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Kashmir: Sufis, Saints and Shrines
For centuries the Hindus and Muslims in
Kashmir have lived together. The Kashmiri
Muslims have been influenced by the Hindus,
and the Hindus have been influenced by
the Muslims.
Kashmir is the only place in India where Muslims have surnames such as 'pandit' and 'bhat'. The Kashmiri Hindus and Muslims have a distinctive culture and way of living. Even the sufis of Kashmir are of a special type.
How Sufism came to Kashmir is a long story. The famous sufis of Kashmir are Sayyid Bulbul Shah, Sayyid Ali Hamdani, and Mir Mohammad Hamdani. It is claimed that Hindu thought and religion greatly influenced Kashmiri sufis. The result was that Kashmir produced sufis with a different outlook. Some people call these sufis "Muslim risi:s''.
Among the "Muslim risi:s", the most famous risi: is Sheikh-nur-ud-din. Out of love and veneration, the Hindus and Muslims call him Nandirishi. The Kashmiri Pandits also call him Sahzanand.
The shrine of Nandrishi is locat.ed in Chrar-e-Sharief. This is a small village about five miles from Nagam. Both Hindus and Muslims go to this shrine to offer flowers.
It is difficult to say when Nandrishi was actually born. It is said by some that he was born in 1377 in a village called Kaimuh. People also say that Lalded nursed Nandrishi as a child. In addition to this, there are many other stories about him that are popular in Kashmir. Some of these stories must be true, while others must have been created by the people.
Many stories are also told about Nandrishi's parents. Some say that his parents made a living by stealing and robbing, which made Nandrishi unhappy. But others say that his father, Salar Sanz, was a pious man.
It is said that Nandrishi left home when he was thirty years old He meditated for twelve years inside a cave. This cave was in a forest where he could not get much to eat. When Nandrishi completed his meditation, he spread his ideas among the Kashmiris.
Many Kashmiri Hindus and Muslims became Nandrishi's disciples. They renounced the world and took shelter in a ziya:rath. They gave up eating meat and observed celibacy. They devoted themselves completely to meditation in their ziya:rath. On their death, these rishis were buried in their ziya:ratsi. Kashmiris have great reverence for these ziya:ratsi and devotedly go there to place flowers on the graves. These shrines are still found in Kashmir. Two well- known shrines are in Aishmukam and Anantnag. Janakrishi lived in Aishmukam, and Rishmol lived in Anantnag. There are three famous shrines in Srinagar. Batmal, Thagbab Sahib, and RishiPir lived in these.
Out of all these rishis, Nandrishi is considered outstanding. That is why his sayings are uttered by Kashmiris with great reverence.

Hazrat Makhdoom Sahib, a Sufi saint.

The shrine of Makhdoom Sahib.
The beautifully inlaid doorway to Shah Hamdan's shrine.

Pather Masjid, the valley's only unconsecrated mosque.

Khwaja Nur-ud-Din Walli with Baba Nassar-ud-Din, the great saint who propounded Kashmiri Sufism.

En route to Lolab valley, the Sufi shrine of Shah Walli, who was reputed to have the power of raising the dead.

The shrine of Bamadin at Bamzoo.

The shrine of Baba Reshi.

Rozabal, supposedly the tomb of Jesus.

The steps to the shrine of Zain Shah at Aishmuqam, where also is found Asa-i-Sharif or the Staff of Moses.
Kashmir is the only place in India where Muslims have surnames such as 'pandit' and 'bhat'. The Kashmiri Hindus and Muslims have a distinctive culture and way of living. Even the sufis of Kashmir are of a special type.
How Sufism came to Kashmir is a long story. The famous sufis of Kashmir are Sayyid Bulbul Shah, Sayyid Ali Hamdani, and Mir Mohammad Hamdani. It is claimed that Hindu thought and religion greatly influenced Kashmiri sufis. The result was that Kashmir produced sufis with a different outlook. Some people call these sufis "Muslim risi:s''.
Among the "Muslim risi:s", the most famous risi: is Sheikh-nur-ud-din. Out of love and veneration, the Hindus and Muslims call him Nandirishi. The Kashmiri Pandits also call him Sahzanand.
The shrine of Nandrishi is locat.ed in Chrar-e-Sharief. This is a small village about five miles from Nagam. Both Hindus and Muslims go to this shrine to offer flowers.
