Gallery of: Baba Nebhra

Puj Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib

From times immemorial, the soil of our sacred, sweet and sun-lit Sind has been sanctified by men of light and learning, saints and sages, fakirs and dervishes, poets and prophets, and scholars and singers. The sacred river Sindhu, on the banks of which, the rishis of yore devoted their time to compose the Vedas, and chanting mantras, flows through Sind. Its waters, as they flow placidly and smoothly, murmur the message of the ages, the message of the sages, the messageof Shanti-Shakti, peace and strength. No wonder, the Hindus and Muslims in the province of Sind were united in a bond of brotherhood. They mixed and mingled freely and lived like true neighbours. They beheld the One Light shining in all. "God is One! Ishwar and Allah are but different names of the Multi-named One!" they declared. They sought the blessings of one another and gave love to one and all, irrespective of caste and creed, race and religion.

During the last four centuries, Shah Latif and Sa'ami, Sachal and Rohal, Beydil and Bekas, Sain Paru Shah and Vasan Shah, Bhagat Kanwarram and Bachal Shah, Rishi Dayaram and Sadhu Vaswani, Swami Lila Shah and Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj took birth in our immortal Sindhu Desa. Like all holy beings, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj has served as a source of help and healing, inspiration and guidance to those treading the spiritual path and longing to become one with the One. He has been a light to those stumbling and struggling along the steep, stony, rough, rugged and darkened path of life. He has extended his support to those wading through the sea of despair, drawing them out of its depths and leading them safe to the shore. He has served as a staff to those groping in the wilderness of this world, providing comfort and consolation to them. His devotees, scattered far and wide, have rightly called him 'Shahenshah' i.e. 'Emperor'. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was, indeed, more than an emperor. For while the coffers of a worldly emperor are likely to be exhausted, the spiritual treasure that Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj gathered, far from being emptied, keeps multiplying with the passage of time.

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj lived truly like a typical Sufi saint of Sind. Poor in the wealth of the world, he was rich in spiritual treasure. He moved about clad in a single long, flowing robe, carefree and fearless, absorbed in the thoughts of the King of kings, with a far-away gaze in his eyes. He had a stately bearing and moved nonchalantly, caring the least for things temporal. Rich and royal is the heritage of each human being but not many become aware of it. They live and move as beggars, knocking from door to door, begging from street to street and crying from one corner to another. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj had come to this world to wake men from their slumber of the senses, to extricate them out of their dens and dungeons of ignorance and ambition, selfishness and restlessness and to lead them to the Abode of God, where dwells bliss untold.

Childhood

In the Sukkur district of Sind, on the bank of the Sindhu river, stands a tiny town - Rohiri - which did not even have many houses made of bricks and mortar. Its houses were mostly made of mud. At one time, this town was a center of learning. It is well-known for its hills and hillocks and peaceful and tranquil atmosphere. 'Sat Ben', a memorial erected in the memory of the seven sisters, who sacrificed their lives to preserve their chastity, has made the town of Rohiri immortal. This little town has been blessed by the birth of countless Sufi saints and sages. Concerning this humble place, we are told that a hundred and twenty-five thousand pirs and fakirs have showered their benedictions upon it. The people of Rohiri have this firm faith that their town is always sanctified by the living presence of seven dervishes at one and the same time. It was in this blessed town of Rohiri, that Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was born on August 13, 1875, to Bhai Issardas and Devi Chaina in a Bhatia family.

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was born in the days when it was not unusual for parents to have a dozen children or even more. It is not known whether Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj had any brothers or sisters. No mention of this is found anywhere. If he was the only child of his parents, it is likely that he must have been doted upon by them and they must have showered their limitless love upon him. Surrounded as he was by the sunshine of the love of his relatives, one naturally concludes that he must have had a very happy childhood. At the age of five and a half, he was sent to a primary school, there being no nursery schools or kindergartens in those days.

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, as a child, showed spiritual inclinations. He was six years of age when he came in contact with Sain Bekas, who was a Sufi saint of a very high order and who has sung enthralling lyrics, rich in feeling, rapturous in expression and permeated with mysticism. This singer and poet, during his sojourn on earth, communed with the Great Mystery. This Minstrel of God sang of the Gospel of the Love Divine. This renowned saint-poet blessed child Nebhraj abundantly. He had gazed lovingly at the six year old child when he was in the first primary standard and ignited a divine light in him which continued to glow in him till the very last.

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, as a child, took a keen interest in his studies. Owing to his amiable and peaceful nature, he soon became a favourite of his teachers and neighbours. At his age, boys usually spend most of their time in fun and frolic, in playing games and making merry. Child Nebhraj, being spiritually inclined, visited from time to time the shrine of the saint-poet Beydil Shah, the father of Sain Bekas. It was also his good fortune to have come in contact, at an early age, with Sain Paru Shah and Sain Vasan Shah. Five miles away from Rohiri stands the temple of Kalka Devi. He visited this temple occasionally and sought the blessings of Goddess Kali.

It is customary for weekly vigils to be observed in shrines and temples. Religious functions, too, are held on the days sacred to the memory of saints and on holy and festive occasions. Child Nebhraj was fond of participating in these vigils and religious functions. While listening to nam-kirtan, he would be simply lost in contemplation of the Divine. During religious functions, he would be filled with spiritual fervor. His spirit would then move out of this mundane world and soar into the Realm Divine. In the words of Swinburne: "He would be transported into that paradise where music, color and perfume are one, where we see the beauties and hear the harmonies of nature." His faith in the power of prayer kept on growing. The sacred word 'Om' was constantly on his lips.

