How Grateful Are We?

Short but sweet anecdote:


Once a man paid a visit to a wise old Gurmukh (Guru-orientated person). The man complained about his poverty and made a lot of noise about his dire situation.

Having listened to the man’s grumblings, the wise old Gurmukh immediately offered the man a huge amount of money in exchange for some of the man’s body parts. As expected, the man refused the offer as his body parts were dearer to him than any money the Gurmukh could offer. This way the Gurmukh was able to convince the man that the poor man wasn’t so poor after all.

ਜਿਹ ਪ੍ਰਸਾਦਿ ਭੋਗਹਿ ਸਭਿ ਰਸਾ ॥
jih prasaad bhogehi sabh rasaa.
By His Grace, you enjoy all sorts of pleasures

ਸਗਲ ਸਮਗ੍ਰੀ ਸੰਗਿ ਸਾਥਿ ਬਸਾ ॥
sagal samagree sang saath basaa.
You are provided with all the necessities of life.

ਦੀਨੇ ਹਸਤ ਪਾਵ ਕਰਨ ਨੇਤ੍ਰ ਰਸਨਾ ॥
deene hast paav karan netr rasnaa.
He gave you hands, feet, ears, eyes and tongue,

ਤਿਸਹਿ ਤਿਆਗਿ ਅਵਰ ਸੰਗਿ ਰਚਨਾ ॥
tisehi ti-aag avar sang rachnaa.
and yet, you forsake Him and attach yourself to others.

(4th Asttpadee of Sukhmani Sahib, Ang 267)
Read the Asttpadee (Chapter)

Thank you, Uncle
Author: Dr. Gurbaksh Singh (Canada)


It was a great experience to work as a heritage teacher at the Khalsa School, Vancouver, Canada. One day the children were playing basketball and I was deputed to supervise them. The basketball poles were very near the boundary fence. When a student attempted to throw the ball in the basket, it hit the board, bounced over the fence and went on to the street.

The students wanted to get the ball back but they did not attempt to go over the fence because I was standing and watching them. Going around the fence and through the gate would have taken a lot of time, almost all of the remaining time of the lunch recess. The students were helplessly looking towards the basketball, trying to decide what to do.

Just then a gentleman happened to pass by. After seeing the ball, he looked at the students. The students, though spoke nothing, but through their eager eyes sent a strong request to him. "Please throw the ball over the fence to us." The stranger bent down, picked up the ball and smilingly threw it over the fence to the students. Every student shouted aloud, "Thank you, Uncle; thank you, Uncle." The gentleman negotiated the corner and the students started playing again.


Supporting myself against the post of the fence, I could not help closing my eyes and thinking of another 'thank you' word, heard some minutes earlier. The students were eating lunch, one boy passed the glass of water to his friend, sitting on the other side of the table. The friend immediately said, 'Thank you' in a routine way.

With my eyes closed, and my mind tuned to the words 'thank you', I listened, "Gurbakhsh Singh! What an ungrateful person you are? Look! The students felt obliged to the stranger when their own ball was returned to them. They responded aloud 'thank you'. Just for pushing the glass of water by his friend, the student voluntarily said 'thank you'. How dare you ignore to feel 'thankful' to Him Who gave you this body and everything in this world to enjoy your life?"

I do not know for how long the above thought continued to occupy my mind. When I opened my eyes the students had gone to their classes. I slowly walked to the building, every cell of my body voluntarily repeating, "Waheguru, thank you."

I still remember myself drenched in the feelings, "God, Thank you." I enjoyed supreme bliss that was beyond words. As mentioned somewhere else, I was lucky to benefit from the association of Sant Teja Singh. While walking or just sitting, he was often heard saying, "Waheguru tera shukar hai, God! Thank you."

Today I recollect that experience, but have not been able to enjoy that kind of bliss again. It was a rare gift from Waheguru.

Happy Gurpurab!

Today it is the Seventh Nanak, Sri Guru Har Rai Sahib jee's prakaash diwas (birth day). Lakh Lakh Vadhaayee (many happy returns) to everyone on this Gurpurb day.

You can read a tribute article I have written on the article below:

"Simrau Sri Har Rai..."

Episode 4 of India Travels: Amrit Peeaa Satgur Deeaa

ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤੁ ਪੀਆ ਸਤਿਗੁਰਿ ਦੀਆ ॥
amrit peeaa satigur deeaa
I drink the Amrit, spiritual life giving Nectar, given by the True Guru.

ਅਵਰੁ ਨ ਜਾਣਾ ਦੂਆ ਤੀਆ ॥
avar na jaanaa dooaa teeaa
I do not know any other second or third.

ਏਕੋ ਏਕੁ ਸੁ ਅਪਰ ਪਰੰਪਰੁ ਪਰਖਿ ਖਜਾਨੈ ਪਾਇਦਾ ॥੧੨॥
eiko eik su apar parampar, parakh khajaanai paaeidaa
He is the One, Unique, Infinite and Endless Lord; He evaluates all beings and places some in His treasury. 12
(Ang 1034)

Its July 1st 2003, day 6 of the trip. I planned to go back to Sri Akaal Takhat the next day after finding out that the Amrit Sanchaar takes places at 12pm on Wednesdays and Sundays. I was excited and nervous after missing the first Amrit Sanchaar. I didn’t know what to expect, will I able to reach there in time or not?

Waking up in the morning I did Ishnaan (bathed) and Nitnem (daily prayers). However, today my was head was feeling HEAVY and I felt SICK. O dear! Of all days to go ill! Either it was heat stroke or God knows. But I didn’t want my health to come in the way of taking Amrit and asking Guru Sahib to accept me at His Feet.