It is difficult to say when Nandrishi was actually born. It is said by some that he was born in 1377 in a village called Kaimuh. People also say that Lalded nursed Nandrishi as a child. In addition to this, there are many other stories about him that are popular in Kashmir. Some of these stories must be true, while others must have been created by the people.
Many stories are also told about Nandrishi's parents. Some say that his parents made a living by stealing and robbing, which made Nandrishi unhappy. But others say that his father, Salar Sanz, was a pious man.
It is said that Nandrishi left home when he was thirty years old He meditated for twelve years inside a cave. This cave was in a forest where he could not get much to eat. When Nandrishi completed his meditation, he spread his ideas among the Kashmiris.
Many Kashmiri Hindus and Muslims became Nandrishi's disciples. They renounced the world and took shelter in a ziya:rath. They gave up eating meat and observed celibacy. They devoted themselves completely to meditation in their ziya:rath. On their death, these rishis were buried in their ziya:ratsi. Kashmiris have great reverence for these ziya:ratsi and devotedly go there to place flowers on the graves. These shrines are still found in Kashmir. Two well- known shrines are in Aishmukam and Anantnag. Janakrishi lived in Aishmukam, and Rishmol lived in Anantnag. There are three famous shrines in Srinagar. Batmal, Thagbab Sahib, and RishiPir lived in these.
Out of all these rishis, Nandrishi is considered outstanding. That is why his sayings are uttered by Kashmiris with great reverence.
Hazrat Makhdoom Sahib, a Sufi saint.
The shrine of Makhdoom Sahib.
The beautifully inlaid doorway to Shah Hamdan's shrine.
Pather Masjid, the valley's only unconsecrated mosque.
Khwaja Nur-ud-Din Walli with Baba Nassar-ud-Din, the great saint who propounded Kashmiri Sufism.
En route to Lolab valley, the Sufi shrine of Shah Walli, who was reputed to have the power of raising the dead.
The shrine of Bamadin at Bamzoo.
The shrine of Baba Reshi.
Rozabal, supposedly the tomb of Jesus.
The steps to the shrine of Zain Shah at Aishmuqam, where also is found Asa-i-Sharif or the Staff of Moses.
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Who is there in Srinagar who has not seen at one time or the other, a quick-walking, queer-looking nimble man with a big hat on his head and a tight belt round his waist, taking long strides in quick succession along the streets of the city and elsewhere ? This thin tall man, with a big walking stick in one hand and a bunch of papers in another, was none other than late Swami Nand lal Ji of Nunar Village. A couple of his devout disciples who followed him often found it hard to keep pace with him. Son of Raj Guru of Maharaja Amar Singh, Shri Shanker Sahib and his wife Subadhra Ji, Swami Nand Lal Ji shifted his residence from Purshyar, Habba Kadal, Srinagar to Nunar Village, near Ganderbal enroute to Tullamulla, to live with his brother who was adopted by his maternal aunt there. He was employed in the police department and posted at Ladakh. His return from Ladakh proved to be a turning point in his life. He took to spiritualism and became a mystic saint. A large number of outstanding miracles are attributed to him. Some of these miracles are described in the following pages. The writer was deeply impressed by the spontaneous display of love and affection shown towards Swami Ji's mortal remains invariably by all sections of people irrespective of caste and creed, the high and the low alike while these were being carried through the city to the cremation ground at Karan Nagar, Srinagar in an elegantly decorated truck. Pedestrians, householders, shopkeepers ranking the road stood up in reverence showering flowers, small sugar balls (shirin) etc. on it in plenty as a mark of deep rooted respect for the departed soul. He showered his munificence on all and sundry who went to him. There were no barriers of caste, creed, colour or religious beliefs in his holy Darbar. Members of all communities flocked to him and were equally benefitted with his spiritual bliss. He saw one of his pious Muslim admirers rise to the highest office of his choice and when their time came to part with this mundane world for good, he said to him (the disciple ) " Dear one, we have to go home now ". Pointing to himself and to his devout Muslim disciple, he said to him, "Two coffins are needed, one for you and one for me" . What a prophecy. Soon the Muslim admirer died and Swami Ji flowed him due course. Reference to a coffin for Hindu looked odd at the time. But on his demise in 1973, at New Delhi, Swami Ji's mortal remains had to be embalmed and put in a coffin before being flown to Srinagar for final rites. Parwana (Swami ji's chits):Miscellaneous Articles
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Chapter II
