Hatif said to me that in Paradise one day
Saadi of Sharaz addressed Hali in this way
O with the pearl of whose poetry's sky-illuminating light
The falcon became companion of moon and stars light!
Relate to me what the story of the Indian Muslim is
Is he lagging at the halt or busy in exertion is?
Is some warmth of din left in his veins?
The heat of whose call was once burning the sky
Hali was moved by the talk of the Shaikh
He started weeping and saying, O man of miracles!
When the sky turned over the leaf of time
The call came that respect was possible only with education!
But this has produced wavering in fundamental beliefs
Secular benefits were obtained, but din had been undermined
Goals also become exalted if the din is preserved
The youth's nature is paralyzed and very low keyed
Concordance among individuals is kept only with din
Din is the plectrum if national congregation is the musical instrument
If the foundation of the gardenis wall is shaken
It is clearly the beginning of the garden's end
As the water of Zamzam was not available to it
Some manner of atheism is appearing in the new progeny
Do not talk of this in the audience of the Lord of Yathrib
Lest Muslims of India consider that this is my back-biting
Dates cannot be obtained from the weeds we have sown
Brocade cannot be obtained from the wool we have spun