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BIOGRAPHY:-
The Faqir Sahib's blessed name is Nur Muhammad. He adds to his name the word Faqir, because all his life has been spent in acquiring the science of Faqir and navigating its unfathomable sea. Faqir is his aim and object in life. The inscription of the words Sarwari Qadri is on account of his spiritual chain of the path. Thus he signs his full name as Faqir Nur Muhammad Sarwari Qadri.
He was born in Kulachi - a little-known village in district Dera Ismail Khan in the former North-West Frontier Province. He is a Pathan by tribe and Gandapur by caste. The Gandapurs trace their descent from the famous saint Sayyid Ahmad Gesudaraz whose mausoleum in Hyderabad Deccan is a common, respectable shrine.
His father, Haji Gul Muhammad Sahib was a very pious and God-fearig man. He had performed the pilgrimage to Mecca thrice and was well-versed in Arabic and Persian.

While the Faqir Sahib was still an infant, his father used to take him for receiving bliss to Hazrat Mada Khan - a divine saint of Kulachi - who was then alive and whose tomb now is visited by all. Mada Khan cherished a particular love for his father. The former, one day, told the latter:-" I have dreamt an exquisite spiritual phenomenon. According to that your son Nur Muhammad must grow into a saint. I visualized last night that I was esoterically voyaging in a sea-ship. the voice of a child screamed from the midst of a cradle in the ship. Stop the ship ! My father is coming!" On approaching the cradle I saw your son Nur Muhammad lying therein. Afterwards I saw you from a distance paddling the water and approaching the ship, which set off after you had boarded it. Mada Khan died during the infancy of Faqir sahib. But even after his death he used to be considerate towards Faqir Sahib and helped him esoterically which the Faqir Sahib acknowledges.
During his student life Faqir Sahib once injured his knee while playing football. That very night his father saw Mada Khan in a dream in his house asking him, "Haji Sahib, how is your son's knee? I have come to enquire after him." The Faqir Sahib narrates that early in the morning my father came to me very jubilant and satisfied ad said, "Nur Muhammad, I am highly astonished that after a very long time I have seen tonight Mada Khan come to my house and enquire after your health. This dream also subscribed to his father's expectations and hopeful thoughts about Faqir Sahib.
The Faqir Sahib acquired his primary education at Kulachi. In the Middle examination he topped the whole province. he appeared at the Matriculation examination from Dera Ismail Khan. From the off start he did not pay much heed to his studies. Yet he topped the list at every examination and on account of this ability he enjoyed a distinguished position in every class. He was a regular scholarship-holder from the 5th to F.A. standard.
After Matriculation he took a fancy for higher education and joined Islamia College, Lahore. One morning he went to the tomb of Faqir Muhammad Aslam, in Dera Ismail Khan. Offering a twofold supererogation, he augured and lying down on a bed for a while, closed his eyes and fell asleep. He dreamt himself standing at the door of the luminous grave of Hazrat Sultan Bahu Sahib who came out of his shrine and said to Faqir Sahib, "Don't go to the college; English education won't suit you."
So saying he entered the tomb and Faqir Sahib's eyes opened. he entertained the craze for higher education and the aspirations of youth. His parents, relatives and almost all the members of his family had centered in him high hopes of worldly promotion as he was a very shining student.
He couldn't control himself in the class-room in the presence of the professor. His book was his last resort to sere as a curtain and hide his tears. When he got seclusion in the room of the hostel, the night passed away in shedding tears. During his leisure hours the same state continued, in the day. In the night, his pillow got so drenched up with tears that to dry it up he had to keep it in the sun every day. In severe summer days it hardly dried up from midday to evening. This was the daily routine.
Due to abundant weeping his eyes had assumed a queer look. Thereupon, Ahmad Khan, one of his class-fellows and very intimate friend, used to ask him, "what has happened to your eyes?" The Faqir Sahib used to replay, "My eyes have become sore." But he wouldn't agree and say, "No; sore eyes are not like that."
The more he tried to conceal himself the more evident this phenomenon became; and the more he tried to suppress it the more forcibly it sprang up. Yet he continued his studies. After some time he fell seriously ill in the College Hostel in Lahore. He was confined to bed for a long time and got so learn and weak as to be unable to sit or move; simultaneously, the spiritual attraction was still there. The dream at Dera Ismail Khan was soaring in his eyes. Finally he decided in his mind that if he recovered he would quite the college . He resolved thus in the night and found himself quite healthy in the morning. He forthwith set off for the railway station. Some esoteric power and invisible hand seemed to drag him along.
He stayed at home for some days, reluctant to discontinue his studies and contemplating that he would be able to fetch some job after some more study. Under this impression he returned to the college and resumed his studies. The forementioned condition continued vehemently. The tears were always there. He tried to control himself, but in vain. He had to leave the college.