The head was getting heavier and I was feeling queasy. When I walked it felt as if my head was going to topple over onto one side and my body was going to fall over. Chalo, Rab Rakha! I had some breakfast. Unlike Sunday I was unable to make Karhah Parshaad. However, all the family gathered and we did an Ardaas to Guru Sahib to grace Amrit di daat (the gift of Amrit).

This time only three of us went. My cousin, my mum, and I. As I was feeling weak and ill my cousin played Keertan tapes on the journey to Amritsar. “Sat Naam Waaheguroo, Sat Naam Waaheguroo… Dhan Guru Gobind Singh” was on my mind. I prayed that my headache is relieved by the time we reach Amritsar. It was July and therefore very hot.

We arrive in Amritsar and I am still feeling weak, but that didn’t change my mind about taking Amrit. We did Panj-Ishnaan (bathed face, feet and hands) in the Sarowar (pool) of Darbaar Sahib and did Matha Tekh at Sri Darbaar Sahibn. My ardaas was “Guru Sahib please bless me with darshan of the Guru-Roop Panj Piaare and bless your Daas (slave) with Amrit.”


It was 11am and we all sat in Sri Akaal Takhat Sahib and listened to the Paath (Gurbani) being read there. I was feeling better now. Other members of Sangat who wished to take Amrit were gathering and were sitting near us listening to the Paath being read. Then the sewadaars arrived and announced, “All those wish to become Guru-wale (the Guru’s ones) please come over.” My cousin and mum said that they will meet later in the afternoon. I walked over and the Pehredaar (guard) asked everyone that whoever wishes to take Amrit today must have had Keshi Ishnaan (bathed their hair as well as body) and be adorned with the Panj Kakkaar (5Ks). He clarified that the Kachhera should not be boxers or any other type of short. It can only be the Sikh-style of Kachhera which is tight near the knees.

As each person confirmed to the Pehredaar that they wish to take Amrit and are adorned with the Panj Kakkaar (with no jewelry or token of of any other faith on the body) and have bathed their body and kesh today we walked upstairs to the second floor of Sri Akaal Takhat Sahib. Guru Sahib da Prakaash was there. We sat in Guru jee’s presence waiting, and I could hear the people standing next to me reciting Benti Chaupayee Sahib da Paath (a prayer). I joined in and repeated Chaupayee Sahib over and over again. Waheguru! I don’t know how to explain the feeling nor am I going to attempt. Guru Jee nicely summaries the feeling as:

ਜਿਨਿ ਇਹ ਚਾਖੀ ਸੋਈ ਜਾਣੈ ਗੂੰਗੇ ਕੀ ਮਿਠਿਆਈ ॥
jin eih chaakhee soee jaanai goongé kee mithiaaee

Only one who tastes it knows it, like the mute (deaf & dumb person), who tastes the sweet candy, but cannot speak of it.

(Ang 607)

Then we were called up few at a time to go upstairs to the top floor of Sri Akaal Takhat Sahib. At the stair case two Pehredaars (gaurds) stood. They asked each person if they really wanted to take Amrit and whether we have the correct Bana (dress) and Kakkaars (articles of faith). I arrived upstairs and there was a Pehredaar at the door of the Diwaan (room) where the Amrit Sanchaar was to take place. One by one we entered the Diwaan, did Matha Tekh and sat down. The Panj Piaare arrived and said, “Anyone who does not want to become the Guru’s today, who does not want to take Amrit, they are requested to leave the room now. This is your last chance. Only those who wish to take the Guru’s Amrit and become the Guru’s should remain seated, everyone else must leave now.” Waheguru. I felt a shiver in a body. “This is the day” I thought to myself.


I still felt weak and my head still felt heavy and dizzy, however with Guru Kirpa my heachache and dizziness left during the Amrit Sanchaar. I am not going to talk about the Amrit Sanchaar itself and what happened, because I believe taking Amrit is a personal experience. An experience between oneself and his or her Guru. Sharing it with anyone and everyone seems to take away the sacredness and intimateness of the experience. However, I will share that if you would like to read about how the Amrit Sanchaar is conducted then please read the Sikh Rehat Maryada.

One memory, which I don’t mind sharing is of hearing the Jathedaar (leader) of the Panj Piaaré give us the Hukam (order) of keeping Rehat (disciplined way of life and code of conduct) and how we should now live, what is expected of us, what we are promising today, what we should avoid and refrain from and how to keep Chardikala jeevan (high spirited positive life) was mesmerising. There was pin drop silence. It took about 1 - 2 hours to explain the Rehat and Rehni Behni of the Khalsa from birth to death and how one should live life from now on. Dhan Guru, Dhan Guru Piaare.

Afterwards I walked back down to the groundfloor of Sri Akaal Takhat Sahib. My mum and cousin were waiting for me, and my mum gave me one massive hug :)

ਹਰਿ ਤੁਮ ਵਡ ਵਡੇ ਵਡੇ ਵਡ ਊਚੇ ਸੋ ਕਰਹਿ ਜਿ ਤੁਧੁ ਭਾਵੀਸ ॥
har tum vadd vadde vadde vadd ooche so karehi je tudh bhaavees
O Lord, You are the Greatest of the Great, the Greatest of the Great, the most Lofty and High. You do whatever You please.