The Chit Episodes In one of his resting places in Karan nagar, Srinagar, a lady offered him, and all others present there, tea. He, as was his wont, gave her an open chit with the following words written on it: "Hamare Baad Kashmir Main Sheikh Sahib". She handed over the chit to her father-in-law who immediately interpreted it to imply that Sheikh Mohammed Abdullah might come back to Kashmir politics. Soon after that, though none expected such a welcome return at the time, hot rumors began to trickle in to this effect which ultimately came true in 1975, with the signing of the Centre- State accord, better known as Indira-Sheikh Accord, and popularly known as Kashmir accord when Sheikh Mohammed Abdullah took over the reins of the J&K State Administration into his hands as its Chief Minister. Swami Ji left for his heavenly home in 1973 and Sheri-Kashmir went personally to the Karan Nagar cremation ground to lay wreath on his mortal remains there. Soon after he became the Chief Minister of the State in 1975. Such an honour was found to enhance his presence and restore his popularity and dignity. On the Horns of Dilemma Between the Devil and the Deep Sea One Pandit Qazi, an Executive Engineer and Swami Ji's devotee, on going to his normal visit to Swami Ji, while leaving his home, had promised his father that he would not take meat on that day, an auspicious holy day. There he took his seat near Swami Ji. Soon 'Teher-te-charven' (turmeric coloured cooked salty rice and the liver of sheep), an usual offering by Kashmiris on some auspicious functions, was brought by one of the devotees for distribution. The above mentioned engineer found himself embarrassed. He felt to be on the horns of a dilemma. On one hand he had promised his father that he would not take meat that day and on the other hand he dare not decline the offer of such a "prasad" and "navied". He was deeply brooding over the issue; a storm in his mind created a tempest like situation in him. Surprisingly, unlike the usual and normal practice of starting districting the "prasad" from the end where Pt. Qazi was sitting near the Swami Ji, the donor started from the other end. When he reached the engineer, he by-passed him and went on distributing the "Navied" from a man sitting next to him, to his great relief. How amusing ! Transmission of Energy One young Mr. Qusba in U.S.A. got his pancreas damaged in an accident in his own car. At one stage, in the hospital he was declared very serious. His parents who were in Srinagar were informed telephonically about the accident and his condition. His uncle got restless and could not get a wink of sleep during whole night. Early next morning he went to Swami Ji, staying at that time across the street. Sensing Qasba Sahib's agony, he said, " How will one live on empty stomach" implying that the victim was not given any food to eat. After a few days at another place nearby, he said " Bring some tea for us to drink." Qasba Sahib asked the victim's mother to comply. A third time "Kheer" (rice cooked in milk and sugar) was demanded. This too was complied which was followed by solid food. Dates of all these events had been recorded by the concerned. Direct telephone calls were exchanged between Srinagar and the U.S.A. On his return for a short sojourn to the Valley after his full recovery the victims confirmed the dates when he was administered glucose, given tea to drink, semi-solid and solid food to eat and so on. Surprising: Marriage Fixed One of the well educated, saintly daughter of a family with whom Swami Ji stayed for more than a decade was quite averse to marriage. She would not agree to get married. This was a very serious problem for the family. Once when the family had gone out with Swami Ji, on way back Swami Ji touched the door of a new building saying, "This house is for (giving the name of the girl) to look after". Nobody among the party understood what he meant; even the girl herself did not understand what he meant by it. The mystery got revealed quite after some time when the girl was married to a boy from the family living in that house. Endurance Once while Swami Ji was dictating something to someone as usual, he was holding a hot cup of tea in his hand. Suddenly some one (perhaps a child, I cannot recall who), knocked his arm throwing down the hot tea on his arm. Immediately blisters became visible on the arm. It was a very painful situation, but Swami Ji still held the cup of tea in his hand and continued dictating unmindful of the excruciating pain in the arm he must have been obviously experiencing. Absurdity of logic: Ego humbled and logic mellowed down One day I happened to drop in one Mr. K. N. Kaul's house where Swami Ji lay on a cot with a prominent Muslim devotee sitting on the floor just near the shoulder-leg of the cot surrounded by an august gathering of other people of equally high status in the society. I quietly took seat near the feet-side of the cot looking towards Swami Ji. Some of those dignified gentlemen were found busy in drawing and painting maps either of India or Asia or world. (I do not recollect exact details). A few of these maps were pasted on the walls. A flash of evil thought overtook my mind; why should such intellectuals of high standing undertake to do such a petty job of little utility? I felt uneasy and was feeling as if I was sitting on a bed of thorns there. And lo! Instantly a gentle glow of serene light shown over the Indian Ocean on the South West of Sri Lanka which attracted my eyes and absorbed any attention. My ego was humbled down and all my logic mellowed and rendered absurd. I turned my fallen face towards Swami Ji with humble feeling simmering in my mind as if to seek Swami Ji's permission to leave. To my great relief, Swami Ji very affectionately moved his right arm to permit me off. |
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Chapter I
My
Experiences
by Justice (Retd.) Janki Nath Bhat
I
shall briefly put down some of my experiences with Babh Ji. I will mention only a few,
otherwise this book will be too big a volume full of such information.