The Vision

It was in the year 1908 that Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj visited Kalka Devi temple to participate in the mela held there. Those who participate in the melas, usually purchase food stuffs, a variety of wares, toys and articles of play and amusement. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj did nothing of the sort. He bought at the fair a prayer-book containing prayers and songs concerning the glories of Kalka Devi. He also purchased a book of Persian poetry. He made it a point to read everyday prayers from this prayer-book. He also loved to sing the glories of Goddess Kali. For nearly three years, he continued to do so without fail. The result was that Goddess Kali was so pleased with him that she blessed him with her vision. The devotee got so excited that he called out to his mother and asked her to behold the vision of the Goddess, but not all may behold such visions. Says not Sri Krishna in the Gita to his beloved disciple Arjuna that it is not with the eyes of the flesh that one may behold visions? The inner eye, the third eye, the Shiva Netra is to be opened to get glimpses of the divine ones. As the mother of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj had not yet reached that lofty stage, she could not even get a fleeting glimpse of the divine form of Devi Kalka.

A strange change came over Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj soon after he was blessed with the darshan of Goddess Kalka. Ever since, he had a vacant look in his eyes and grew absent-minded. At times, he would become so thoughtless that he would abuse those who visited him. He also kept shouting loudly. He even went so far as to slap those who came close to him for no apparent fault of theirs. Even children did not escape his wrath.

The father of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, Bhai Issardas Bhatia, breathed his last when Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was in his late teens. He, who earned for the family was no more. There was now no one to look after Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj and his mother and to support them. The burden of earning naturally fell on the shoulders of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj. Fortunately for him, he had passed the Vernacular Final Examination. He had not, therefore, to struggle hard to get a job. He, who was destined to become a spiritual guide and preceptor, began his worldly career by serving as a humble teacher in a primary school.

The School Teacher

As a school teacher, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj went to the school dressed in trousers and a black coat made from alpaka cloth. He covered his head with a turban. He attended to his teaching work by putting heart and soul in it. His pupils easily understood all that he taught and showed remarkable results at the examinations. His Headmaster, Dewan Gokuldas Keswani, was greatly impressed by his work and placed great confidence in him. He even entrusted important and confidential papers to him and asked him to dispose them off. Whenever the Headmaster had some urgent work, he would depute Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj to attend to it.

Finding Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj in the good books of the Headmaster, some of his colleagues grew jealous of him. To denigrate him, they would complain to the Headmaster against the late-coming of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj to the school. They groused and asked the Headmaster why it was that Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was not taken to task whereas others were reprimanded for similar reason. The Headmaster gave them a patient hearing and promised to look into the matter. He soon visited the class of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj and thereafter would periodically inspect it. He was surprised to find the students well-versed in all the subjects. He was greatly satisfied with the intelligent answers he received to his questions. The Headmaster, notwithstanding this, considered it his duty, enquired from Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj why he came late to school. The latter instantly replied: "My life strings are in the Hands of God. I move as He pulls them".

The colleagues of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj were well aware of the fact that important and confidential papers of the school were kept in his custody. In order to put him in the bad books of the Headmaster, they contrived to remove some of these from the drawers of the table in which he kept them. They then went and reported to the Headmaster that Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was careless and had lost the papers. This made the Headmaster so anxious and worried that he at once sent for Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj and directed him to produce the papers. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, nor perturbed in the least, immediately brought the papers and handed them over to the Headmaster to the immense amazement and shock of the colleagues. Ashamed of their ill-deed and greatly stunned, they apologised profusely to Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj. They now realised that he, whom they wished to defame, was under the protection of Higher Powers.

It was now high time Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj got married and became a grahasti. Others, younger to him, were not only married but had become fathers. The mother of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, Devi Chaina, was accordingly worried about her son. She, no doubt, realised that no offer of a girl would come to her as she was not only poor but also belonged to the Bhatia clan which was not rated high in those days. Devi Chaina had, however, of late observed the change that had come over her son. She found him retreating to a quiet corner quite often and spending much of his time in prayer and meditation. She, therefore, advised him to pray to God to grant him a bride. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj did so by worshipping Lord Krishna and became His ardent devotee.

It was Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj's habit to get up in the early hours of the morning and go to the river-bank for a bath. While returning home, he would fetch water for drinking and other domestic purposes. He would then devote some time to prayer and meditation. Often, he was so lost in meditation that he would lose count of time, with the result that he would reach school late. His mother bade him to pray to God to be blessed with a worldly spouse; but when Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj sat to pray, instead of asking for a bride, he would beg to be blessed with the treasures of the Name Divine.

Time moved on. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj continued to remain a bachelor, as his mother did not receive a suitable offer of a bride for him. She naturally became disappointed and depressed. What would become of her son when she would depart from this world? Who would look after him and attend to his daily needs? Her son rarely thought of himself. Thoughts such as these vexed her every now and then. The mother little dreamt that her son, who was least bothered about himself, would in time to come get devotees, who would not only worship him and hold him in high reverence, but also minister to his worldly needs.

In the year 1911, the Annual Inspection of the school was to be held on a particular day. Now it so happened that Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, on that day, was lost in prayer and meditation for a longer time than usual and reached the School late. The Educational Inspector went to the class of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj when, the latter had not actually reached the School. But God Himself assumed the form of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj and stood before the Inspector in the classroom. The Inspector left the class quite satisfied with the answers he received from the pupils. By the time Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj reached the School, his Class Inspection was already over. This incident served to enhance his faith in God who had come to his rescue by assuming his form and save him from any disciplinary action. He now felt that he must no longer serve worldly masters. He decided there and then to devote his entire life to the Lord Himself and to become His servant. That very day, he handed over his resignation to the Headmaster, quietly left his home and went and made the forest his abode. Fortunately, that very forest happened to be close to the Kangah i.e. the Shrines of Sain Beydil and Sain Bekas.

Renunciation

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, who used to go to school clad in a coat and trousers and wore a turban, now moved about naked. Generally, nakedness among holy men is regarded as a sign of their closeness to God. Clothes are a barrier between man and God. Naked does God send us to this world; So some devotees feel they must worship God in the state of nakedness. Some Sufi saints opine that there are seventy veils between God and us. These veils are to be torn asunder if we wish to be blessed with a vision of God. Yet others declare that God lies concealed behind seven hundred and seventy veils. Before we get a glimpse of God, all those veils are to be removed. Whether the veils be seventy or seven hundred and seventy, one of the veils, doubtless, is of body-consciousness. Seekers after God must do away with this consciousness. One of the ways of doing so is discarding clothes. As Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was eager to behold God and to be in His constant presence, he cast away his clothes.