ਜਨ ਨਾਨਕ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤੁ ਪੀਆ ਗੁਰਮਤੀ ਧਨੁ ਧੰਨੁ ਧਨੁ ਧੰਨੁ ਧੰਨੁ ਗੁਰੂ ਸਾਬੀਸ ॥੨॥੨॥੮॥
jan naanak amrit peeaa gurmatee dhan dhann dhan dhann dhann guroo saabees
Servant Nanak drinks the Amrit, spiritual life giving Nectar through the Guru's Teachings. Blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed and praised is the Guru. 228.
(Ang 1297)

Episode 3 of India Travels: Amrit is Only with Grace of the Guru

Extracts from diary when I went to Panjab in June-August 2003:

It’s Day 3 of the trip. Saturday 28^th June. I planned to beg for the gift of Amrit the next day at Sri Akaal Takhat Sahib (Amritsar). Amrit Sanchaars are held every Sunday and Wednesday at Sri Akaal Takhat Sahib (Amritsar) and Sri Keshgarh Sahib (Anandpur Sahib). However, we were unsure of the times. My Taayee jee (aunt) received Amrit from Sri Akaal Takhat Sahib in 1995. She said when she took Amrit the Amrit Sanchaar was in the evening and went into the night. However, I thought the Amrit Sanchaar was in the morning. Chalo, no one properly knew.


That night I was so excited. I went to sleep thinking of seeing the Guru-Roop Panj Piyaare and giving my head to Guru Sahib and pledging and committing my life to Sri Guru Granth Sahib jee and the Guru Khalsa Panth.

ਨੈਨ ਤਰਸਨ ਦਰਸ ਪਰਸਨ ਨਹ ਨੀਦ ਰੈਣਿ ਵਿਹਾਣੀਆ ॥
nain tarsan daras parsan, neh neend raiN vihaaNee-aa.
My eyes long for the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan; the night passes, but I cannot sleep.
(Ang 542, SGGS)

Waking up at Amrit-vela I did Ishnaan (bathed) and also did Keshi Ishnaan (washed my hair). After doing my morning Nitnem I was so excited. I did Ardaas asking Guru Sahib bless me with the gift of Amrit and take me into it his arms so that I can serve him all my life.


Everyone thought that the Amrit Sanchaar will probably be at 3pm. So in accordance to that we got ready. I tied my Dastaar and wore my new Kurta. It felt like getting ready to go to a wedding. I prepared Karhaah Parshaad and asked everyone to gather together. We do some Paath, 6 Paurees of Anand Sahib, followed by Ardaas. As a family we prayed for Guru Sahib to bestow the gift of Amrit. Sat Naam. My cousin drove us to Amritsar. My Taayee jee and mum came with us. Throughout the whole 2 or 3 hour journey we sang various shabads. My Taayee and I would take turns to sing shabads and did Simran together. Waheguru.


We arrived Amritsar and I bought a Sarbloh (iron) Kirpaan and Sarbloh Karha. My cousin and I did panj-ishnaan (bathed face, feet and hands) in the Sarowar (tank of pool) at Sri Darbaar Sahib. We the moved towardes Sri Darbaar Sahib and donated some Karhaah Parshaad and did Mathaa Tek. I did Ardaas at Guru jee’s Feet that may He shower the blessing of the gift of Amrit and Naam.

Then went to Sri Akaal Takhat Sahib. Waheguru! We had MISSED the Amrit Sanchaar. The doors for the Amrit Sanchaar were closed 30 minutes ago. Waheguru! It was 12.30pm now. And the Amrit Sanchaar started at 12pm. In mind I said, “Guru Sahib, please, please grace me with your gift of Amrit, please take me into your service, please hold my arm and make me Your son.” However, it was not written in my Karam (destiny) to take Amrit that day. We ate Guru-Ka-Langar and drove back home. I felt really sad, however continued my Ardaas to Guru Sahib.

ਨਾਨਕ ਪੂਰੈ ਕਰਮਿ ਸਤਿਗੁਰੁ ਮਿਲੈ ਹਰਿ ਜੀਉ ਕਿਰਪਾ ਕਰੇ ਰਜਾਇ ॥੨॥
naanak poorai karam satgur milai, har jee-o kirpaa kare rajaa-e. 2
O Nanak, by perfect good karma, you shall meet the True Guru, and then the Dear Lord Waheguru, by His Sweet Will, shall bless you with His Mercy. 2
(Ang 591)

Audio of Keertan at Bheji Simrit Kaur's House

Rsingh has kindly uploaded the Keertan audio from last Saturday's programme:


Keertan by Bhaji Abinash Singh jee
ਸੂਖ ਦੂਖ ਇਸੁ ਮਨ ਕੀ ਬਿਰਥਾ ਤੁਝ ਹੀ ਆਗੈ ਸਾਰੈ ॥੧॥
sookh dookh es man kee birthaa, tujh hee aagai saarai. ||1||
I describe to You my pleasure and pain, and the state of this mind. ||1||
Read the Full Shabad

ਹਾਥ ਦੇਇ ਰਾਖੈ ਅਪਨੇ ਕਉ ਸਾਸਿ ਸਾਸਿ ਪ੍ਰਤਿਪਾਲੇ ॥੧॥
haath de-e raakhai ape kau, saas saas pratipaale. ||1||
Giving His hand, Waheguru protects His devotee; with each and every breath, He cherishes him. ||1||
Read the Full Shabad



Keertan by Bhaji Maninder Singh jee
ਕਾਟੇ ਕਸਟ ਪੂਰੇ ਗੁਰਦੇਵ ॥
kaatte kastt poore gurdev.
The Perfect Divine Guru has removed my sorrow.
Read the Full Shabad

ਦੁਖ ਭੰਜਨੁ ਤੇਰਾ ਨਾਮੁ ਜੀ ਦੁਖ ਭੰਜਨੁ ਤੇਰਾ ਨਾਮੁ ॥
dukh bhanjan teraa naam jee, dukh bhanjan teraa naam.
The Destroyer of sorrow is Your Name, Waheguru; the Destroyer of sorrow is Your Name.
Read the Full Shabad



Keertan by Daas:
ਇਕ ਅਰਦਾਸਿ ਭਾਟ ਕੀਰਤਿ ਕੀ ਗੁਰ ਰਾਮਦਾਸ ਰਾਖਹੁ ਸਰਣਾਈ ॥੪॥੫੮॥
ik ardaas bhaat keerat kee, gur raamdaas raakho sarNaa-ee. ||4||58||
Keerat the poet offers this one prayer: O Guru Raam Daas, save me! Take me into Your Sanctuary! ||4||58||
Read the Full Shabad

ਮਨੁ ਨ ਡਿਗੈ ਤਨੁ ਕਾਹੇ ਕਉ ਡਰਾਇ ॥
man na digai tan kaahay ka-o daraa-ay.
My mind was not shaken; why should my body be afraid?
Read the Full Shabad


More Keertan audios from the programme on Rsingh's blog
For photos check out Bhenji Simrit Kaur's blog

Episode 2 of India Travels: Guru Ka Langar?

