"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,…

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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?…

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... and she was known as «Ameena Begum», and Lo! A most trustworthy queen of an «inner call» she was.
Her light blue eyes opened to twilight in Albuquerque, New Mexico, on the 8th of May, 1892, and her name was «Ora-Ray» and Lo! An «aura of rays» she was.
Bright sunny days had threaded away alike seventeen beads of fairy-tale years, when suddenly those very same shores of her own…

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Murshid was also like a Father to some of his disciples. To others, he was the «Murshid», the Spiritual Guide. But all, whether consciously or unconsciously, responded to the «Breath of the Message», as symbolized by Murshid’s sublime radiance. His approach was with a smile. His words communicated happiness. His piercing glance was like a torch in the darkness. His loving presence was ever-uplifting.…

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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…

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Each day, the children were given a particular subject of concentration, such as for instance, Patience, Tolerance, Forgiveness, Kindness, Politeness, Nobility, Humility... And in the evenings, we came to our Father, telling him whether or not we had really truly concentrated on the chosen subject.
One day, the subject of concentration was «Courage». In the evening of that same day, a dinner…

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As young children, we never heard western instruments, because in those days there were no radios in the home, and even gramophones were most exceptionally rare items.
But our Father did instruct us in the science of Indian music, and he also made us sing the various ragas, together with the beating of the Talas, while accompanying us on the piano. Our Father also taught us western scales,…

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Later, in 1925, Murshid went to Paris alone, several times, without telling us children where he was going. He only said that it was a secret, and that we would know that secret soon.
One day, he returned form his short trips to Paris, more joyously than ever before, which smiles and sunshine in his eyes, and of course, we all hurried around him, hoping to know the secret at last; when,…

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One day, while Murshid was going out through the gate of Fazal Manzil, holding my hand tight so that I would not run wildly across the road, as I often did, he was most astonished to see a workman digging a deep ditch just in front of the house, under pouring rain, and with hands and clothes covered with mud.
Murshid walked toward the workman and gently took off his hat to him; and then,…

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The many various types of Sufi activities in which Murshid was involved, differed very much, according to the diversity of circumstances experienced within the frame-work of the great number of centers, which were visited all throughout the year.
During the summer months, however, Murshid was practically always at home; and he could therefore arrange his daily schedule more conveniently than…

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