"Hazrat" is an honorific; "Pir-o-Murshid" is an esoteric title, signifying the head of the Inner School of the Sufi Movement.
   On July 5th, 1882, in Baroda, India, a child named Inayat was born into one of the most musical families in the country. Inayat"s grandfather, Maula Bakhsh, known as the "Beethoven of India", had become a master of the music of both North and South India,…

Each time that one of us was born, our Father’s first tender approach to the new-born baby was to call it Pir-Zade or Murshid- Zade, meaning son of Pir or son of Murshid. The daughters were called Pir-Zadi or Murshid-Zadi, meaning daughter of Pir or daughter of Murshid.
Later, when we were older, our Father often asked us, «Have you really behaved today as a Pir-Zade or as a Murshid-Zade?…

If you are the master of a great factory, and all the machines work by your will, are you happy, restful and peaceful when you come home? You may be the master of a whole army or of a whole nation, or of many nations – when you are at home, are you peaceful and happy? The answer is «no», and this shows us that another mastery is needed. A man may be the master of a whole army, but if he has a stroke…

1 Just as for every illness there is a remedy, so for every disaster there is a reconstruction. Any effort, in whatever form and however small, made towards reconstruction or towards the betterment of conditions is worthwhile, but what we need most is the understanding of that religion of religions and that philosophy of philosophies which is self-knowledge. We shall not understand the outer life…


One day our Father decide to go to Paris without being accompanied by any of the secretaries or Sufi guests, as was usually the case, and I felt terribly uneasy at the thought of my Father going all alone through the crowds and the terrible traffic in that large city; where he would have to change from one bus to another, and from one metro stop to another, before getting anywhere, besides the great…

These Few remembrances which I am humbly venturing to put into words, are offered herewith in an earnest longing to communicate some aspects of the fairy-tale atmosphere that prevailed in those days, when our Beloved Father was with us.
But it is of course very difficult to evoke such remembrances without repeatedly experiencing an outburst of emotions, especially those which were awakened…

The legend of the dance of Krishna with a thousand gopis tells that he was beloved of all who knew him. In his village, high and low, young and old held him in their hearts with admiration and friendship.
And each peasant girl, each gopi who saw the divine youth hoped that it would be with her that he would dance. And so one asked him, and another, and another, and to each he gave his promise.…

It is said in the Puranas that once Sita, the consort of Ramachandra, was staying in the guardianship of Vashista Rishi with her sons.
The younger son, Lahu, one day went to see the neighboring town. He saw Kalanki, a most beautiful horse, running about the city without a rider. When he enquired whose the horse was, people told him that this horse had been let loose so that whoever was…

Bowl of saki

19 Nov Narrowness is not necessarily devotion, but often appears so.

Vadan

Truth is not acquired but discovered.

Reflection

It is the gratification of the ego which builds up its strength, and the more satisfaction acquired, the greater becomes the desire, thereby enslaving one to one's own self, besides awakening the fighting spirit of others whose egos are consequently disturbed.