Extracts from diary when I went to Panjab in June-August 2003:

We arrived at Amritsar airport Thursday night. My cousin came to pick us up. By the time we got to the house and said hi to everyone it was 3 o'clock in the morning. So I did ishnaan (bathed) and did my morning Nitnem (daily prayers).

Later in the morning I woke up and freshened up. I found out that there is an Akhand Paath da Bhog (the conclusion of 3 days of continous reading of Sri Guru Granth Sahib jee) at my cousin's inlaws house at RuRke (near Gorayia). So everyone got ready. My cousin, his wife (bhabi jee), my neice & nephew, my mum and I got ready and went to the programme.

We arrived at my cousin's inlaws house and we did Matha Tekh. I sat in the room where Guru jee was. Keertan was being sung. Chalo, Samaaptee happens (programme ends). Guru Sahib's saroop was to be taken from the house back to the Gurdwara Sahib (which was down the road). Sat Naam, WaaheGuroo! Guru Sahib's saroop was being carried by the Gurdwara Granthi Singh from upstairs to downstairs. The shocking thing was the only person to do Matha Tekh to Guru jee while walking past downstairs of the house (where the majority of the ladies were standing) were my mum and I. NO ONE ELSE bent down to do Matha Tekh. I couldn't believe it. WHATS HAPPENING?

I asked my mum whether she found that odd that no one did Matha Tekh as Guru Sahib walked pass (instead they slightly lowered their head and had their hands together). My mum agreed that it was strange.

Now it was Langar time. "Roti is ready! Go and eat roti! ...ਰੋਟੀ ਤਿਅਾਰ ਹੈ! ਅਾਜੋ ਰੋਟੀ ਛਕੋ!" Rab Bhalla Kare. "ROTI!" Is this what we have demeaned Langar to be? I said to my cousin and the rest of the men "Bhai Sahib, are we eating Roti or Guru-Ka-Langar?" They realised that they had belittled Langar and said, "No, Langar."

The Langar was meant to be served on the roof of the house. I was just about to walk up the stairs when I saw the "LANGAR" being cooked. Waheguroooo, Wahegurooo, Waheguroo! The "Langar" was being cooked by HALWAAEE (Cooks). Firstly, the cooking didn't look hygienic. Secondly, most of the workers looked non-Sikh. And lastly, most of them didn't even have their head covered!! Chalo, "don't be fussy" I thought to myself (I wasn't Amritdhari yet).

Suddenly these ladies arrived. They are called "BaazigarNeeaa." They are poor people who usually do odd jobs or dance at weddings to make money. Anyway, they came over and asked the family if they could have some Langar to eat. They looked poor and hungry by they look on their face. "GO AWAY!" was the response from the family. "DID YOU NOT HEAR, GO AWAY!" Sat Naam. Dhan Guru Nanak! Have we forgotten what langar is about? Have we forgotten the function of Langar, which is to feed the hungry person's stomach, and where the rich and poor sit together and eat? O dear me! I told my cousin, "Why you turning these people away?" "They will eat and then keep on asking for more and more food and take it with them home!" he replied. Well "I am sure you can at least give them a few Jaleebis (Indian sweets) each? It's not exactly "LANGAR" if you turn people away and only feed certain people!" Sadly they were turned away! Rab Bhalla Kare.



CAN THINGS GET ANY WORSE? I got up on the roof. "Langar Chhako! (Eat Langar)" O deary me. Perhaps I was better off calling the food "ROTI" than "langar"! It was a HELP YOURSELF BUFFET. Reminded me of Pizza Hut lunch time buffet. I felt sick. The plates looked dirty (all catering plates in India are DIRTY!). I thought O well "a man has to do what a man has to do." I tried to pick the plate, which LOOKED the cleanest (well they can't be CLEAN, because they are only washed with water!!). I poured a little bit of daal and sabji and 2 rotis.

A picture of Guru Arjan Dev Ji serving Langar, the way it should be served.


WHERE DO I SIT? Do I have choice? Phone a friend? 50/50? Or perhaps ask the Sangat. The options were either stand up or sit on chairs. I sat on a chair. Ate the food saying "Sat Naam, Waheguru!".

A picture showing how one usually sits when eating Guru-Ka-Langar in Pangat (the congregation).

I could have done with another roti but after I saw people eating and then going back for seconds without washing their hands and touching the rotis and salad with their unwashed hands, i thought "Ermm. I think I will leave it!" :)

In England we know know HOW TO EAT LANGAR! At this function all the men who wore rumaals (which was the MAJORITY), took their rumaals off their heads and ate "LANGAR" bareheaded. It was disturbing to see. I thought "What has happened here! Its like a scene in a horror film!"


The Granthi Singhs came back from the Gurdwara Sahib to the house. I asked them about this. Firstly, how come people didn't properly do Matha Tekh when Guru jee was being carried out of the house. Secondly, I asked him does he know what the Guru's Langar di maryada is (the Guru's tradition for conducting Langar). To the first question he said, "Welcome to Panjab. People don't have pyaar for Guru. They are doing Paath as a ritual." I thought fair enough. It's sad but what can he do.

