An Islamic visionary from a 500-year-old pir’s place in Madhya Pradesh, Syed Anar Shah Rahmud Allay from Iraq, has come to see Maharaj. Maharaj tells him,

The dervish is unique. After the prophet leaves, people bind him into rituals. But the dervish is bound only by love. He lives in his own world. Sometimes he laughs, sometimes he cries, sometimes he remains silent. Where people make boundaries, God’s mercy is not there.  

            The visitor says, “Allah is omnipresent. This place [Gobind Sadan] is very pure. Great blessings are here.”

            Maharaj is quiet. The seer drops to his knees and prays silently.

            Then Maharaj asks him, “What is the importance of this place?”

            The visionary replies, “An old one lived here. He doesn’t tell me his name. His blessing is here.”

            Maharaj tells him,

 Gadaipur [our village] is the seat of pirs. Shaikh Farid, Qutbuddin Bakhtiar Kaki, Amir Khusro, Moinuddin Chishti—they all said their Namaz here, in Mehrauli [our town]. This is a place of dervishes and is thus very pure. Pirs are very blessed.

Our Gurmukh Singh’s wife was very ill. He requested blessings, and the hukam came to go to the tomb of Qutbuddin Bakhtiar Kaki in Mehrauli and distribute sweet rice there. Gurmukh Singh prepared the sweet rice in Gobind Sadan. He reported to me that he was ready to go to that tomb per the hukam. At once the vision came of Qutbuddin Bakhtiar Kaki himself. He said to me, “There is no need for Gurmukh Singh to go to my tomb. I will come to Gobind Sadan and accept the offering here.”

            The visitor says, “They are all one. The difference is only in people’s thinking. Those who are friends of God are one.”