vegetable over there. Wherever I would go, many poor people would already be there and everyone would rush to pick it if they would find any eatable. I did not like resisting them and returned to the city in the same state so that I could find anything over there, but I couldn’t.

Feeling weak because of extreme hunger, at last, I went to the Masjid and sat in a corner. After a little while, a non-Arab young person entered the Masjid having roti [i.e. flatbread] and roasted meat, and started eating. I would have a spontaneous desire to open my mouth at his every morsel because of extreme hunger but I reproached my Nafs for this act. Meanwhile, that non-Arab looked at me, brought food and served me. He asked me about my nationality and occupation. I replied that I am a citizen of Jeelan and acquire religious knowledge over here. He asked me: ‘Do you know about a young person named ‘Abdul Qaadir who belongs to Jeelan?’ I replied: ‘I am the person you are looking for.’ Listening to it, he got nervous, apologized to me and said: ‘Your mother had given me 8 dinars to deliver them to you. When I had arrived at Baghdad, I had money for my living expenses but it took me so many days to find you that I ran out of money. It was the third day since I have been starving. Having no alternative, I have spent your money that I was entrusted with, to purchase this flatbread and meat for a meal. You may now eat this food with satisfaction because all this belongs to you in reality. Now I am your guest, not you.’ I comforted him and gave him my consent. When we had finished having the meal, I saw him off with the remaining food and some money. (Qalaaid-ul-Jawahir, pp. 9)

مجھے اپنی چوکَھٹ کا کُتّا بنا لو                        ہمیشہ رہوں با وفا غوثِ اعظم

تِرے آستاں کا ہوں منگتا گُزارہ                   ہے ٹکڑوں پہ تیرے مِرا غوثِ اعظم

ہیں باعثِ برکت       غوثِ پاک

کمزور کی طاقت          غوثِ پاک

ہیں صاحبِ عزّت       غوثِ پاک

مجبور کی راحت          غوثِ پاک

مرحبا یا غوثِ پاک      مرحبا یا غوثِ پاک     مرحبا یا غوثِ پاک