I had heard that there was an Ayatollah called Ayatollah Bahjat, who was of great spirituality. I wanted to see him, I searched and found his house. I went there and knocked on the door... An old man with a short beard and in pajamas opened the door. I asked him about Ayatollah Bahjat. He replied, “...

He stared at the cracks on the walls! It was an old and simple house. He could not believe his eyes. He lived in the USA and had visited forty-five countries; He had a questioning look. He could not help not talking about it, and the day he wanted to go back, he came to Ayatollah Bahjat and said: I ...

For some days, he has drunk a little water. His doctor said that duodenal ulcer had ruined his stomach. He did not give up his acts of worship, even the night prayers. And he did not have any problem. He said, “It is possible not to eat anything, but survive!” He also continued teaching although he ...

In the beginning of Marsiya, I always recited eulogies for Imam Mahdi, peace be upon him. That day I read a poem in praise of his complexion and stature, about the hair and beautiful face of the hidden Imam……. Immediately, Ayatollah Bahjat sent me a message: Tell him not to describe his eyes, eye-br...

I had bought some chicks for my kids. Ayatollah Bahjat liked the kids to keep domestic pets instead of having dolls. When he found out about chicks, he kept saying, “Take care of them.” He also inquired about them; and said, “Their needs must be met.” We made a small cardboard box and put the chicks...

During the thirty years when I was at the service of various scholars, the committee on answering questions would meet, with the religious authority attending it, in order to answer difficult legal questions. To find the answer, Hadith collections or inferential books were referred to, and then the ...

At everybody’s insistence, he agreed to go on Hajj pilgrimage, but provided that nobody was informed. He asked me, “Is it ok with your wife if you come with me?” I replied, “Absolutely!” At the time of Hajj, all preparations were made. Some were informed of his Hajj pilgrimage. For sure other Irania...

I liked to know what he would do when he was alone. I wanted to take a picture of him in seclusion by any possible means. I placed a tiny camera between the books in the top shelf of his bookcase and waited... As usual, he came on time. Before he sat down, he looked up at the top shelf and asked, “W...

I wanted to slap him in the ear. Can an insult be more terrible than that?! I was furious! Didn’t he know him?! I could not easily overlook his boldness. One slap was not enough for him at all. But Ayatollah Bahjat did not even lift his head to see who he is!...

His face was fully soiled. Many were martyred. There was no hope for victory, and he had to keep it to himself. All soldiers were focusing on him. He was the army commander. He went into the trench, and picked up the phone. I was still awake, staring at clock hands....