The madness of subduing the jinn resulted in a tragic death.

The incident I am about to write about is about our close relative. He was a doctor by profession. But he was also interested in his practice and used to read various books about it. He used to make Hamzad his subordinate through some action.

He had cut a piece of wood, after which it came into his possession. He would pat his head lightly and sit quietly. After some time, Hamzad would speak and tell him how and what the problem was. He also gave me an action, but I had started studying Ubqari's Wazaif, and I was studying it—I am still studying it—so there was no need for any other action.

Factor without perfection

The doctor would often visit our house after a month or two. He would also treat witchcraft and demons through surgery, but he did not take permission from any dervish; rather, he did so on the basis of knowledge and wisdom. A girl in our neighborhood used to have epileptic seizures, and he would give her free medicine because they could not afford expensive treatment. Once, three to four months passed, and he did not come. I was worried that everyone was well. I requested my parents to contact him and ask for his well-being. I do not know where he had gone. When he did not come for some more time, my father and mother decided to go to his house themselves and ask for his well-being. Because mobile phones were not so common at that time. When my mother and father returned from there, they started telling me that he was very sick. 6 He was having a hard time even walking, and senior doctors had forbidden him to go out in the sun, but he said that he would come to meet his daughter (i.e. me) soon.

Enmity with the Janati tribe

When he came to our house, I was worried to see him because his condition was really bad. Yellow color, weakness, fainting, and especially being in a daze—he would fall silent after a while during the conversation. I had never seen such a style and attitude of his before. Maybe he also realized this and said to me, "You are my daughter; what should I hide from you?" I have told my family that I am being treated unfairly.

The answer to magic is three. The main thing, son, is that there is a family in our neighborhood. The young brother of those sisters had been acting strangely for a long time, sometimes breaking the utensils in the house, beating them every day; in fact, he was possessed by some evil jinn. When I came to know, I sympathetically asked them to bring him to me; they brought him. When I started reciting the ritual, the jinn appeared and said, "Do not come between us, or you will regret it." I did not pay attention to anything she said, cut his hair and put it in a bottle, and then set fire to his hair, which also burned the jinn. After that day, the boy got better, but now the jinns of that jinn's tribe are after me. That tribe is very powerful.

Hamzad also cheated.

I advised the doctor to ask Hamzad to save you from them. He told me that Hamzad says that I am very weak compared to these giants; if I come in between, they will kill me too. I am very weak; they are strong. They will kill me too. He said that I often sit down and see brown giants as tall as my elbows. They attack me with long and thick sticks in their hands, and first of all, they hit me on the brain so that I can come under their control. They tell me that we will not leave you; you have killed that genie. I was very worried after hearing their words, but they themselves consoled me and gave me some vitamin pills that they often brought for me and left. I went to see them at the gate. They said that they would come when my son is well. They prayed and left.

Finally, the jinn took revenge.

But you are right that the giants are very terrible if they come for revenge. A month later it was discovered that the doctor had died. Hospital doctors said they had ended some time ago. At first their brain was attacked; they were severely shocked, and then the internal system of the body began to deteriorate. There was a bag through the drain from the heart, and their family used to say that the blood bag was filled as if someone was wounded inside the body. I understood that the jinn had taken revenge on them.

Readers! This incident is a lesson for us to never subjugate the jinn and sympathizers; do not make a slave, nor do it without any perfect permission to act as a result of what you see. May Allah protect us all!