To the second question he smiled and said, "Yes I know Langar di Maryada?" Then I asked, "Is that being followed here?" He said, "No Bhai Sahib! Welcome to Panjab. No one follows Gurmat. They pay us and expect us to keep quiet. If we spoke they will say "Go home!" to us. What can we do? This is our livelihood. We try to enforce Gurmat where we feel we can do so, but where people do their own way of doing things, we can't stop them."

How sad! :( My mum told the ladies of the family whose function it was that how Langar being served is not how it is should be done and is done in UK. The ladies had never thought about it! And they said "O yeah, I suppose thats true. It should be done like that. However, everyone does it like that in Panjab." I was shocked that people invited Guru jee to their home, have an Akhand Paath and have Keertan sung YET they can't be bothered to COOK Langar themselves, can't even bothered to SERVE langar, and on top of that can't be bothered to do MATHA TEKH to Guru Sahib when leaving the house. Isn't this PURE LAZINESS?


This was my first proper day in Panjab and it was a painful experience to wake up and realise how Sikhi had become a "Karam" (act), rather than "Dharam" (way of life). May Waheguru bless us all with wisdom and pyaar (love) for his Beloved Lotus Feet.

The Cracked Pot...

Its good to know your own flaws, here's why:


The Cracked Pot : A Tale from India

A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on each end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the masters house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water in his masters house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you." "Why?" asked the bearer. "What are you ashamed of?" "I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your masters house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.


The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, "As we return to the masters house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path." Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again the Pot apologized to the bearer for its failure.

The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of your path, but not on the other pots side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my masters table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house."


Moral of the story:

Each of us has our own unique flaws. We are all cracked pots. It's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. Don't be afraid of your flaws. Acknowledge them, and you too can be the cause of beauty. Know that in our weakness we find our strength.

Let's listen to Guru jee's guidance, which He offers us:

ਗੁਣਾ ਕਾ ਹੋਵੈ ਵਾਸੁਲਾ ਕਢਿ ਵਾਸੁ ਲਈਜੈ ॥
guNaa kaa hovai vaasulaa, kadh vaas la-eejai.
One who has a basket of fragrant virtues, should enjoy its fragrance.

ਜੇ ਗੁਣ ਹੋਵਨ੍ਹ੍ਹਿ ਸਾਜਨਾ ਮਿਲਿ ਸਾਝ ਕਰੀਜੈ ॥
je guN hovniH saajnaa, mil saanjh kareejai.
If my friends have virtues, I will share in them.

ਸਾਝ ਕਰੀਜੈ ਗੁਣਹ ਕੇਰੀ ਛੋਡਿ ਅਵਗਣ ਚਲੀਐ ॥
saanjh kareejai guNeh keree, chhodd avgan chalee-ai.
Let us form a partnership, and share our virtues; let us abandon our faults, and walk on the Path.

ਪਹਿਰੇ ਪਟੰਬਰ ਕਰਿ ਅਡੰਬਰ ਆਪਣਾ ਪਿੜੁ ਮਲੀਐ ॥
pehire pattambar kar adambar, aapnaa piR malee-ai.
Let us wear our virtues like silk clothes; let us decorate ourselves, and enter the arena.

ਜਿਥੈ ਜਾਇ ਬਹੀਐ ਭਲਾ ਕਹੀਐ ਝੋਲਿ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤੁ ਪੀਜੈ ॥
jithai jaa-e behee-ai bhalaa, kehee-ai jhol amrit peejai.
Let us speak of goodness, wherever we go and sit; let us skim off Amrit, the spiritual-life giving Nectar, and drink it in.

ਗੁਣਾ ਕਾ ਹੋਵੈ ਵਾਸੁਲਾ ਕਢਿ ਵਾਸੁ ਲਈਜੈ ॥੩॥
guNaa kaa hovai vaasulaa, kadh vaas la-eejai. ||3||
One who has a basket of fragrant virtues, should enjoy its fragrance. ||3||
(Ang 765-766)

Photos from Simrit Kaur's Keertan Programme

Here's some photos from Saturday's Keertan programme (courteousy of Rsingh) held at Bhenji Simrit Kaur's house. She invited her friends from university and we had a nice get together in the presence of Guru jee. For more photos please check out Rsingh's blog. He should be uploading the audios soon as well.




Satguru, Dhan Sri Guru Granth Sahib jee stting on their throne.



Divmeet Kaur bhenji & Simrit Kaur bhenji. (Haven't seen Divmeet Kaur bhenji for a LONG time. She graduated as a Physio from King's College last year. Bhenji does really nice Kirtan!)



Bhenji Seleena Kaur (King's College) and Bhenji Dilpreet Kaur (UCL) listening to Keertan.



Bhaji Abinash Singh doing Keertan. Bhai Sahib's voice is beautiful :) The Tabla Master is Harkiret Singh (from King's). Veerji teaches how to play Tabla every Thursday at King's College at the Sikh Music classes. He's very talented and travels up and down the country to take part in various shows and contests.



Bhaji Maninder Singh (aka Minna). Very nice Keertan. His grandfather is the late Giani Amolakh Singh jee (a great Gursikh).



Daas doing Keertan



Bhaji Hardeep Singh (from King's) doing Keertan on Sarangi. Bhaji's been learning the Sarangi at the King's College Sikh Music classes for just under a year. Nice to see the young generation keeping traditional Sikh Music heritage alive :)


Sangat listening to Keertan.


Pardhaan Sahib, Bhaji Harjeet Singh, President of King's College Sikh Soc.



