Nagore Saint

I t was the year 1489. A cool breeze was blowing softly against the elevated palace of Beebe Fatimah. The palace was half shadowed by the darkness of the night and the other portion was well lid by the light of the new moon. It was a symbolic scene of a new period in the life of Beebe Fatimah who had been drowned in the grief of her baby son who has passed of a year ago. Tears rolled down on the supple cheek of Beebe Fatimah calling the soul of her departed baby in her heart–‘Where have you gone my son?’ Her heart was welled with deep grief-an uncontrollable sadness engulfed her. As she was in that state of despair leaning against the bamboo thatched partition of her balcony, which was overlooking the sea shore, a small white dot was seen floating at the horizon. Within minutes the dot became more visible in the still of the night.... [Part 2] Beebe Fatimah soon realised that the dot was actually a dove approaching her balcony grounds. It landed on her balcony. Beebe Fatimah was a l...

I promised Kader Wali Shahul Hameed that i will write at least 300 pages in this site. But circumstances left 'my pen to rest'. It is not my doing but it is only with the will of Allah swt through the holy saint i will be able to complete this noble task. May Allah grant me the knowledge,the writing skills, the correct words to describe the events of his history,the energy, the ample resources, the leisure time, the desire, the benefits of expanding this website to everyone which includes my family, friends, relatives, my future generations and to all Muslims all over the world. Shahul Hameed Kader Wali's story is a never ending one. I am very grateful to Allah swt to have chosen me to narrate the story of the Great Wali Allah. It was during the last Khandhoori that i have started this website. Time flees like a twinkling of an eye. The invitation for this Khandhoori is a direct invitation of Shahul Hameed Kader Wali to me to continue with my sacred journey with Kader Wali....

To the Impoverished lad Thou yield gems with glad To the poor pernicious sinner Thou comfort him to be a winner Thou cured thy father’s affliction During pre life in Allah’s contemplation Will thou not turn thy eyes to me - pleased? And cure me as I am diseased! Oh good Lion King! Saints searching thee in multitude twinkling The learned praised Prince! Altering the poor face wince

L iving in Nagore Oh King Beliving in thee That you may bring Glad Tidings For the grieving Shahul Hameed A Soother for the Believing Manica kappoor is thy place of birth Thor art diamonds’ worth When the prince brought his gift By the sea thy lived Cloves brought from faraway And the crowds blown away Oh Sage thou art the Ocean of Mercy! To the good and the Needy !

Thou art Oh Chief Who gave relief To thy father who was ill While living in thy mother’s womb in still Thou art Oh Chief Who gave relief And made a pan afloat Overwhelmed in the river moat Thou art Oh Chief Who gave relief And guarded the assets of the people From the looters in surrounding ripples Thou art Oh Chief Who gave relief And removed scarcity And fed the people with food plenty Thou art Oh Chief Who gave relief To a woman who called upon thee during her labour And made it painless by your magical favor Thou art Oh Chief Who gave relief Prepared rice as food Without any firewood! Thou art Oh Chief Syedu Abdul Kadir! True Faith spindrift Oh Guardian of Nagore Shariff!

Thou art the ambit of Reason Oh Ganja Savai Kadir Meera! Blessing like falling leaves in changing season Our chief Kadir Meera! Oh Pure Light of Nagore! Shining on its Fame Scroll From Prince Hassan Khuddus of Mahnik Kappore A Lighthouse from Nagore Wall Whosoever believe in thee Blessed will be Running to thy doorway standing still Hidden burden to thee I spill True believers blessed and free With hope to receive, I retreat A solace for my teething grief Whosoever believe in thee Blessed will be True believers blessed and free My hands are barren Only tears from heart saddened Calling upon thee with earnest and honesty That thou may arrive with certainty Am I not thy offspring? Have thy not heard my prayer, Art thou not my King? In the name of Rasul Oh Mayor? Will not thou raise thy spiritual Hands And appeal to Allah for my sake If not for thee no light of strand Divert a river to the empty lake Thy child Dada Usuf Wali Sultan Bebi Amma the holy A boat twin oar Oh King Hameed! Make o...

Eternal Rahman’s Luminous break Oh King , Shahul Hameed ! Progeny of the Prophet Oh Grand Shaik Oh King Shahul Hameed ! Of The Great Wali Mohaiyadeen’s breed Oh King Shahul Hameed ! Extinguisher of Illness in parading steeds Oh pure generous Shahul Hameed! Cured Thanjai King on death bed Oh King, Leader Shahul Hameed! The lustre and Pillar of Tauhid Oh Sultan Shahul Hameed! The Pure Brilliance of Hassan’s heart Within thee Oh Shahul Hameed! Mother Fatimah’s stare of sparkling bright Thou art O King , Shahul Hameed! Giver of bounties for those in need Bathusha Fakir Hameed! 14 Orders Wise Head Oh King Shahul Hameed! Hindus Christians praises prepaid Oh Beloved Teacher Haja Hameed! Why then thou have not heard my hopeful needs? Oh Father Shahul Hameed! Revived the long unknown deceased Oh beloved Shahul Hammed! Thou art The King of Walis Oh Prince Shahul Hameed ! The Jinn clans shivering fear Whilst devotees utter thy name in prayer Oh Shahul Hameed! Together the shaitan sprint and sway!...