For years the heart seeks from us the cup of Jamshīd
It seeks from an alien what itself possesses.
If a commentary were to be written in this style, a separate book would be necessary so that I might depict what I have learnt from the beginning of my service. It is better then that I return from this world, and proceed with my record of this hero of the age.
One night His Majesty went off to Fatḥpūr to hunt and passed near by Mandhākar which is a village on the way from Agra to Fatḥpūr. A number of Indian minstrels were singing enchanting ditties about the glories and virtues of the great Khwāja, Khwāja M'uīnu-d-dīn, may his grave be hallowed! who sleeps in Ḥazrat Ajmīr. Often had his perfections and miracles been the theme of discourse in the holy assemblies. His Majesty who was a seeker after Truth and who in his zealous quests sought for union with travellers on the road of holiness, and showed a desire for enlightenment, conceived a strong inclination to visit the Khwāja's shrine. The attraction of a pilgrimage thither seized his collar.