Ali Bakhsh House Hold Servant Of Allama Iqbal / One day Of Iqbal's Life

Ali Bakhsh was Iqbal's house hold servant from a young age. He died in the 1960's. The following excerpts are from his interview.
Dr. Sahib didn't sleep much at night visitors stayed him till late but even afterwards he kept sitting, his head bowed thoughtfully some times his eyes moistened with tears of no reason or he started weeping until he was in his cups; then he would raise his hands in prayer and his face would glow with a strange radiance and inward peace.
His sleep was light, Even a rat stirring would wake him up and then he
would call, "Ali Bakhsh! what happened?" But he was off into his thoughts before i could answer. I was always around him even my bed was not far away at night.as soon he felt urge to write poetry he would call out, "Ali Bakhsh! bring me paper and pencil," And i would produce these resources immediately.                                                                                                                                                His face usually become ruddy while he was composing verses and i could see a gleam in his eyes but once but he was through his head on the pillow as if a rock was lifted off his chest. At first i could not understand this but i learnt that Dr. Sahib was a poet and this his usual manner of composing verses...
His life was simple, but i must tell you that his servants were offered the same food as him. There was never a separate meal for us. Once we were given Dal(pulse) without ghee and by some chance it came to his notice. he was very upset and went inside he said[to his folks],"You have not given this meal to the servants but it is as if you have given it to me. Our servants are our right hands, they help us soar in the air and all our chores depend on them. It is deplorable that they should be discriminated in food..."
He dislike vanity and didn't approve of his admirers kissing his hands or bowing to him courteously.People swarmed around us when we went to Allahabad(where he delivered his famous presidential address) but he got angry when some came near him and paid homage by showering currency over the crowd. Allama Iqbal stooped them at once and kept lamenting over it for a quite while.