In the forest, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj used to be in a state of such ecstasy that he wandered oblivious of his surroundings. He used to be simply rapt in thoughts of the Divine, moving about like one intoxicated. For full four years, he dwelt in the forest. He had totally surrendered himself to the Divine. Forgetful of his physical body and its needs, he remained completely lost to this world. He kept chanting the sacred word "Om". Soon the time came when he reduced himself to a zero. He rose above dwandas - pair of opposites. Like the devotee, whom Sri Krishna so aptly describes in the twelfth chapter of the Gita, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj remained unaffected by censure or praise, grief or joy, loss or gain, and heat or cold. He destroyed his ego to such an extent that he never spoke of himself in the first person. He gave up the terms "I" and "mine". He referred to himself as "he". Whenever he needed anything, he would pointing to himself, speak as if he was referring to someone else. In case of hunger, he would say: "He feels hungry.". Whenever he wanted to bless anyone, he would say: "Lord! He is asking for blessings. Do bless him!" He, who merges himself with the Infinite, no longer exists as a separate entity. He loses his individuality, his identity. He becomes one with the One even as a drop ceases to be a drop when it falls into the sea, even as a river is no longer a river when it pours itself out into the ocean. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj had become so spiritually evolved that he verily became one with the Divine.

The mother of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj departed from this world in the year 1912. After the death of his mother, he turned his back to the world, snapped all temporalities and plunged himself into the search for the Divine. As there was now no one at home to control the movements of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, he felt absolutely free to move about as he liked. During the lifetime of his mother, he used to return home, though late at night. Now that his worldly fetters were torn asunder, he transcended all restraint. After the passing away of his mother, the house of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj used to remain closed. Dishonest and avaricious people took advantage of this and made away with most of his belongings. All that they left behind was an old cot, a torn sheet, a broken lamp and a water pot. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was the least pertubed and was content with whatever was left. Such is the case with those who hanker only after the treasure of the Spirit. They spurn worldly possessions.

Does a rose leave the rose bush to invite bees? Its fragrance is enough to attract them towards it. Does a magnet move afar to draw iron filings towards it? Wherever it be, filings and articles of iron go to it spontaneously and irresistibly. Even so do aspirants, devotees and seekers flock freely around a man of God. His piety and spirituality are enough to attract them. Eager and earnest aspirants would go to Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj to have his darshan, to seek his blessings and to get their desires fulfilled. Strangely enough, even in a state of ecstasy, he would read the minds of his devotees and come to know of their desires. His way of blessing was rather strange and quaint. He would abuse or give a slap to the devotee whom he wished to bless. The latter would then leave, rejoicing that he had not gone to Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj in vain. He would go with the assurance that his desire would certainly be fulfilled for had not Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj poured his grace upon him by abusing or slapping him?

As stated above, after Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj renounced the world, he moved about naked. It was an unusual and unpleasant sight for the children and the did not hesitate to throw stones at him whenever they saw him. He did not even escape the wrath of adults, who would abuse him, whenever they passed by him. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj cared for the least for this as he lived in a world of his own. There were times when he felt so famished, because of not taking food for days together, that he would pick up some food remnant or the other from the roadside, eat it and fill his hunger. He, who was an emperor, a monarch in the eyes of his devotees, would at times behave like a beggar. How strange is the leela of the Lord!

Save Rohri!

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib, after the death of his mother, had spent some years in the forest. Subsequently, he left it and went and stayed in his native town Rohri. Evidently, the people of Rohri had to be blessed abundantly by this holy being. Even in the town, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib did not cover his body. Three of his female disciples soon persuaded him to wear something. "Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj", they pleaded, "you are now living not in a forest but in a town where people flock to you for your blessings. Among the seekers are also women. Be gracious to cover your body!" Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj listened to their pleas and started wearing a long kurta.

To Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj would come both the Hindus and the Muslims for his blessings. He thus served alike the Hindus and the Muslims whom he regarded as his children. God was One. Ishwar and Allah were but different names of the Multi-named One. Some rich fanatic Muslims could not bear to see their Muslim brethren going to a Hindu fakir. They hatched plots against Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj and conspired to have him assassinated. All their attempts failed miserably. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj worshipped the One Divine Father. This Divine Father came to his rescue everytime an attempt was made on his life. Once some goondas, armed with pistols, bricks and stones, went to attack him, but as soon as they tried to strike, they were amazed to see that they could not do so as their hands got paralyzed. The ruffians realised that they had come to kill a man of God. They repented on the spot, apologised to him and begged for his forgiveness.

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj would know and tell in advance whenever any calamity was to befall Rohri and the people were to undergo suffering and hardship. He would then exercise his yogic powers and pray to the Almighty to avert the impending calamity.

It was on the night of May 30, 1935, when Dayaldas, in the company of his friends went to have a darshan of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj and seek his blessings. They had gone there to get his benedictions so that they might pass at the Matriculation Examination. The result of the Matriculation Examination was to be declared the following day - May 31. When Dayaldas and his friends reached the house of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj they found him greatly ruffled and rattled. His eyes were blood-shot. He kept on crying loudly: "Save Rohri! Lord! Protect Rohri!"

Dayaldas and his friends learnt from those present that this cry: "Save Rohri!" had started from Wednesday, May 29, from 9 p.m. Since that day and hour, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj had not had a wink of sleep. For full fifty-five hours, these words were on his lips. The neighbours, too, endorsed this and said that, because of the shouts and cries of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, they had not been able to get sleep. At 2:30 a.m., Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, while uttering these words: "Save Rohri!" in a sorrowful and dreadful tone, fell from the semi-broken roof of his house. Thank God, he was not hurt in the least. As May 31 saw the light of the day, he suddenly ceased crying: "Save Rohri!" at 3:30 a.m. and thereafter became quiet.

