Dhanial (Urdu: دھنیال, or Dhanyal) is one of the largest tribes living in the Potohar plateau and Lower Himalayas for the last eight centuries. Most of the Dhanyals are settled in Kahuta, Rawalpindi, Islamabad and in Murree Hills. Some families of the tribe live in Kashmir, Abbottabad, Sialkot and Hazara. They are the descendants of Hazrat Ali from his ninth wife Hazrat Khola bint-e-Ayas bin Jaffar Bannu Hanifa. Hazrat Khola gave birth to Hazrat Ali's famous son Muhammad bin Ali also known as Muhammad bin Hanifa.
The name 'Dhanyal/Dhanial' is derived from Mohazzam Shah which was the name of chief and famous Sufi saint of Lower Himalayas who shifted from Dhanni (old name of Chakwal) in late 12th century. Mohazzam Shah is more famously known as 'Dhanni Pir'. Origin of Mohazzam Shah (Shajra Nasb of Dhanni Pir); Hazrat Ali > Imam Muhammad bin Hanifa (Muhammad-ul-Akbar)> Imam Ibrahim> Hassan> Zaid > Ismail> Ahsan-ul-Tarosh> Qasim> Hassan> Ibrahim > Ali> Muhammad> Abdullah> Muavia> Jaffar> Ameer Malik> Khusro Shah> Moaazam/Mohazzam Shah (DhanniPir). Forefathers of Mohazzam Shah who were Arab Muslims - migrated from Iraq to Multan during the era of Muhammad Bin Qasim. Desandants of Mohazzam Shah ruled Multan state for about 190 years. For further details regarding Dhanials and famous Potohar tribes see <http://chakbelikhan.com/index.php/sample-sites-5/about-raizada-corporation/2012-03-28-09-37-30/kitah-pothwar>
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Oh, you poor, broke, mixed up mess of a heart
You let a little bitty man go and tear you all apart
I warned you a thousand times
You wouldn't listen, paid me no mind
You poor, broke, mixed up mess of a heart