Kashmir remembers. Its rivers remember the footsteps of poets, kings, and saints. Its mountains remember the whispers of love, loss, and courage. And somewhere in that memory walks a saint who never sought attention, never desired glory, never wore robes of power. He came like mist—soft, subtle, unassuming—Nund Reshi, whom we reverently call Hazrat Sheikh Noor-ud-Din Wali (RA).

He lived in an age when the valley resonated with many voices—Islam, Shaivism, and the fading echoes of Buddhism. Sufi orders from distant lands brought poetry, metaphysics, and disciples. Yet Nund Reshi turned inward—to the soil, to the people, to the rhythm of ordinary life—and spoke a language entirely his own. He shaped the Rishi Order, rooted not in distant texts or imported doctrines, but in the daily acts of humanity: working the land, tending the sick, sharing food, lifting hearts.

“Ann poshi teli yeli wan poshi” — food will last as long as forests last. He said this centuries ago, but it rings truer today than ever. These are not mere words of ecological wisdom; they are a moral compass. Protect the forests,........

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