that he had to serve the people without asking anything in return. Apparently someone slipped on the way out of the mosque one day and he took it up on himself to break stones by the river, carry them into the hill and build the steps into the mosque. After that, he decided to build small irrigation canals and ditches to make sure all the homes had an easy exchange of fresh water and used water in their little homes. That is his mission now and he worked tirelessly everyday. He says that he's connected to angels and I ended up believing him after I couldn't transfer his photos (ONLY) from my camera into my computer trying several times until I prayed and asked him in my inner conversation to allow me to share his story. I know it seems strange to most people but this was a very eery spiritual experience for me :). May he continue to inspire generations to come to do good deeds and serve their community just because they want to.