Morning dawned. Telegrams kept pouring in from 9 a.m., conveying the sad and shocking tidings that Quetta had been rocked by a severe earthquake. Quetta was at a distance of two hundred miles from Rohri. At 3:30 a.m., Quetta had experienced terrible quakes and tremors and people in thousands had perished and hundreds of houses had crumbled. The loss was simply devastating. Most of those who had survived had become homeless and shelterless. Owing to the prayers of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, the residents of Rohri were saved. The calamity, which was to befall Rohri, had been averted by the boundless mercy and grace of its dervish. Rohri was not allowed to suffer any loss. After this earthquake, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj came to be regarded as a saint and dervish of a high order.

Ten months later, the people of Rohri were celebrating Chetichand in April 1936 in Nandi Khabar. Several women and children participated in this mela. In the evening, clouds collected all of a sudden and, not only unseasonal rain poured down but even heavy hailstones fell. Each hailstone waighed a quarter of a seer or more.

Exactly at that moment, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was supplicating to God. He stood on the roof of his dilapidated house and was saying: "Lord! Put a stop to this! Save the women and the children, otherwise all will perish. Do not be so cruel!" Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj then cast his glance at the skies. What was there in his gaze? Rain and hailstones ceased to fall. Women and children rushed home. Thus Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj saved the women and the children of Rohri from the jaws of death, even as Sri Krishna put an end to Aghasar Rakshasa drafted by Kansa to kill cowherds, cows and calves.

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj could not bear to see his people suffer. His heart overflowed with such immense love and sympathy for his fellow-men that he bore upon himself calamities which would otherwise have befallen Rohri. He would perform one miracle or the other and save his people.

In the months of May-June 1938, rumours spread and brahmins and pandits prophesised in Rohri that just as an earthquake had shaken Quetta in 1935, similarly an earthquake would strike Rohri and bury it. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj had saved Rohri in 1935 but this time the destruction was considered certain. People got so panicky that some kept fasts, other vigils. Some went to pray in durbars and temples of goddesses, others invoked the Daryah Shah of Rohri, the God of water. Some read scriptures, others chanted nam-kirtan. Men and women offered fervent prayers that their town Rohri be saved. Forty days of penance and prayer passed by. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj lay reclining under the roof of his old dilapidated house, rapt up in thoughts of the Divine. Scorpions, poisonous snakes and insects crawled around him.

It was mid July. Suddenly, one day, at the early hour of dawn, the house of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, along with the roof, came crumbling down with a thud. A mound of rubble and mud had formed while Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj lay buried underneath. He was quite unaware of it as he was in samadhi, oblivious of the world. Dhanibai, who happened to observe this dreadful sight, shouted at the top of her voice. Her cries attracted the attention of the neighbours. Men, children and some youths, who were members of the Prem Mandali, soon collected at the spot. The white hair of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj were visible as he lay underneath the debris. Gently moving away the mud, rubble and wooden beams to one side, Dhanibai, the mother of Relu and Amalrai Bhatia extricated Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was unhurt but for a few scratches. The mother of Relu at once applied an ointment to these scratches.

People, who had seen Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj lying under the heap of mud, rubble and wooden beams, declared that he had borne upon himself the calamity that was otherwise to befall Rohri. His house had been destroyed while he himself had been buried inside. There was great commotion. Men, women and children came rushing and quite a crowd collected in a short time. When they saw Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj being extricated out of the heap beneath which he lay buried, there was no limit to their astonishment. They were all the more surprised to see him unhurt and safe, immersed in the worship of God. Doctors, who rushed to the spot, had to return at once. People observed that, even as the heap was being removed to one side, there was a big chunk of mud. Underneath it lay intact even the cup and the saucer and the burning lamp of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was verily a man of miracles. He was ever under the protecting wings of Higher Powers.

In moments of ecstacy, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj would foretell events of importance. He had forewarned about the calamity of the Quetta earthquake. He even foretold about the assassination of Bhagat Kanwarram.

It was November 3, 1939, when the passenger train which left Dadu, at two in the afternoon, stopped at the Ruk station at 5 p.m. The renowned saint and bhakta Kanwarram was travelling by this train with some of his disciples. The saint was returning after holding religious congregations in Manjhad durbar and Dadu. At the time at which the train reached Ruk, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj paced to and fro in the Khangah, the durbar of Beydil-Bekas. The mother of Relu was present among the crowd of the devotees at the Khangah. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, all of a sudden, cried out loudly: "Alas! A shot is being fired! Alas! He is dead!" Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj thereafter laughed and remarked "Bhakta shot to death! Strange is Thy leela, O Lord!".

The train reached the Sukkur station late by three to four hours. As soon as it arrived, people learnt the sad and stunning news of the assassination of Bhagat Kanwarram, by some ruffians at the Ruk station. The whole of Sukkur and Rohri, as a mark of respect for Bhagat Kanwarram, observed a total bandh. When Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj had uttered the words: "Alas! A shot is being fired! etc." no one understood their significance but, like a true seer, he had given a hint about the assassination without openly and specifically announcing it.

It was the year 1943. In the month of August, the waters of the Sindhu river kept rising. The water level had risen a foot above the danger mark. As it is, in this season, all the rivers in India are in spate because of the rains. Floods, too, occur in this season. Sind was no exception. Occassionally, floods would occur. This year, sand bags had been placed on both the banks of the river as a safeguard against the floods but the water had overflown them and there was danger of Sukkur and Rohri being inundated. Everyone kept remarking that Sukkur and Rohri would soon be submerged in the flood waters.

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, who was standing in the durbar of Sain Vasanram, kept gazing at the Sindhu river. Several devotees and aspirants were present there. Soon Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj descended the steps of the durbar and came close to the bank of the river. Pitchers of water were kept near the tomb of Allab Baksh. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj came and stood there. Among those present were also women. All of them followed Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj and stood on the bank. The waters of the river had become turbulent and the raging and roaring of the waves could be heard. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj stood for some time looking at the waters and muttering some words between his lips. He soon uttered a cry, saying: "Rohri shall not sink!" These words hardly escaped his mouth when he suddenly jumped into the river. Owing to the fury of the waters, he came near the pillar of the Landsdowne Bridge close to the bank. Men and women got panicky and shouted at the top of their voices: "Danger! Save! Save!".

