In playing Hindū music, beating the drum, and other accom­plishments of that sort he is unrivalled in this age. Although he cannot be said to have any other accomplishments, save calligraphy and transcription, yet he sometimes composes a couplet. The following is one of his couplets:—

“This world, which moves crookedly, gives me no rest,
Until I have threaded my needle with the thread of my
desire.”