“Thou hast kept one thing, and (many) things are lost to thee.”
“Beware, at the last,*
from whom thou remainest apart.”*
The liberality and charity of the Shaikh's disposition were such
33. that on certain fixed occasions,*
either once or twice in the year,
he scattered abroad in promiscuous charity*
all the money and
goods that he had received gratuitously, and he and his chaste
wife kept nothing in the cell that was their dwelling but an
earthen pot and a piece of old matting, and when he saw that his
treasure-chest was full he would again in the same manner
disburse its contents in promiscuous charity,*
and notwithstanding
this (profusion), on the birth-day and feast-day of the holy Ghau-i-
“In the name of God, the Director and Guide in the darkness of occans and deserts.” I have many times seen and experienced the efficiency of this holy saying in positions of fear* and danger. Another is:—
“Praised be He in respect of Whose Essence our thoughts are
bewildered,
“Praised be He in respect of the understanding of Whom our
understanding soars.”*
And there are many other examples of such prayers, praises ẕikrs and choice phrases, and the signet-ring posy of that holy man, composed by himself, was as follows:—
“Dā'ūd has been effaced in name and trace
“For poverty effaces all traces.”
When I, the author of these pages, in the time of Bairām Khān, (that best of times, when India was as a bride,)* was a student in Āgra, I heard from certain darvīshes great reports of the Shaikh's noble and majestic attributes, and from that time forward I sowed 34. the seed of attachment to and trust in him in the ground of preparation (for meeting him) and was in secret a slave to this desire (of meeting him).
And at that very time I repeatedly made attempts to go and
pay my respects to that holy man, clothing myself in the pilgrim's
garment meet for the circumambulation of that threshold around
which the angels do go, and set out*
for Shīrgaṛh (with this object).
But sometimes my father, who has now obtained pardon and
forgiveness of his sins, withstood me and turned me back in the
way, and sometimes I was let by other hindrances, which were the
means of disappointing me of the fruition of that good fortune.
A period of twelve years passed over me, thus expectant, before one
of the servants of that court, Shaikh Kālū by name, a solitary
traveller, who had himself*
formerly been the means of my secret
knowledge of the Shaikh, like the humā, from hidden regions cast
his shadow on Badāon and its environs, and said to me, “Is it not a
pity that the holy Miyāṅ (Shaikh Dā'ūd) should be in the land of
the living and that you should (be content to) rest with hope
unfulfilled and should not even once see him?” This soul-subduer
kindled a fire in my perplexed soul, and the Most High God
provided the means (of the fulfilment of my desire), for Muḥam-
Few days passed on which Hindus, to the number of fifty or a
hundred, more or less (on each day), did not come with their
families and kindred to pay their respects to that holy man,
receiving the high honour of conversion to Islām, and obtaining 35.
instruction in the faith.*
I found the gates and walls and trees
and dwellings of that delectable town filled with the sound of
the telling of rosaries and the reciting of God's praises, and the
Shaikh bestowed on me his auspicious cap, saying,*
“Be*
thou my deputy to thine own people, for (thus to appoint a
deputy) is my wont,” and he sent a kerchief and a veil from his
chaste wife*
to my wives*
and children, and when I made a
representation to him, saying, “If you bestow on me the gift
of a shirt, it will be light upon light.” After some reflection
he said “That also will arrive in due time.” Having disclosed
to him some of the secrets of my heart and my designs and
intentions, I endeavoured to obtain leave to depart. At this
point*
that holy man left his masjid in his closed travelling
litter, owing to his great weakness, and set out for my first
halting-place. I, taking the pole of the litter on my shoulder,
walked for some paces with it. While I was thus employed a
powerful fit of weeping overcame me, and the Shaikh, stopping
the litter, said, “Put me down.” He alighted, and sat down,
and spoke so much of the knowledge and love of God, the Most
High, that my agitation re-doubled. One day, at the time of
leave-taking, I represented, through Mīyāṅ ‘Abdu-'l-Wahhāb,
one of the Shaikh's sincere companions, (to whom is applicable
the text), “Blessedness awaiteth them and a goodly home,”*
that a report was current among the holy men of Hindustān
that the time for the rising of a religious leader was at hand,
that most of that body, (i.e., the holy men,) concurred in fixing
on one of the Sayyids of that country, whose ancestors had
formerly been seated on the throne of empire in Dihlī and
Badāon for some time,*
that they were engaged in making preparations
for a holy war and in collecting, arms,*
that they
professed to have received directions*
from the holy Ghau-i-