A tall figure clad in thick
clothes, resembling the dress of a police functionary, with a hat on head, long rubber
boots both in summer and winter, a rope tied with his body and held at the other end by
one or two of his disciple-companions and a big 'danda' in hand he could appear on odd
places sometimes muttering, sometimes talking to people enroute. Earlier some people
considered him almost insane, but when later people came to know of his eminence in the
spiritual world they would fall at his feet even on the road side, with utmost respect for
him.
When I saw him for the first
time I got somewhat scared and would try to avoid him. This experience repeated itself
more than once. I was staying in a rented house at Sathoo Barbarshah, Srinagar. He could
occasionally visit my landlady who was a widow and a very pious soul. Whenever he would
come to the house I would hide myself, but later I had the privilege of being one of his
near beloved proteges. On his second or third visit to the lady, he spread a 'waguv' a
grass mat (chattai) in the compound, which was considered to be a bad omen. The poor
landlady got worried about us. Just a few days later my wife fell seriously ill, and was
confined to bed for over six months. She recovered near about "Navreh". In came
babh Ji with three or four men and asked my wife if she had recovered and asked to serve
meals, which was ready because of the auspicious day, with her own hands. Thereafter the
distance between him and our family came to an end. He would stay at our place both in
Srinagar and at Jammu for weeks together and feel very happy and relieved. He only
exhorted me scores of times in writing also that I should not go hither or thither. 'I was
under his banner'. This also had a significance and deep meaning.
I had a weakness for spiritual
people. Our family would also visit another saint who was kind to us. My wife would feel
quite attracted to that holy man. This was not acceptable to Babhji. Babhji always advised
me in so many writings in his own hand as well as verbally that I was under his banner and
I should not go elsewhere. Due to my weakness for saints I once along with my wife went to
a highly placed Muslim friend of mine. He too had a Muslim saint at his place. The saint,
who had a squint eye, was shabbily dressed. As soon as we met him he asked my wife,
"Why have you displeased Nandbabh. Whatever we had was due to his blessings".
This remark of a saint who designated himself as Sub-Inspector in charge of Hazratbal
under Nandbab whom he described as the Defence Minister of India, greatly upset and amazed
us.
Here I would like to add one
more miracle of Nandbabh. Both my wife and me went to see the other saint at Anantnag
where he was staying. But our car, a new one, abruptly stopped near Badhamibagh
contonement and would not move. I suspected the disapproval of Babh for this visit. I
directed the driver to drive us back to our residence, the car went on smoothly without
any trouble. Next day my wife accompanied by another Mahatma went to the saint at
Anantnag. I did not go. In the evening Babhji and me met at a party where he was very
angry why my wife had gone to the saint.
Nandbabh was an eminent
omniscient. He could predict the future of individuals, families, groups, administrators.
Future was clear before his evolved spiritual eye and he would try to help others,
administrators, biggies and even governments.
Wherever he stayed the place
would be thronged by people from all religions and regions. He would view the audience
with a penetrating look and then reading the mind of every one present there come
out with parables, enigmatic aspirations and some times direct or indirect predictions
which would suit one or the other in the audience. He would seldom talk directly but would
go on dictating to anybody present containing answers to many mental queries of the
people sitting there.
