He was an old man in whom shone the Divine Light, ascetic in his habits, having complete trust in God, and uncontrollable religious enthusiasm. He lived a retired and solitary life, keeping the door of ingress and egress shut to himself. Every Friday he held in his hospice a meeting of Ṣūfīs,* and would insist upon the assembly joining in ecstatic songs and dances, and, how much soever one might excuse himself from this, the Shaikh would work himself up into a state of religious ecstasy, and his phrensy would extend, in its full power, to the rest. On the conclusion of this religious exercise food was served. The Shaikh made no distinction between king and beggar. Bairām Khān, the Khān-i-Khānān,* used generally to recite his Friday prayers in the Shaikh's masjid, and the effects of his companionship with the Shaikh were seen in his increased tenderness of heart. In sitting down and rising, in taking food, and in all other observances of etiquette no difference was made by the Shaikh between him and anybody else.