Men rushed to the bridge and dropped into the water pitchers and huge logs of wood etc. in the hope that Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj would catch hold of something and save himself. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, who was all-powerful and could look after himself, did not even care to cast a glance at the objects the people had thrown down. They kept floating and moving with the water. Soon a swift wave arose. It swept Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj towards the midwaters near Zindahpir. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj took two to three handfuls of water, threw these back, and addressed the flood water, said: "Do not exercise force!" Those close to him heard these words: "Run away! You shall not succeed!" Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj soon crossed the river and reached the bank. He then made straight for his house.

Some of the devotees present followed Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj and came to his place. Those who stood on the bank of the river beheld this miracle of the waters receding fast. They were reminded of Child Krishna and how the waters of the Jamuna river had subsided at the touch of his tiny toe while little Krishna was being carried by his father Vasudeva across the Jamuna on his way to Gokul. People soon learnt that the embankment of the Begari Canal at Sukur had been breached and the waters were rushing towards Shikarpur, tending to inundate it. The loss was, indeed, great but Sukkur and Rohri were saved. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj had been instrumental in saving these two places from a flood and consequent loss and misery.

The Partition

As a result of the Direct Action Policy of the Muslim League, Hindu-Muslim riots were to break out in the whole of India. The Muslims took the first step of attacking the Hindus in Noakhali. The Hindus retaliated and assaulted the Muslims in Bihar. Thus there were attacks and counter-attacks. The fire of vengeance started from Noakhali, passed through Bihar and spread to Multan in the Punjab and hundreds of other cities and towns. In order to restore peace, Mahatma Gandhi went and stayed in Noakhali, Bengal (now in Bangladesh), in January 1946. Suchita Kripalani accompanied him. The tension between the Hindus and the Muslims subsided. Mahatma Gandhi succeeded in bringing about Hindu-Muslim unity.

During this period of chaos and confusion, nam-kirtan was held at the house of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib and Sufi Kalaams used to be sung. One day, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib started singing a song, the words of which were:

"Keep safe our Emperor, O Lord!
The Sage of Sabarmati,
Who is clad in ek langoti,
Who now puts up in Noakhali."

He then raised His voice and shouted: "Police!...Police!...Police!" Those present were simply taken aback. With eager eyes and expectant hearts they asked: "Shahenshaha Baba Nebhraj Sahib! What has happened?" Before they could get a reply, He said: "The woman is being abducted! People are shouting for the Police!" Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib seemed to be in a fierce mood. He regained His composure after some time.

The following day, the news flashed through the papers that some goondas had attempted to kidnap Suchita Kripalani. The Police, however, appeared on the scene and saved her from the clutches of the goondas. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib could witness this incident which was taking place thousands of miles away and was describing it. What a wonderful example of omniscience! The educated as well as the illiterate present at that time failed to comprehend the significance of the words of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib. He would foretell several such other incidents, which the people could not follow then.

Mind, buddhi and ego are collectively called antahkaran. The anthakaran of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib, was absolutely pure. Owing to this, He knew all about his several previous births. It appeared that the whole universe was visible to Him. This incident occured in November or December 1946.

One day, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib kept pacing about in His room, at this house, He kept crying and shedding tears at the same time. None knew the reason for it. The eyes of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib were wet with tears as He kept saying: "The line of demarcation is being drawn! Lord, how will this happen? The masses will suffer. Master! Do not divide into two, I beg of you! I entreat you! With folded hands, I beseech you to listen to my supplication!...You are not prepared to listen to my plea! Then do as you please!"

No one even dreamt of the Partition of India in those days. No one knew that Mother India was to be divided into two parts. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib, who could foresee it all, foretold about it through concealed and secret hints. Again and again, He prayed that Mother India should not be vivisected. Thoughts would enter His mind as to why God wanted to disturb the country and trouble the people. He would then be heard saying: "But who am I? What can I do? I cannot interfere in His secret doings!" Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib, who was totally against the Partition of India, was helpless before the Higher Powers.

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib was far-sighted enough to realize the ill-effects of the Partition, of the chaos and confusion that would result in its wake and of the destruction and disaster that would follow. So He undertook fasts in the hope that the dark clouds that hung overhead would soon drift away, leaving the skies bright and clear. Like several other saints, Shahenshah Baba prayed fervently that the Hindu and the Muslim leaders be granted the insight, the sagacity and the statesmanship to reject the Partition. After some time, He felt that the crisis could not be avoided. So, in sheer desperation, He said to the Lord: "Since Thou are not prepared to listen to the pleas and petitions of Thy devotees, do whatever Thou dost like."

In the year 1946, the general elections were held in India. Congress leaders and statesmen like Mahatma Gandhi and Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru assured the people that there would be no Partition. If the Britishers sided Jinnah and formed Pakistan, it would be done on their dead bodies. What was the eventual result? Twelve months later, on June 3rd 1947, the British Government announced their final plans of dividing India. The Muslim League, which was in favour of the Partition, used to carry on a relentless and raging propaganda for it. The Congress, which used to oppose this propoganda, agreed to the Partition on the 23rd of July, 1947. Mahatma Gandhi was against this plan up to the last. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib had already hinted at the division of India over six months ago by uttering these words: "The line of demarcation is being drawn! Mother India is being cut! The masses will suffer, etc." These words, which could not be comprehended then, now made sense and proved to be true. Pakistan was established on the 14th of August, 1947 and India became independent on the 15th of August, 1947. Mother India was indeed cut into two.

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib did not migrate from Pakistan. He stayed behind in His native province. He, however, left Rohri and went and stayed in Sukkur. He had been born and bred in Rohri, the town sanctified by the presence of countless saints and sages, fakirs and dervishes. In this town stood the Khangah, the shrines of the saint-poets, Beydil and Bekas, the durbar of Sain Paru Shah and Vasan Shah, and the temple of Kalka Devi. He had received their blessings in rich abundance. Now the Partition had come to part Him from His beloved birth place but He would not leave His native province Sind. He would remain there till the last day of His earthly-life in spite of the death and the destruction that He would have to behold.

