Death
Haji Muhammad died of natural causes on Monday, the fifteenth of the Islamic month Rabī ‘ul-Awwal 1064 A.H., aged one hundred and five. This date corresponds to Monday the eighteenth May 1654 A.D. He was buried in the village named Naushehra in Gujrat. His body was later interred at Ranmal Sharif in Gujrat. His grave is open to the public. The part of land on which his grave has been buried, belongs to the territory of Ranmal Sharif. The number of plot was formerly 220 and at the present 84/1.
Due to flooding in 1757 his body was transferred from its original burial site. According to legend, when his coffin surfaced, his body was entirely intact, even his shroud was unharmed. After being damaged again by the river Chenab his coffin was finally moved to the west of Ranmal Sharif. In 1950 this new tomb was damaged by rain. Consequently the supports subsided and cracks appeared in the tomb. His death anniversary (‘Urs) is held at this place every year again. Urs starts on 2nd Thursday of Har (Bikrami Calendar) which falls in the last 10 days of June and usually lasts 3 days. Thursday and Friday for men and Saturday for women.
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