Nevertheless, children would continually harass him. They teased him and threw stones, but Tajuddin never stopped them. He would collect the stones that struck him so that they would not be thrown again. Being pelted with stones may have been instrumental in helping Tajuddin regain normal human consciousness. Perhaps through these mischievous children and their apparent torment, Hazrat Chisti was bringing Tajuddin back to full creation-consciousness. Soon after several stoning incidents, Tajuddin started acting normal. No one knew that he had become a Sadguru.
Gradually the young Perfect Master became highly regarded. Once while he was strolling through the town, he suddenly entered the house of a weaver. Tajuddin told the man forcefully, "Gather your family and valuables, and immediately leave this house!" The man hesitated for a moment, but he was so impressed by the saintly personage of the intruder that he complied. Within a few moments after leaving, the house caught fire and burned to the ground. The man's family and some valuables were thus saved.
On another occasion, a man sought out Tajuddin and then pleaded, "Hazrat, come! My daughter is on the verge of death." The man had sought the best possible medical advice, but the girl's condition had not improved. Tajuddin closed his eyes and after a few moments smiled, saying, "Your daughter is all right now. Go to her."
The man returned home and was amazed to find his little girl sitting up in bed eating dinner. When he asked his wife how she had recovered so quickly, his wife answered, "Just a few minutes before you arrived, a wandering beggar came to the door asking for alms, and I gave him some food. He inquired about our daughter and I showed him into her room. He was with her for only a few moments, and when he left he said, 'Do not worry any more, she will be all right.' " Later, when this family went to see Tajuddin, the wife declared that he was the same mendicant who had come to their house.
Years passed during which Tajuddin lived on the streets of Kamptee, often sleeping on a bridge near the railway station. During the day or night he would roam throughout the city. Although he appeared as a madman to strangers or as a fakir to others who knew him, Tajuddin was actually perfected and functioning as a Qutub at that time.