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib protected the helpless hindus who were at the mercy of the ruthless muslims. Communal frenzy had raised its ugly head. The fire of hatred that had kept smouldering in the hearts of the fanatic muslims of Sind against the hindus blazed into flames. The muslims harassed the hindus as they wanted them to flee to India, leaving behind for them their properties and belongings. But the hindu disciples of Baba had implicit and explicit faith in their Master. They were sure He would come to their rescue in their times of trials and tribulations. They were certain that by His grace, they would be proved innocent whenever false charges and allegations would be levelled against them by the Muslim officers. They harboured not the least doubt that the power of the worldly officers would wilt before the majesty and the might of the Monarch that their Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib was. They remained there, in spite of the fact that they were surrounded by the Muslim masses, who had no compunction in looting and burning their houses, massacring them and outraging the modesty of their women. Marie Antoinette, the Queen of France, while being sent to the guillotine, during the height of the French Revolution, had rightly uttered these words: "O Freedom! What crimes are committed in Thy name!" No wonder my Gurudeva, Sadhu Vaswani, the Saint of Modern India, who was in Sind at the time of the Partition, wrote these words: "If knowledge is power, is not ignorance too a power - a destructive power like that of an asura, a giant who pulls down and tears to pieces and burns to ashes the work of centuries of civilization?"

The Muslim League resorted to direct action. On January 6, 1948, the Muslims indulged in looting and arson of Hindu homes in Karachi on a large scale, compelling the Hindus to flee from their native land. Before the Hindus could migrate from Pakistan, they collected in large numbers and sought shelter in Swami Satyanarayan Mandir, opposite to the Karachi Corporation Building. They were sure that they would be safe in this House of God but they were massacred there in cold blood according to the conspiracy hatched by the Muslim League. Within four hours 99% of the Hindus staying in Karachi, were looted and several murdered. News of this heart-rending and unspeakably horrible incident spread like wildfire.

Three days after this dreadful disaster, for twenty days continuously from January 9th to January 28th, 1948, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib kept praying for the safety of the Father of the Nation for whom He had immense regard. Out of love for Mahatma Gandhi, He would, at times, call him "Ek langoti walla" i.e. one who wore only a loin cloth. At other times, He would speak of him as "The Sage of Sabarmati". Shahenshah Baba was heard saying: "O Lord! Save him! Do not kill him! We entreat thee! We supplicate Thee not to kill this langoti walla! Let him reform the country." For twenty days, prayers and entreaties went on ceaselessly. On January 28th, 1948, He had a foreboding that the sojourn of Mahatma Gandhi on this earth-plane was nearing its end. In sheer desperation, He cried out: "I understand, Lord, that Thou art not prepared to listen to this being!" Saying these words, He burst out into sobs. His heart within which was stored immense love for the "Great-souled Gandhi", as Sadhu Vaswani loved to call him, was greatly saddened. With tear-touched eyes, He cried:"Jai to Mahatma Gandhi!Jai to Langoti walla! Jai to the sage of Sabarmati!"

After two days, on January 30, 1948, the news was broadcast to the nation that the beloved of millions of hearts was no more. He had fallen a victim to the three bullets of Nathuram Godse. The Father of the Nation was thus shot dead by a Hindu. Fakirs and dervishes wept bitterly, the earth and the sky resounded with the cries of: "Jai Mahatma Gandhi!". This incident, which occured in Delhi, was foretold by Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib weepingly in Sukkur three weeks before it actually took place.

Aftet the Partition of India, it became difficult for the Hindus to remain in Sind at the mercy of the Muslims. At the time of the Partition, there were fourteen lacs of Hindus in Sind. After the Partition, eleven or eleven and a half lacs of Hindus left Sind and came to India as refugees. The rest stayed on in Sind. Most of the saints, sages, sadhus and fakirs bade farewell to their native province of Sind and migrated to India. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib continued to remain in Sind. Seven months before the Partition, He had left Rohri for Sukkur. In this way, He gave a hint to the Hindus that they would likewise leave their 'Sufi sunlit Sind' and go and settle down in Hindustan. When Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib left Rohri for Sukkur, Rohri Panchayat refused to part with His bedding. On learning of it, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib remarked: "They too will migrate. They will take with themselves their belongings, utensils and beddings but will be looted on the way." The words of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib proved prophetic. The people were looted of everything - their beddings, belongings etc. - on their way to India.

Ever since the month of August 1947, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib kept knocking at the Divine door and prayed fervently to the Lord to protect the Hindus. "Return the Hindus, Lord! - the Sindhi Hindus!" He entreated over and over again. This entreaty was of no avail. On the contrary it took the shape of a struggle with God. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib went on a fast from February to March 1949. The prayer that the fakirs and dervishes of Sind, including Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib offered to the Lord was that the country India should once again become united and that the people, from wherever they had migrated, should return to their native places. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib also prayed that Sindhi Hindus should return to their homes. People would hear Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib saying: "The persistent demand of all the saints here, including this one, is that everyone should return to his native place. Let us see what will be the outcome. Let those who have migrated come back to their homeland. Who can say whether our prayers to the Lord shall be answered? Who can say whether our demands shall be fulfilled by the Lord and the people will return?" It was this insistent demand of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib that made Him undertake a fast. God willed it otherwise. The Hindus did not return to their homeland but Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib had to shed His mortal coil and depart from this transitory world. The man of miracles had also to submit to the Will Divine.

For worldly affairs and government administration, different officers and officials are appointed to attend to different duties. Each officer, whether Junior or Senior, had his jurisdiction. Such is also the case with spiritual administration. God too had alloted to His saints and sages separate jurisdiction. Their areas of operation are fixed. God has entrusted to their care people residing in these areas. These saints and sages work wonders within their bounds and give hints for the welfare of their people and control external forces. Whenever riots were to take place, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib would give broad hints in advance but who was there to comprehend these hints?