Daas reading Hukamnama (the Edict) from Guru Sahib.

The Hukamnama was on Ang (respectful word for 'page') 531-532:

ਦੇਵਗੰਧਾਰੀ ਮਹਲਾ ੫ ॥
deganDhaaree mehlaa 5.
Dev-Gandhaaree (this raag has a common theme of self-realisation & merging with the Spouse, the raag's mood is soft & tranquil), in the voice of the Fifth Guru:

ਮਾਈ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਕੇ ਚਰਨ ਨਿਹਾਰਉ ॥
maa-ee, prabh ke charan nihaarau.
O (my) mother! I (continually) long to see the Feet of Waheguru.

ਕਰਹੁ ਅਨੁਗ੍ਰਹੁ ਸੁਆਮੀ ਮੇਰੇ ਮਨ ਤੇ ਕਬਹੁ ਨ ਡਾਰਉ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
karhu angrehu su-aamee, mere man te kabahu na daarau. 1 rahaa-o.
(and always do Ardaas that O Waheguru!) Be Merciful to me, O my Lord and Master, that I might never forsake them from my mind. 1.Pause.

ਸਾਧੂ ਧੂਰਿ ਲਾਈ ਮੁਖਿ ਮਸਤਕਿ ਕਾਮ ਕ੍ਰੋਧ ਬਿਖੁ ਜਾਰਉ ॥
saaDhoo Dhoor laa-ee mukh mastak, kaam kroDh bikh jaarau.
(O mother! I continually do Ardaas before Waheguru that) may I apply the dust of the feet of the Guru to my face and forehead, (and) burn away the poison of sexual desire and anger.

ਸਭ ਤੇ ਨੀਚੁ ਆਤਮ ਕਰਿ ਮਾਨਉ ਮਨ ਮਹਿ ਇਹੁ ਸੁਖੁ ਧਾਰਉ ॥੧॥
sabh te neech aatam kar maan-o, man meh eihu sukh Dhaarau. 1.
May I always judge myself to be the lowest of all; and within my mind (forever) instill the peace (of humility). 1.

ਗੁਨ ਗਾਵਹ ਠਾਕੁਰ ਅਬਿਨਾਸੀ ਕਲਮਲ ਸਗਲੇ ਝਾਰਉ ॥
gun gaaveh thaakur abinaasee, kal-mal sagle jhaarau.
Come together and sing the Glorious Praises of the Imperishable Lord and Master Waheguru; (through the blessings of singing Waheguru's Praises) all my (past) sins have been shaken off (my mind).

ਨਾਮ ਨਿਧਾਨੁ ਨਾਨਕ ਦਾਨੁ ਪਾਵਉ ਕੰਠਿ ਲਾਇ ਉਰਿ ਧਾਰਉ ॥੨॥੧੯॥
naam niDhaan naanak daan paavau, kanth laa-e ur Dhaarau. 219.
O Nanak! (Say, O Waheguru! from You I ask that) may I obtain the gift of the treasure of the Naam, and hug it close to me and enshrine it in my heart. 219.

You can see more photos on Bhenji Simrit Kaur's blog

Weekend Travels (Part 3)

Chalo, we arrive at radio. Seleena Kaur Bhenji was the guest for this week's show. She had some really nice questions on the English translation of Ardaas, which she had asked me previously and kindly shared on air on Sunday's show.


Below are Bhenji Seleena Kaur's questions (which I am grateful she asked), with my answers below:

I was just re-checking the simran booklet we've made [for Sikh Society] and there is a bit of the translation that I would like to double check with you...I have my thoughts in the text as capitals...

from the ardaas:

sree Bhagautee jee sahaaé
May the respected sword (God in the form of the Destroyer of evil doers) help us!

vaar sree Bhagautee jee kee paatshaahee dasvee
Ode of the respected sword recited by the Tenth Guru.

WHAT DOESTHIS MEAN...HOW CAN U RECITE A SWORD?

The Divine Creative Being has been attributed with countless Names, for example, ‘Allah’, ‘Raam’, ‘Kudaah’, ‘Guru’, ‘Satguru’, ‘Gobind’, ‘Raam,’ ‘Nirunkaar’, ‘Gopal’etc and so on. However Gurbaani clearly states that the Creator Being has no name and is beyond our description.

ਨਵਤਨ ਨਾਮ ਜਪੈ ਦਿਨੁ ਰਾਤੀ ਇਕੁ ਗੁਣੁ ਨਾਹੀ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਕਹਿ ਸੰਗਾ ॥੧੬॥
navtan naam japai din raatee, ik gun naahee prabh kahi sangaa. ||16||
One may chant new names for You day and night, but even so, O God, no one can describe even one of Your Glorious Virtues. ||16|| (Ang 1083)

Sri Guru Gobind Singh Ji, the Tenth Nanak, says in Jaap Sahib:
ਤਵ ਸਰਬ ਨਾਮ ਕਥੈ ਕਵਨ ਕਰਮ ਨਾਮ ਬਰਨਤ ਸੁਮਤਿ ॥1॥
tav sarab naam kathe kavan, karam naam barnat sumat.1.
“No one can tell all the Names of the Lord, who is called by special Name by the wise, according to His excellences and doings. ||1||”” (P. 2, Dasam Granth)

Therefore, there is no name for Vaheguru, but instead we use Vaheguru’s actions and virtues to address him and praise Him. In the case of Bhagauti, which literally means sword, it is as an adverb (describing doing word) to explain God's attributes. For example, both Vaheguru and the Kirpan share the qualities of being powerful, destroying of tyrants and negativity, delivering justice and protecting the saints and the weak. Therefore the Sword (Bhagauti) is used as an expression of addressing God.

teg bahaadar simreeai, kar nau niDh aavai Dhaa
Remember and meditate upon Guru Tegh Bahadar; and the nine sources of wealth will come hastening to your home.

