Alif, Allah-Chanbey di Booti (A: Allah The Jasmine Plant) :- Translation

Compared to all the shrubs in the world Jasmine is
the tallest and for that reason I’ve called it a plant.
The flowers are refreshingly fragrant.
My Spiritual Guide planted Allah’s Jasmine plant in my heart
He taught me negation and affirmation of religious teachings
Within me the plant’s fragrance created a tumult
0 Bahu, may my Spiritual Guide, who sowed that beautiful sapling, live long


Do not say prayers, even your intentions are not so only
to show your pious ness you hurry to the mosque
There you perform the ablution, but at heart you’re unclean 0 Bahu,
without a Spiritual Guide your prayers,Intended or not, won’t matter


Even if my whole body is eyes,
I’ll be still unfulfilled looking at my Spiritual Guide
Even if all my pores become millions of eyes, I’l1 be eternally looking at Him
Even after that I’ll be still unfulfilled, then who else should I turn to?
Looking at the luminous face of the Guide is equal to millions of pilgrimages
O moon, rise to give us light and for the stars to worship you


In the streets I’ve seen people turning from riches to rags when the times change
I pray no traveller who is destitute loses his way
O Bahu, though we are mortals but do not disturb us,
for, we’ll fly ourselves like birds


Faith is sought by all, but no one wants the Spiritual Love
My heart is disgusted when people seek faith,
but are ashamed of seeking Love
The Love leads to a goal of which faith has no knowledge
O Bahu, I rather have the longevity of my Spiritual Love than my faith


My Spiritual Guide’s threshold is Ka’ba to me
where the devotees supplicate Between the locks of his tresses is prayer-mat
where all the faithful meet And his chin is like the Fountain in the Heaven where
all the travellers quench their thirst
O Bahu, why should I go to Mecca when I can perform
pilgrimage through my Spiritual Master


I learnt about Allah, memorised Qur’an at school, and was exposed to the world
Though I became scholar, still I was in the pursuit of wealth
Though I read thousands of books still my worldly greed remained unconquered
O Bahu, only God-Men could subdue the inner greed


I’m tired of fasting, praying and prostrating Many times
I performed the pilgrimage, still I’m unfulfilled
Let’s go to another wilderness for there is no place here for meditation
0 Bahu, all is realised by a single glance of the Spiritual Guide


Only heart is the true dwelling place of the Almighty
O seeker peep into it Rekindle the flame of knowledge in the darkness,
because your lips are sealed and lost for words


Do not beg Khizr for the waters of eternal life, because it’s within you
O Bahu, he who gets a Spiritual Guide knows the secret Of the Universe


I’m so ugly, but my Beloved is so handsome, then how can I attract him
He does not enter into my home though I endeavoured to my best
How can I please him when I’m neither good looking nor rich?
O Bahu, my eternal sorrow will be that I may die Crying


I could not find the Creator either in the heaven or earth
I could not find Him in the book or in a mosque’s niche
I could not find Him on my visits to the Holy Ganges and the shrines
I travelled endlessly in His quest
O Bahu, but once I got hold of the Spiritual guide all my torments of quest ended