Sachal Sarmast

Who are you, who am I, I'm manifest in the same
On our heads we secured, a chaplet in a frame.)

Sachal Sarmast (1739 – 11 April 1827) (Sindhi: سچلُ سرمستُ‎, Urdu: سچل سرمست‎), born Abdul Wahab Farooqi (Urdu: عبد الوہاب فاروقی‎) was a Sufi poet from Sindh in modern-day Pakistan. He was a great saint, a mystic poet, a philosopher and one of the towering personalities produced by Sindh (modern day in Pakistan). He was known by his nicknames "Sachal" or "Sachoo". In Sindhi, means trustful where as Sarmast means mystic in Sindhi and the literally meaning of Sachal Sarmast in Urdu is "trustful mystic".Dost Pakistan: "Sachal Sarmast", 2013 He is also known as Shair-e-Haft Zaban , means The Poet of Seven languages, He addresses the wider audience in the following seven languages, Urdu, Sindhi, Balochi, Punjabi, Persian, Arabic and Saraiki.

Quotes

Poetry

• Light makes me restive sweet Lord, restive am I for light
  Neither a talker, nor a seeker, nor am I argumentite
  Light makes me restuve sweet Lord, restive am I for light
  Neither earthy, nor the wind, neither water nor as fire ignite
  Light makes me restive sweet Lord, restive am I for light
  Neither from jinns, nor from humans, neither mother nor father recondite
  Light makes me restive sweet Lord, restive am I for light
  Neither Sunni, nor Shia, neither sinner nor recompensite
  Light makes me restive sweet Lord, restive am I for light
  Neither law-abider nor abstemious, nor given to physical delight
  Light makes me restive sweet Lord, restive am I for light
  Neither a scholar nor a judge, nor rowdy drink's acolyte
  Light makes me restive sweet Lord, restive am I for light
  Which substance of School do you look for? he's with you and in flight
  Light makes me restive sweet Lord, restive am I for light.
  • Sachal Sarmast within reach, p. 27

Couplet

• Who are you, who am I, I'm manifest in the same
  On our heads we secured, a chaplet in a frame.
  • Sachal Sarmast within reach, p. 67

Doha

• All this is strolling of the sea, neither any shore nor dinghy
  Into the waters of oneness, flying away this very entity
  Cease the moment forget all else, all that bygone history
  The future and past abandon, Sachal ask for frenzy.
  • Sachal Sarmast within reach, p. 46

External links

• Muzaffar A. Ghaffar: Sachal Sarmast within reach, Lahore, 2007