TEACHINGS OF SULTAN UL ARIFEEN HAZRAT SAKHI SULTAN BAHOO (rehmt) MESSAGE OF PEACE Meaning of Sham e Ghariban: Jub kesi ka sub kuch lout liyah jaye ya sab kuch koi apna kho dai tu phir wo ghareeb hojata hai balkai kehlta hai aseeran e sham kailey bad maaghrib youm e ashura sham e ghareeban hai jo BBEYUON ke sham bhe kehlati hai.ess leyeh esko shia sunni ke behus mai na dal jaye.sham e ghareeban ka mtalub hai gahreebuon ke sham Na oh Hindu na oh momin, Na sajdaa den maseetee hoo. Dam dam de wich wekhan Maulaa, Jinhaan qazaa na keetee hoo. Aahe daane bane divane, Zaat sahee vanj keetee hoo. Main qurbaan tinhaan ton Baahoo, Ishq baazee jin leetee hoo. Not Hindu’s no Muslims- Free of religious ties, lovers don’t pray in temples; But they never take a break from their devotions And are always in communion with the Lord within. Absorbed in the essence of the Lord, They feign ignorance to conceal their wisdom. I sacrifice myself to anyone, O Bahu, Who enters the arena of love and wins its game. Na Rabb arsh mu-alla utte, Na Rabb khaavve Kaabe hoo. Na Rabb ilm kitaabeen labbhaa, Na Rabb wich maihraabe hoo. Ganga teerath mool na miliaa, Painde be-hisaabe hoo. Jad daa murshid pharhiaa Baahoo, Chhutte sab aazaabe hoo. God doesn’t live in the highest heaven, Nor can he be found in the holy shrine of Ka’ba. No one ever found him through learning Or by knowing the scriptures. I never met him through bathing in holy waters- I roamed far and wide in a fruitless search. But I was rid of all my despair and anguish When I put myself in my Master’s hands, O Bahu. Na koee taalib, na koee murshid, Sab dilaase mutthe hoo. Raah faqr daa pare parere, Hirs duneeaa dee kutthe hoo. Shauq Ilaahee ghaalib hoiaa, Jind marne te utthe hoo. Jain tan bharhke bhaah birhon dee, Maran tirhaae bhukkhe hoo. There are few genuine disciples. People purporting to be Masters Perpetuate themselves with false promises. They exploit their followers to satisfy their greed; They have no inkling of the exaltation of the mystic path. But when their hearts are touched by God’s love, They willingly sacrifice their lives on this path. People who burn in the fire of worldly passions Will die hungry and thirsty for the world. Na main jogee na main jangam, Na main chillaa kamaaiaa hoo. Na main bhajj maseetee varhiaa, Na tasbaa kharhkaaiaa hoo. Jo dam ghaaril so dam kaafir, Murshid eh farmaaiaa hoo. Murshid sohnee keetee Baahoo, Pal wich chaa pahunchaaiaa hoo. I am not a yogi, I am not a jangam.* I don’t do forty-day retreats. I have never escaped to a mosque, Nor have I ever rattled the beads of a rosary. My Master has taught me a precious lesson: The moment you have forgotten to remember God Is the moment you have spent in denial of God! O, what a marvel my Master has performed- In no time has he transported me to the Lord! * (A kind of Hindu mendicant with matted hair and bells; a worshiper of Shiva) Na main ser na paa chhataakee, Na pooree sarsaahee hoo. Na main tolaa, na main maasaa, Gal rattiaan te aaee hoo. Rattee hovaan rattiaan tullaan, Oh bhee pooree naahee hoo. Wazan tol pooraa tad hosee, Jad hosee fazal Ilaahee hoo. I am neither a seer nor a pao.* I am not a chhatak nor quite a sarsahi. I am not a tola nor indeed a masha. I must now weigh myself against a ratti. But I find I am even less significant Than a ratti, the smallest measure of weight! I will only assume my true worth When the Lord showers his grace on me! * (A seer is a weight measure, slightly less than a kilogram. Bahu takes seer as the standard representing a spiritually mature person. He mentions other weight measures (give in italics) in their descending order-right down to ratti, the smallest measure. This bait is on humility and self abnegation, inferring that we are totally worthless; that it is God’s grace alone that can invest our souls with value) Na main Sunnee, na main Sheeaa, Dohaan ton fil sarhiaa hoo. Mukk gae sabh khushkee painde, Jad dariaa wahadat varhiaa hoo. Kaee mantaare tar tar haare, Koee kinaare charhhiaa hoo. Sahee salaamat paar gae, Jinh murshid daa larh pharhiaa hoo. I am neither a Sunni nor a Shia: Both make me sick; both cause me heartburn. The arid part of my journey ended When I turned away from both And plunged into the ocean of oneness. Many dived into that ocean ill-prepared, And drowned- Only the rare one who was able to swim across! But those who held fast to their Master’s hand Safely landed ashore. Na main aalim, na main faazil, Na muftee na qazee hoo. Na dil meraa dozakh te, Na shauq bahishteen raazee hoo. Na main treehe roze rakkhe, Na main paak namaazee hoo. Bajh wisaal Allaah de Baahoo, Duneeaa koorhee baazee hoo. I am neither scholarly nor virtuous; I am not a priest, Nor am I an expounder of Qur’anic law. I crave not heaven, I fear not hell. I have never fasted for the thrity days of ramzaan, Nor have I been a devout worshiper in a mosque. This world is but a false drama Unless union is attained with God, O Bahu
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