Ali Bin Mahziyar narrates a true story:

One day while I was sleeping I heard a voice saying “Oh! my son come this year to the house of Allah (Kaaba). Come this year and you will see your lmam-e Zaman.” I was awakened from sleep and was very happy.

Thereafter I did not return to sleep and remained awake through out the night. Before he sunrise I performed my Namaz and with the rising of the sun I went to my friends and gather them all in one place and set out for Mecca.

In Mecca every night I used to run from one place to the other as if in search of something which I had lost. Twenty times I had come to Mecca for Haj with the hope that I may feast my eyes on the illumineous and glorious face of my beloved Heaving a deep sigh I said to myself that if this time I could not see him ….? 0 Allah help me and enable me to see my Master, my Aqa.

One night in Masjadul Haram near the house of Allah I was anxiously waiting for him. I was just thinking that when there would be less rush I would perform Tawaaf, as usually I had been performing my Tawaaf and Ziarat.