It was near the end of the day and the manager was standing by me and another staff member who is in her early 20s but a mother of two young children. The manager said to the young lady, "So are you going out CLUBBING tonight?" She replied, "No. Today I prefer to have a soak in the bath, have a nice cup of tea and meal with my family. Then watch a DVD with my kids." The manager, who is in his 40s, said seriously, "What's happening to you? Come on. DON'T WASTE YOUR LIFE. Life is more than just drinking tea and watching DVDs at home! You need to get out there and enjoy yourself. Come to the club and have a good night out. Don't waste your life."
ਹੀਰਾ ਲਾਲੁ ਅਮੋਲੁ ਜਨਮੁ ਹੈ ਕਉਡੀ ਬਦਲੈ ਹਾਰਿਓ ਰੇ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥heeraa laal amol janam hai ka-udee badlai haari-o ray. ||1|| rahaa-o.||
Human birth is a priceless jewel, which has been squandered in exchange for a worthless shell. ||1||Pause||
I was standing there thinking "Sachay Paatshaah! Is this a comedy show or something?" I had a huge smile on my face and tried to stop myself from laughing! In my mind I was comparing what the manager said to what you would expect a Stage Secretary of a Gurdwara to say: "guroo waale baNo taa apNaa janam saflaa karo" (Become the Gurus (i.e. take Amrit) and make your life complete and fulfilled). I thought if I were to do a Panjabi translation of what the manager said it would be, "club noo jaa-o, taa apNaa janam safal karo." Rab Rakha.
It made me think how each and every person has their own goals in life. One person makes his or her goal in life to get married and earn enough to get on the property ladder. Someone's goal is to become successful in their career. Another person's goal is to go clubbing, fulfil their desires, eat Kebabs and have a "good time". It's all the Vaheguru's Kedh (God's Game).
ਦੁਖ ਸੁਖ ਕਰਤ ਮਹਾ ਭ੍ਰਮਿ ਬੂਡੋ ਅਨਿਕ ਜੋਨਿ ਭਰਮਈਹੈ ॥
dukh sukh karat mahaa bharam booddo anik jon bharam-eehai.
Enduring pleasure and pain, drowned in the great ocean of doubt, you shall wander in numerous reincarnations.
ਰਤਨ ਜਨਮੁ ਖੋਇਓ ਪ੍ਰਭੁ ਬਿਸਰਿਓ ਇਹੁ ਅਉਸਰੁ ਕਤ ਪਈਹੈ ॥੩॥
ratan janam kho-i-o prabh bisri-o ihu ausar kat pa-eehai. ||3||
You have lost the jewel of human birth by forgetting Vaheguru; when will you have such an opportunity again? ||3||
I was at the cash desk and an elderly lady came up and said she wants to buy vacuum bags. She had brought her DIRTY and USED vacuum bag with her, which she kept flapping around and poking infront of me. I said I would show her the hoover bags. As we were crossing the store she stopped and with a warm smile on her face said, "Dear young man, I love the 'PUNJAB' THING you have on your head. Looks utterly marvellous." I smiled and told her, "Madam, its a TURBAN." She didn't hear or didn't pay attention and carried on walking.
She wanted me to check it was the right vacuum bag so she decides to get her dirty vacuum bag out and shake it infront of me. I just took two big steps BACK. She looked at me and said, "What is the problem young man?" I said, "Madam, I am allergic to dust and I am going to sneeze with all the dust from the bag." She looked at me and said, "Don't we all sneeze? Stop being so silly." I thought, Rab Raakhaa! She eventually took away the hoover bags and she left a whole pile of dirt and dust where she fiddled with her dirty used vacuum bag. Although the lady was rude and abrupt, she was nice and had good intentions.
Ps. Daas will try and post about Saturday's seminar workshop in the next few days.