I admit that I am full of imperfections, as many imperfections as remedies to which I have been articulating regularly, though with earnest desire to improve. Some may mistake me as a good person in the same sense as Sheikh Farid a famous Sufi saint had said.
“ਕਾਲੇ ਮੈਂਡੇ ਕੱਪੜੇ ਕਾਲਾ ਮੈਂਡਾ ਵੈਸ,ਗੁਨਹੀ ਭਰਿਆ ਮੈਂ ਫਿਰਾਂ ਲੋਗ ਕਹਿਣਦਰਵੇਸ.”
“काले मेड़ें कपड़े काला मैंड्डा वेस, गुनहि भरिहा मैं फिरा लोग कहें दरवेस.”
“My clothes are black and my attire/mannerism is like a saint, however I am a sinner though people call me a Holy man!”