Allamah Bahauddin Sayyed Ali bin Abdul Karim Neeli Najafi (whatever praise of his is done will be quite less, who was the student of Shaikh Shaheed), in his book ‘Anwaarul Maziyyah’ (written in praise of Imam Ali) narrates an incident from his father who says that: In Neela (a village in Abaee) there lived a person who was the superintendent of the mosque. One day he did not come out of his house, when people called him he excused himself. People inquired about it and they found out that his entire body was charred except his thighs, and he was groaning with pain and sorrow. When people asked him how he burnt himself he replied that, “I dreamt that Qiyamat has dawned, and people are in anguish because majority of them are been thrown into hell, while a small minority was going towards Paradise. I was among those who were going towards Paradise.
Suddenly I reached a large and lengthy bridge which was referred to as ‘Pul-e-siraat’. I started walking on it, and as much as I walked its breadth became narrow and its length increased until I reached a place where it turned sharper than a sword. Beneath was a large valley full of black and roaring fire whose flames were spurting out like large mountain peaks. Some people walked away easily while some slipped and fell down. And I was so much scared that I had no other wish except to cross the bridge rapidly. Suddenly I reached that place where I could no longer control myself and I fell head-long into the pit of the blazing fire. Its pit had no end and the fire pulled me down. I could not even scream and my mind went blank, and I reached down equal to the distance ofseventy years. Suddenly I was inspired and I called out
“O Ali ibne Abi Talib! O Amiral Mo’meneen! Help me my master.”
At that moment I saw a person standing on the edge of the valley. I recognized him to be no other than my master, Ali (a.s.). I called out to him and he commanded me to extend my hand. I did so and he pulled me out of the blazing fire. Then he (a.s.) started extinguishing the fire from my thighs with his blessedhands. I suddenly woke up from my dream and found that my whole body was burnt, except my thighs where my master had laid his hands.” This person treated his wounds for three months and was cured. Now whenever I relate this incident to anyone, he develops fever (due to fear), while only some remain unaffected.