Migration of the Hindus of Sind started as soon as Pakistan came into existence. In April 1948, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib was staying in Sukkur at the house of Bhagwandas. On one occasion, in the presence of Prof. Bhograj Nagrani and several other devotees, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib, suddenly started uttering; Riots...riots...Hindu Muslim riots...Two months? Nay, not so, Lord! How canst Thou do so? We will not permit Thee... Two weeks? Lord! Even this is too much!... Two hours? All right, let these last for two hours." The very next day, riots broke out between the Hindus and the Muslims in Sukkur but peace was restored within two hours, all because of the fervent prayers of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib to the Lord.

In the year 1948, when the Muslims migrated from India to settle in Sind, the Hindus from villages, rural areas and towns of Sind started migrating. Some went directly to Hyderabad and Karachi, from where they left for India as refugees. Some came from the country-side and villages and settled down in the large cities of Sind. The Government of India had made arrangements for the evacuation of the Hindus of Sind to India. A camp was set up in the fort of Hyderabad. From there, the Hindus were sent by train to Loni, Marwar, and Marwar Pali etc. in India. From those places, they were again sent by train to different places in India. In Karachi, a camp was established in Swami Satyanarayan Temple. The Hindus from there were sent by steamer to Navalakhi, Kundla, Veerawal, Porbunder (Kutch and Gujarat). Others were sent directly to Bombay. From there again, they were sent by rail to various places where refugee camps had been established. It was a mass migration. From Sind alone eleven and a half lacs of Hindus migrated to India. The remaining Hindus, numbering three and a half lacs, stayed back in Pakistan because of their reliance upon and the support of fakirs and dervishes. The Hindus of Sukkur, Rohri and the places nearby stayed there because of the support of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib.

At the time of migration, some people came and put this question to Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib: "Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib! Should we stay in Pakistan or migrate to Hindustan?" They tested Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib in a peculiar manner. One night, as He was pacing to and fro in his room, He was surrounded by fifty to sixty devotees. Ten amongst them who had come in a group, brought with themselves a plate in which they had placed some bidis and two white cigarettes. A match box also lay on the plate. One of these men stood up holding the plate in his hands.

These ten men had come to Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib with a purpose. They had decided thus: "If Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib picks up a cigarette from the plate, lights it, smokes half of it and throws the remaining half in the lap of the holder of the plate, we shall remain behind in Pakistan on the support and strength of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib. If, however, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib takes a bidi and smokes it we shall leave for India." One of them, as planned, held in his hands the plate before Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib. The saint usually smoked a bidi but, reading the thoughts of these people this time, He smiled and picked up a cigarette. The holder of the plate lit a match stick and held it before Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib, who at once lit the cigarette and smoked it leisurely. Those assembled wondered how Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib, who usually smoked a bidi, picked up a cigarette to smoke. After He had smoked half ot it, He threw the remaining half in the lap of the devotee who held the plate. Seeing this, all the ten raised this slogan repeatedly: "Jai to Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib!". When they were asked why they kept shouting, they replied: "Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib is a fakir of the first order. He is All-knowing. We had come to test him. Now we will remain here in Pakistan all because of him. We will not migrate to India." They further disclosed that they had originally decided to leave for India. "But we were advised not to do so till dervish Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib was here. We consulted one another and decided that if Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib was indeed a saint, He would read our minds and tell us whether we should leave for India or remain here. For this purpose, all the ten of us came together. We have tested him. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib has advised us not to leave for India. So now we shall remain here. If a calamity befalls us, we all will come as supplicants to Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib." Thus these ten people remained behind in Pakistan.

Samadhi

During the last days of his earth-life, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj kept hinting to his devotees that he would soon depart from this world. He once surprised them by producing fire from his body. Seeing him enveloped in flames, they were afraid that he would perish in the fire. They shouted, wept and wailed but the fire soon disappeared and their hearts were set at rest for the time being. The memory of this strange occurrence would not leave them. This, they were sure, was a sign of the impending departure of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, through various other similar occurrences, hinted that his stay on earth would not be long. One of the prime devotees of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, Sanmukhbai, realising this, expressed her desire to go to the heavenly abode before his departure. She frankly declared that life for her would become meaningless and unbearable in his absence. "Bless me, Shahenshah Baba, that I may leave this world during your lifetime." Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was gracious enough to grant her request. "Very well, Sanmukhi," said he, "Proceed before me. I shall follow you."

In the month of February 1949, one evening, blessed Sanmukhbai prepared tea for Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj and brought a cup to him. Barely taking two sips from it, he handed over the cup to her. Apprehending that he was dissatisfied with its taste, she hastened to prepare another cup of tea. The Master, seeing this, called the devotee back and said to her: "I would like you to drink this tea." Sanmukhbai, mighty pleased to be favoured thus, gulped it down. She little knew that Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was showering upon her the blessing she had supplicated for some time earlier. No sooner than she finished taking the tea than she immediately fell at the feet of the Master. Her soul, leaving its cage of flesh and clay, blood and bones, winged its way to the Realm of the Spirit. Her desire to die during the lifetime of her Spiritual Master had been fulfilled. She would be in the World Beyond ready to receive her Master as soon as he entered it. Blessed was Sanmukhbai!

The time for the transition of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj from this world had arrived. After the Partition, his heart had felt greatly grieved at the cruel sights he had witnessed. He had been saddened by the behaviour of the children of his motherland India. Had not humna beings descended to the level of ferocious animals the way they were fighting and killing one another mercilessly? Temples and mandirs were being razed to the ground. Sacred samadhis of saints and holy men were being uprooted. Verdant gardens and fertile fields were being ravaged. Were not the Hindus and the Muslims the children of the same sacred soil of India? Had they not drunk of the waters of the same rivers? Had they not partaken of the same grain of the same fields, vegetables and fruits of the same gardens? How could his tender heart bear to see them slaughtering one another? He got sick of the world. It lost all the charm for him. Owing to the rude and horrible shocks he had recently received, the world had ceased to become a home for him. He now longed to go back to his Eternal Home where love and peace reign supreme.