Babh's spiritual assets were
inexhaustable and never diminishing. He would grant boons, favours from his spiritual
assets. He was considered the Defence Minister of India. Once he was staying with us at
Jammu where he had come by a taxi. After a few days he abruptly left for Delhi; enroute
the car ran on simple water when its petrol was exhausted (mentioned to me by the taxi
driver) and therefrom to Bombay. In Bombay he went to the International Airport. Indira
Gandhi had left for some foreign country by a plane which developed some trouble after
some time. The plane had to come back and land at Santa Cruz Airport. Babh was seated in a
chair all along till Mrs. Gandhi landed. Then she left by another plane. Babh left the
airport saying that his job was done.
He had named me Hari Singh and
if I did not visit him for some time he would send word through some common source
to complain to Hari Singh (i.e. me) that he had not seen Babh for quite some time and
should see him.
He predicted my elevation to
the Bench at least three years before I became a judge, in fact took me to the room which
I later occupied, telling me that that was my room.
Just a week before the death
of my mother, who died suddenly, he consoled my father that the inevitable has to happen
and he should reconcile. None could understand what he said.
Once Nandbabh was staying with
us at Srinagar. He asked my niece, then a college student, to sit before him on the bed.
Babh wept bitterly and used a language normally used at mourning ceremony. We could not
understand anything, but after three years my niece died at a young age of 21 years in a
far off place leaving behind her a 21 days old infant.
When I became an M.L.A. in
1962 after the declaration of results he immediately went to the Returning Officer's
(D.C.'s) office and sealed all the election files.
Once a serious delivery case
in the family was admitted in the nursing home at 5.a.m. Babh came at 10 a.m. and sat at
our place. He continued to sit till 4.30 p.m. when he asked me to take down that all
worries of Janki Nath Bhat were over and all was well. He kept me busy writing chits all
the day. Immediately after he left, a telephonic call from the nursing home informed me
about a safe delivery.
I once could not go to him for
two or three months. Meanwhile I contacted an eminent saint from outside the State. I had
further commitment with him. When I met the Babh later on he did not up approve of my
taking initiation from a foreigner and disclosed all that had taken place between that
saint and myself with dates. I was astonished.
A certain officer was
prosecuted, and he was, according to all possible calculations, to be convicted very soon.
I requested Babh to save him, stating that I had never asked for any favour except this.
Babh never replied nor looked at the official. Within two weeks the officer was acquitted,
against all expectations.
Babh was interested in a
highly placed government official who had been prosecuted on the charges of corruption. It
was a very serious case. I did not then know the Babh so much, but I was the counsel for
the official. Babh made me write pages after pages; all unintelligible for me, but at the
end made me write that Mr. so & so is honourably acquitted. The allegation against the
officer was that he had used Government marked material in the construction of an annex
(which according to all knowledgeable sources was correct). When the presiding officer
visited the spot, the annexe was demolished in his presence but the government marked
material was found nowhere resulting in an honourable acquittal of the officer against all
calculations and expectations.
Once we were coming back from
Haari Ganiwan a place which Babh frequently visited. Near the Wail bridge over Sindh
river, the road was blocked due to some electric wire having fallen on the road (a rare
phenomenon at such a place). All traffic came to a halt and our car too had to stop. The
highest officer of the Forest Department was also there. (I was then a judge of the High
Court). Babh was seated in the front seat. As soon as the officer saw Babh Ji he fell at
his feet and Babh ji muttered something about some construction. I was almost in charge of
that construction. I got the hint and made a request to the officer about timber for
Babh's residence at Nunar which was under construction. The construction had come to a
halt for want of timber. The officer said that his present job was due to Swami Ji and he
prom- fulfilled.
During the 1965 invasion on
Kashmir by Pakistan Nandbabh spent so many nights in the big compound of Shri Bal Kak
Dhar, a very important Kashmiri Pandit, and lit a fire all the time. One morning when I
went to see him he was muttering something which I could not follow but one thing he said
clearly was that Pakistani forces were going to capture Srinagar airport and he had to
spend nights to avoid any such thing happening. Later it transpired officially that the
Pakistani raiders had made all attempts to capture the Srinagar airport but failed. Again
during that time we were assembled at the residence if Shri K.N. Kaul a close disciple of
Babh Ji. Babh Ji too was present. We had performed a Hawan to ward off the invasion. A
Pakistani jet over the Valley and we grew panicky but Babh assured us nothing could happen
and on the insistence of Mrs. Kaul about our safety Babh remarked "Meine jo likh
diya ab kya ishtam likh doon" meaning "I have already written down, should
I give it on an affidavit."