WHAT ARE THE NINE SOURCES OF WEALTH?...

You can read the reply to this question in an article on Panthic Weekly here.

sikhaa(n) noo sikhee daan, kes daan, rehat daan, bibek daan, bharosa daan, naam daan, sree amritsar jee dé ishnaan, chaunkeeaa(n), jhanddé, bungé, jugo jug attal, dharam kaa jaikaar, bolo jee waaheguroo!
Kindly confer upon the Sikhs the gift of Sikhi (Sikhism), the gift of unshorn hair, the gift of observing Sikh discipline, the gift of wisdom, the gift of firm faith, the gift of belief and the biggest of Naam and of bathing in the respected Tank (sarowar) of Amritsar. O Lord! May the choirs, the mansions and the banners exist forever; may the truth every triumpth; utter Waaheguroo (Wonderous Lord)!

WHAT "MANSIONS, GURDWARAS, AND BANNERS" IS IT TALKING ABOUT?

"Chaunkeeaa(n)" means posts. Large historical Gurdwaras would have these watch posts around the Gurdwara to protect the Gurdwara Sahib from attacks.

"Bungé" means house or settlement. Again, many large historical Gurdwara, especially the the Panj Takhat have houses or settlements were certain regiments or jathas would camp out.

Hé Akaal Purakh, Apné Panth Dé Sadaa Sahaaee Daataar Jeeo, Sree Nankaanaa Saahib té Hor Gurduaariaa, Jinaa To Panth Nu Vichoriaa Ge-aa Hai, Khulé Darshan Didaar Té Sevaa Sambaal Daa Daan Khaalsa Ji Noo Baksho.
O Immortal Lord! The constant Helper of His Sikhs, kindly confer the gift of visiting, maintaining, controlling and worshipping,without any restrictions, the Gurdwara of Nanakana Sahib Ji, other Gurdwaras, and Gurus Mansions of which the Khalsa has been deprived.

WHAT DEPRIVATION IS THIS REFERRING TO? GURDWARAS THAT SIKHS DO NOT CONTROL? WHICH ONES?

After 1947 India was partitioned into Pakistan. During this partition, Sikhs were separated from many of Sikh shrines and historical Gurdwaras in Pakistan. In particular Sri Nankana Sahib. So we do Ardaas that may we be continously be able to visit these Gurdwaras freely, without restriction and that we may be able manage them and maintain Gurmat Rehat in these Gurdwaras.

The ardaas is not just for those Gurdwaras in Pakistan, however it's an ardaas (prayer) that may all Gurdwaras worldwide be managed and controlled by the KHALSA. Is this already the case? Unfortuntaly no! Many Gurdwaras are being run by people who are not Amritdhari and nor do they aim to take Amrit and commit themselves to the Guru. They commit the four taboos (which includes cutting the hair, taking intoxicants like alcohol etc...) and yet manage the House of Guru Nanak. You can read more about this issue on an article published by Bhai Gurmukh Singh on Panthic Weekly

Raaj Karegaa Khaalsa, Aakee R'he Naa Koé.
K'vaar Hoé Sabh Milengé, Baché Sharan Jo Hoé.
The Sikh people shall remain free and sovereign, always, non-challenging this position. For, all shall realise, after bitter frustration, that there is no liberation except in the way of the life that the Khalsa upholds!

HOW CAN SIKHS SIMULTAENOUSLY BELIEVE IN RESPECT FOR ALL FAITHS AND THAT ONLY SIKHS ARE LIBERATED?... DOESN'T THIS INDIRECTLY IMPLY THAT SIKHS BELIEVE THAT THE SIKH WAY IS THE ONLY WAY?... THAT SUGGESTS THAT SIKHI IS SUPERIOR TO OTHER FAITHS AND IS ANOTHER FORM OF CASTE SYSTEM AND DIVISION.

Note: The first part of Dohiraa (the couplet sang at the end of Ardaas) is a Rehatnaama of Bhai Prahlaad Singh jee, who records the spoken order of Guru Gobind Singh jee. Second part of the Dohira (as shown above) is Guru Gobind Singh jee's spoken words recorded in Bhai Nand Lal Singh jee's Tankhahnaama.

Sri Guru Granth Sahib jee talks about the Khalsa as:

ਕਹੁ ਕਬੀਰ ਜਨ ਭਏ ਖਾਲਸੇ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਭਗਤਿ ਜਿਹ ਜਾਨੀ ॥੪॥੩॥
kaho kabeer jan bhe-e khaalse, prem bhagat jeh jaanee. ||4||3||
Says Kabeer, those humble people become pure - they become Khalsa - who know the Lord's loving devotional worship. ||4||3||
(Ang 655)

What does the Khalsa stand for and represent? The answer is: Truth; Justice; Courage; Sewa (selfless service); Saint-Warrior; Respect; Honour; Living in Grace & Glory of God; Seeing God in all; Respecting all people and creation; Defending the Weak; Living Dharam; Not polluting the body and causing unnecessary harm to others etc.

It is ONLY through the LIFESTYLE OF THE KHALSA that the world can be liberated. NO ONE can find liberation through ANY OTHER WAY!

The Khalsa projects these values, these principles and these virtues in a PHYSICAL FORM through their Rehat (disciplined way of life) and 5Ks. For example the Kirpaan (sword) is a physical projection of Truth & Justice, the Kesh (unshorn hair) covered with a Dastaar (turban) is a physical projection of the belief of living in the Grace & Glory of God, and the Kachhera (Sikh undergarment0 is an outer projection of the value of living a high moral character etc. So it is ONLY through the KHALSA'S WAY OF LIFE and PRINCIPLES that a person can be liberated.