About four months prior to his departure, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj informed his devotees that he would shed his mortal coil on the sacred Umavas day of the month of Vaisakhi. He even gave up taking food and medicines. Like the Jain munis, he prepared himself for the antim journey. Two days before bidding farewell to this world, he asked his devotee Jogilal to go to his own village an later proceed to Majnu Tillo, situated on the banks of the Jamuna river in Delhi and spend the rest of his life in the service of his ardent devotee Shahenshah Baba Gopaldas 'Talib'.

As prognosticated by him, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj gave up his physical frame in the state of samadhi on the sacred day of Vaisakhi Umavas. With the sacred name of Sri Krishna on his lips, he entered Mahasamadhi. The news of his departure spread swiftly and reached several of his devotees, both Hindus and Muslims. As soon as they heard of the sad and tragic news, they rushed to his house with reverent hearts and tear-touched eyes to have his final darshan and blessings. Some of them even swooned when they saw the beloved of their hearts lying lifeless before them. They shuddered to think that they would no more behold their Majestic Monarch, their Shahenshah, that they would no more hear his familiar voice, that they would no more feel the tender touch of his holy hands.

Baba Gopaldas, the beloved disciple of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, had chosen 'Talib' as his nom-de-plume. It means a seeker and aspirant. True to his pen-name, he was indeed a 'Talib' for he always sought the favour and blessings of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj in a spirit of humility. Spiritually evolved as Baba Gopaldas Talib was, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj loved to call him Dervish Baba Gopaldas. In the year 1939, i.e. nineteen years prior to his passing away, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj had indicated that his dargah and samadhi would be established at Majnu Tillo. In June 1949, a short time before the departure of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, Shahenshah Baba Gopaldas, proceeded to Delhi and occupied the Darvesh Asthan at Majnu Tillo. Bhai Jogilal joined him three or four months later. Abiding by the instructions of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, he served Shahenshah Baba Gopaldas till the last day of his earth-life. Bhai Jogilal expired in the year 1962.

Baba Gopaldas Talib has rendered remarkable service by getting renovated and decorated the sacred samadhi of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj and by holding six melas every year in the Darvesh Asthan. Many devotees collect from different parts of India and abroad and participate in these melas. Nam-kirtan is held and bhajans are sung all the twenty four hours of the day and night, during the days of the melas. Langar is served on all these days for those that join the gathering. Baba Gopaldas Talib was on his feet practically throughout the day and night, personally supervising everything, inspiring the workers and volunteers to put their heart and soul into the work, and urging and goading those that slacken in their work. He considered it his religious duty to see that everyone who comes to the Majnu Tillo, especially on holy and festive days, goes away satisfied. Baba Gopaldas Talib had this firm faith that the blessings of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj are upon these religious gatherings.

The Man of Miracles

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib, the Monarch of myriad hearts, performed numerous miracles during his earth-life. This ministry of performing miracles did not end with the expiry of his earth-life. Even after his passing away, he keeps performing miracles to such an extent that he may well becalled the Man of Miracles. Tender and compassionate as he was, during his sojourn on earth he could not bear to see the suffering of his devotees. Now that his spirit dwells in the Abode of Eternal bliss, he keeps blessing his devotees by fulfilling their desires and leading sincere seekers out of the darkness of ignorance into the light of wisdom. The miracle of miracles, indeed is the transformation of the heart. Even now, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj Sahib listens to the pleas of the people and accedes to their requests for wordly matters. Not only that, but Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj also hears the prayers of the aspirants, eager to live the Higher Life, brings about inner metamorphosis in them and leads them onward and forwad along the spiritual path.

An account of some of the interesting events in the life of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj and a few of the remarkable miracles performed by him is given in a chronological order.

1918, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, The All-knower

Prabhdas Mehta, a follower of Sain Beydil Shah, was both a landlord and a contractor. A suit, which had been filed against him, was just over. As the verdict had gone against him, he was contemplating to appeal to the Higher Court.

Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj happened to visit his house. As usual, he had gone there with bare feet, even though it was the season of summer. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj expressed to the wife of Prabhdas a desire to eat something as he was hungry. She asked her daughter-in-law to bring meals for him. Chappatis, pulse and mango pickle were placed before him. He, however, declined to eat these and asked for bitter gourds. The daughter-in-law lied to Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, saying that they had not prepared bitter gourds. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, who was All-knowing, informed her that they were kept on a shelf. It was only after all the bitter gourds were brought to him that he partook of the meals.

Soon thereafter as Prabhdas entered his house, along with his brother and son, Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj smilingly uttered these words: "Prabhdas! It is useless to file an appeal against the judgement of the Lower Court. You treat the verdict of the Lower Court as the verdict of the High Court." Prabhdas took the words of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj lightly, as he regarded him to be eccentric and crazy.

Women, compared to men, as we all know, have greater devotion for and faith in dervishes and fakirs. The wife of Prabhdas, too, had great faith in Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj and regarded him as an All-knowing holy being. She impressed on her husband and his brother that Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj was an enlightened soul who could foretell events and that whatever he predicted came out to be true. Accordingly, they dropped the idea of filing an appeal to the Higher Court and were saved the botheration of spending time, labour and money.

1921, Blessings Bear Fruit

It was the year 1921. Ramchand Lulla was on the lookout for a job. He and his wife Parameshwari were on their way to the dargah of Paru Shah to seek his blessings so that their desire may soon be fulfilled. They happened to see Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj coming towards them. Lulla immediately asked his wife to get out of the way of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj, lest he, being crazy, should strike her. Parameshwari remarked: "What if he is crazy? We are going to bow before him. Perchance he may bless us and you may soon get a job." She had barely uttered these words when Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj came and reached close to them.

Lulla folded his hands while Parameshwari touched the feet of Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj. Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj immediately pulled her by the plait of her hair and said: "He needs a job, Lord! Give him." Exactly a week later, Lulla got a job. Lulla thereafter, placed immense faith in Shahenshah Baba Nebhraj. He no longer regarded him as crazy but started worshipping him as a saint and a dervish.