Once my mother got seriously
ill at Jammu. I sent a letter to Babh Ji requesting him for his blessings. A reply in his
own hand said " Roag moma had, hale and hearty" ( meaning illness is
puzzle, (she) will be hale and hearty ) My mother recovered soon. Later when we called on
his Nunar residence he asked "How is Tekri Dedi now", naming my mother as
Tekri Dedi, who was with me. I said "Tekri Dedi is here to pay her respects to
you", and he smiled.
My son was to be married. On
the day of marriage when the Barat was about to leave thick clouds came over the sky and a
shower of rain as well. I got upset because the bride's side had arranged an open party
for my guests, including some VIPs, where they were to take their meals. But the rains did
not come. Later on I learnt from the bride's people that about the time of arrival of
Barat Babhji came there, looking at the sky said no rain should come as our Barat was
coming. Actually no rains came.
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Who is there in Srinagar who has not seen at one time or the other, a quick-walking, queer-looking nimble man with a big hat on his head and a tight belt round his waist, taking long strides in quick succession along the streets of the city and elsewhere ? This thin tall man, with a big walking stick in one hand and a bunch of papers in another, was none other than late Swami Nand lal Ji of Nunar Village. A couple of his devout disciples who followed him often found it hard to keep pace with him. Son of Raj Guru of Maharaja Amar Singh, Shri Shanker Sahib and his wife Subadhra Ji, Swami Nand Lal Ji shifted his residence from Purshyar, Habba Kadal, Srinagar to Nunar Village, near Ganderbal enroute to Tullamulla, to live with his brother who was adopted by his maternal aunt there. He was employed in the police department and posted at Ladakh. His return from Ladakh proved to be a turning point in his life. He took to spiritualism and became a mystic saint. A large number of outstanding miracles are attributed to him. Some of these miracles are described in the following pages. The writer was deeply impressed by the spontaneous display of love and affection shown towards Swami Ji's mortal remains invariably by all sections of people irrespective of caste and creed, the high and the low alike while these were being carried through the city to the cremation ground at Karan Nagar, Srinagar in an elegantly decorated truck. Pedestrians, householders, shopkeepers ranking the road stood up in reverence showering flowers, small sugar balls (shirin) etc. on it in plenty as a mark of deep rooted respect for the departed soul. He showered his munificence on all and sundry who went to him. There were no barriers of caste, creed, colour or religious beliefs in his holy Darbar. Members of all communities flocked to him and were equally benefitted with his spiritual bliss. He saw one of his pious Muslim admirers rise to the highest office of his choice and when their time came to part with this mundane world for good, he said to him (the disciple ) " Dear one, we have to go home now ". Pointing to himself and to his devout Muslim disciple, he said to him, "Two coffins are needed, one for you and one for me" . What a prophecy. Soon the Muslim admirer died and Swami Ji flowed him due course. Reference to a coffin for Hindu looked odd at the time. But on his demise in 1973, at New Delhi, Swami Ji's mortal remains had to be embalmed and put in a coffin before being flown to Srinagar for final rites. Parwana (Swami ji's chits):Miscellaneous Articles
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Chapter XV
Who is not aware of Swami Nand Lal Ji's
name, popularly known as "Nand Babh", especially to the old and the present
generation of Kashmiris.
Swami Ji, as
is believed, belonged to Nunar, Ganderbal, but spent most of his time in Srinagar as guest
of a few chosen families of the Kashmiri Pandits. Among his regular hosts was my father,
Late Pandit Sham Lal Munshi, who was earlier working in the Tawaza Department and later on
as the 'Mohtameem' of the Dharmarth Trust. During the forties and fifties of the present
century when my father was counted as an affluent person, Swami Nand Lal Ji would often
pay us a visit, accompanied by his two aids or "sewaks". His visits were as
short as two hours and as long as two months, though we had limited space at our residence
at Badiyar (near Ganpatyar), Srinagar.
one day it so
happened that there was none in the house except my mother, who had bolted the door
from inside. Swami Ji, armed as usual, with his 'armour', knocked at the door, with all
his might but my mother did not open the door. After some time she relented and opened the
door for the Swami Ji to enter. Swami Ji entered and demanded food which had already
been extra for some one. While taking his food Swami Ji uttered the following words:
" We are not born out of stones, we too have our mothers and sisters." This was
the exact reply to my mother who had encountered the same thoughts a few minutes before.
