After this, Huzoor Aqdas gave an address. During the address, I remember that the children were sent to the main mosque and were once again organized into a line. We were told that beloved Huzoor would be coming to the main mosque. When Huzoor did come, he met every child and gave them a chocolate. The proceedings ended with a group photo with beloved Huzoor.
I am now fifteen but I still remember the time when beloved Huzoor came to give me a chocolate when I was four. Huzoor’s love for every member of the Jama’at even exceeds the love of parents.