So from Lahore he took straight to the holy shrine of Hazrat Sultan-ul-Arifin via Shorkot. He renounced the college for good leaving behind all his belongings and books.
During his stay at the august court he cherished no fancy for any one in the beginning. A curious estrangement overfilled his heart. His relatives and sympathisers were surprised at this new of his. They could hardly conceive that such an intelligent young man could possibly transform thus. Everybody pitied his future. After relinquishing the college, home and all worldly connections and assuming the orders of dervishes, he had to pass through sundry ordeals. But he remained steadfast with the dervishes; he was having but half a meal of dry bread; sleeping on the bosom of earth and wearing a patch garment and a loin-cloth. In spite of all this, he had contentment in his heart, light in his eyes and joy in his spirit. All his kinsmen and inmates of his house wondered as to what had happened to this educated and intelligent youngster! In the Faqir's habit many people suspected him of insanity. Those who had seen him in the up to date collegian dress, were surprised at his new state. But he did not care. He had married at the beginning of his college career and had one child whom he entrusted to God at his home. Commemoration and worship of God was his occupation day and night.
In those days he came across a manuscript composition of Hazrat Sultan-ul-Arifin. He studied it very carefully and felt like having obtained an invaluable treasure of gnosis. He enjoyed its study so much that he spent years in studying his works. Thereafter he obtained many other manuscripts with which he quenched his spiritual thirst. He gathered about 30 or 40 manuscripts, which he copied repeatedly and read each one hundreds of times. But he couldn't be satisfied with them; nor is he now. Through writing these books with the pen for scores of years his handwriting improved to the extent of his becoming a calligraphist.
Later on it so happened that through the esoteric concentration and lighted books of Hazrat Sultan-ul-Arifin whatever place, stage ad spiritual phenomena of the path he copied in the day time, he crossed it in the night and every written esoteric phenomenon became manifest to him. He says: "It appeared that the author had composed and bequeathed those books to me exclusively." Because, hithersofar, none has either comprehened or benefited out of Hazrat Sultan-ul-Arifin's books like myself. And it is a fact that the honour of acquainting the world with the real import of his books and the seekers of the right path with his Faqir rests solely with him.
He became the pupil of Hazrat Salih Muhammad, a successor of Hazrat Sultan-ul-Arifin. In his tender age his father took him to Darbar Sharif and presented him to his own guide and patron, Hazrat Salih Muhammad with the request to accept him as his pupil which the Hazrat very affectionately did. About the early days of his stay at the Darbar Sharif when his desire was at its climax, Faqir Sahib says, "One night I was asleep in the mosque of Darbar Sharif along with my father. In a dream I saw Hazrat Sultan-ul-Arifin sitting in the place like a resplendent sun and watching me with a particularly favourabel look. From his shining face up to may body there emanated a beam of light. Its strong brilliant rays pierced my brain, heart and every particle of the body.
Faqir Sahib copiously travelled all over India in connection with Invitation of Graves. He has recited the invitation on them and reaped spiritual gain from the holy graves of almost all the saints and great magnates. He says the one night's invitation at the grave of a saint is more beneficial than hundreds of Quadragesimals and fasts and seclusion and years of asceticism and austerities. If the enshrined soul co-operates, he can cause the invitor to traverse overnight al the stages traversed by him in his own life time.
Faqir Sahib is a high ranked scholar, a noble Sufi, a grand dervish, a far-sighted humble Faqir and experienced saint. In his seventy-five years of age he has witnessed innumerable worldly vicissitudes and untold secrets and open revolutions. He has had occasions of meeting and talking to people of different schools of thought and various ideas; including scholars, muftis, Sufis, pious spiritualists, leaders, statesmen and pious people etc. He takes a very wide and liberal view of Sufiism, Faqr and Spiritualism and has spent all his life I research of this spiritual world. Theoretically and practically he is fully cognizant of all the ups and downs and bends of Faqir and Sufiism. He has full experience of differentiating between the genuine and counterfoil, reality and imitation, truth and falsehood.
Moreover Faqir Sahib was able to sense the tombs of saints without seeing them. For about twelve years he wandered in the sands of That and slept on the ground without a pillow or bedding. Being subject to a sort of spiritual intoxication, day and night, he followed no earthly pursuit in those days. It kept him independent and carefree of the world and all its paraphernalia. Faqir Sahib has also written and issued some other most interesting and useful books on Islamic theosophy and spiritualism in Urdu.

Hadhrat Faqir Noor Muhammad Sarwari Qadri dedicated his life to earn Faqr and paticulaily Faqr e Sultani. Whatever he has learnt and written are the hidden treasures of Noori knowlege. The beloved of Allah and His messanger and of all the holy spirits. Allah sanctify his soul raise his stations and blessed us with his bounties