This is how Swami Ji used to read others mind.
Nothing was
hidden to him. He would easily x-ray a person from top to bottom with his third eye.
During the
tribal raid of Kashmir in November 1947, Swami Ji was quite often seen dressed in a full
battle uniform with an English- type of hat on, at the Karan Nagar crossing, aiming his
'armour' - a long bamboo stick towards Shalteng which the tribals had already
occupied. This he did for five days and only he knew how he saved the city from arson,
plunder and rape. Some KPs among us, would offer opine that Swami Ji was a harbinger of
doom for the house which he entered. Some would even call him "feshil-kath" (a
bad soul which brings misery etc.) and curse their encounter with him. Personally I feel
this was a wrong interpretation given to his actions. With his fore- sight he would simply
warn people of the impending events so that they could know in advance what might be
in store for them.
It was the
same Swami Ji who one day went straight to the office of Bakhshi Gulam Mohammad and gave
him a pen prior to his elevation as the Prime Minister of the State. Exactly after ten
years the same Swami Ji visited the same P.M's office and snatched a pen from his table,
rendering the all mighty Bakhshi Gulam Mohammad powerless in a week's time. Wherever Swami
Ji stayed - at Narpirastan, Chota bazar, Karan nagar or at our place at Badiyar house - he
brought boon to the dwelling place.
Very few
people know that Swami Nand lal Ji had achieved a command on Persian and existing Kashmiri
Sufiana music, now an extinct lot and would himself play on mini Rabab-like instrument
prepared for his personal use.
Swami Nand Lal
Ji was a Rishi of a unique order. His closest associates would fail to fathom the depth of
his real greatness. The educated and not so educated persons would feel amused and
unhesitatingly accept the words as true, without actually understanding their real import.
What attracted
Swami Ji to the masses of Srinagar was that he was much above caste, creed and religion.
Sometimes I would see him sitting at a barber's shop puffing a "hukka" . What
impressed me most was that he had a multitude of Muslim devotees. Swami Ji, would often
dictate "appointment orders", "death warrants" and "birth
announcements" and put his own seal in black ink at the buttom of each signed
"document'. These documents were ordered to be handed over to the concerned
individuals. Out of reverence for Swami Ji many people would keep these signed documents
in safe custody. I too had a bundle of these in our Pooja room in Srinagar.
During my
college days I would often see Swami Nand Lal Ji crossing the old Amira Kadal Hospital
lane and some times Wazirbagh. Most of the people watching him 'armed' with his 'armour' -
a small hatchets and mini 'khukeries' - would be mortally afraid to meet him on the road
side; but I for one would be least afraid to meet him on the road side, taking him as a
familiar 'uncle' who had just stayed at ours. My father had become so much friendly and
informal with the Swami Ji that at times he would plead him to reply straightyway without
any "machhar" (pranks).
At this Swami
Ji would have his usual toothless smile and open his heart with predictions which would
often come true later on.
Once it so
happend that my father carried Swami Ji in his official car upto a certain distance. On
reaching a spot Swami Ji changed his mind and told my farther "Razah woyn gachhav es
Khrew kun"(Great Man we will now go towards Khrew). The vehicle did not have enough
fuel to reach and return from Khrew. One or two petrol pumps enroute had no petrol stocks.
As per the "Commands" of Swami Ji, the car was taken to Khrew and back and
without fuel ! Swami Ji alone knew where from the petrol came. There are many more and
significant miracles than this incident, performed by Swami Ji.
From time to
time, Kashmir had been saved by saints and sants, but alas ! we did not have any Rishi of
Swami Nand Lal Ji's caiibre who could have saved us from our mass exodus or reversed it.
Swami Ji never left us in lurch; whether it was 1947 or the holy-relic episode, he was
there as a bastion of hope.
May his
blessings reach every Kashmir in abundance. May we revoke him every morning in our
prayers.
(Dr.
T.K. Munshi, Regional Engineering College, Canal Road Campus,
Jammu
- 180016, J&K).
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