Look at the Human Rights declaration, a work of the 20th century is something which Guru Tegh Bahadar (the Ninth Nanak) practiced in reality by giving his head for the freedom of human rights and freedom of religious expression. (Amnesty International recognise Guru Tegh Bahadar as the first Human Rights Activist who sacrificed his life for the freedom of others). Now the world is waking up to the principles and message of Guru Nanak Ji (whether they realise it or not). TRUTH IS UNIVERSAL. Sikhs do not have a monopoloy on Truth. Our Guru's simply showed us a simple way of living and a SHORT CUT to EXPERIENCING GOD and EXPERIENCING a LIFE OF BLISS (happiness).

Rab Bhalla Kare! One day there will a smoking ban in Western countries for sure and eventually the world. The same goes for alcohol and intoxicants though it may take a few more centuries.

Weekend Travels (Part 2)

Yesterday I went to Southall (again!). I had been invited to attend the Dastaar (turban) tying class, which takes place in the car park hall at Park Avenue Gurdwara every Sunday 3.30-4.30pm. It was great to see so many children. Most of them had brought Paghs (turbans) from home. They had all picked Pagh-styles, which they wanted. It was really funny. Someone wanted an AFRICAN pagh, another person wanted a DESI pagh, and another person wanted a "TOPI" (as in "HAT") style pagh. It was great fun and the children enjoyed it.

One kid tied a Desi pagh. Firstly, his face was weighed down by the pagh. Secondly, you couldn't see the poor kid's eyes! They were covered up! Thirdly, the pagh was bigger than the poor soul's face. Waheguru! (If you are interested in learning to tie a Dastaar there are some great videos on SikhNet.com)


Below are few examples of the many different pagh styles:

This is what I call "Jalandar" pagh, also known as "Nok" pagh. Very hardcore Desi style! I think its called Jalandhar pagh because it is huge and looks like he could have all of Jalandhar on his head. It reminds me of one the boys in the class yesterday, which I was referring to, who's dastaar was bigger than his head. Sat Naam!



A neat and tidy Dummalla Pagh. Nihang Singhs mainly wear this sytle of Dastaar. Its designed so that one keep ones in the tucked in the Dastaar.

Here's another Dumalla photo. This is Nihang Major Singh from Amritsar. Why on earth would someone want to tie such a huge pagh! 1) Neck pain, 2) How do you turn your head around, and 3) Bending down might be a problem (especially doing Matha Tekh!). Suppose whatever takes your fancy. Apnaa Aapnaa Sir Hai:




Ermm... Perhaps this can be identified as a "TOPI" (hat) pagh. (Doesn't tickle my fancy! I'll stick to my pagh sytle! waheguru.) By the way this is Achanak. Don't know if anyone remembers him?


More of Desi "College-Style" pagh. College Style because a lot of Panjabi boys in colleges and university in Panjabi tie a pagh like that. The bloke in the photo looks bit scary in the purple! Waheguru!


This is the "African" Pagh. Most Sikhs from Africa (who migrated there from Panjab) wear this style Pagh. Its get a sharp point at the end. A lot of people starch their pagh and so it ends up looking like "Blue Peter Pagh," i.e. here's one I made earlier.

Here's some photos of Sikh ladies' turbans (which slightly differs in style to males):

(Hope no one is offended on my commentaries on the few examples of different styles of pagh). The turban is our Guru's gift to us. It is how we crown ourselves as the Singhs and Kaurs who sit on the throne of commitment to our own higher consciousness. For men and women alike, this projective identity conveys royalty, grace, and uniqueness. It is a signal to others that we live in the image of Akal Purakh and are dedicated to serving all. The turban doesn't represent anything except complete commitment. When you choose to stand out by tying your turban, you stand fearlessly as one single person standing out from six billion people. It is a most outstanding act. The turban on a physical level protects our Kesh, covers our head (and dasam duaar, spiritual gate on top of head) and creates a physical reminder to oneself and the world of who's son and daughter you are and how you live an admirable and chardikala way of life.


It was good to see uncle jee's, aunty jee's and children all in a learning environment and having fun. Most children learnt the technique of tying a pagh. They were given a pagh to take home. Till next week they have time to mess around and play about with the Pagh and try to learn how to tie it. Coming back next week they get help and tips etc. Eventually there will be Dastaar (turban) tying contest on Vaisakhi with prizes. So the children are excited in tying a good looking pagh. The age of children was from 11 to 16. So basically secondary school age. The aunty jee's and uncle jee's invited for next week as well and also given me 10 minutes to give a talk about why we tie a Dastaar.


Afterwards I listened to Keertan and then met up with Bhenji Seleena Kaur. We were going to the radio and walking down the broadway and we came across a Gujrati Hindi-speaking elderly gentleman. In Hindi he called us over and asked for help. He looked a bit shaken up. He said that his wife has gone shopping to buy something (in particular). She was meant to buy it and come back, but she hasn't. He said its been half an hour and she hasn't arrived. I said that ladies do take time when browsing shops, and that he shouldn't worried. Sat Naam! Poor guy had tears in eyes and said, "my wife recently had a hear by-pass. We usually never leave each other and go to shops together. She doesn't have her mobile. I am worried for her health." Poor bloke was distraught but I didn't know what I could do other than do an Ardaas! So I told the man (in Hindi, well it was Panjabi with one or two Hindi words!) "Bhai Sahib have faith in Rab (God). God Willing, she is fine and just gone to browse other shops. 30 minutes is long. Please stand near the car so that if she comes back you don't miss her." He sounded relieved to talk to us and then we left him. We didn't help him really, but the man seemed a lot more calmer and relieved sharing his worry.


To be continued...

Weekend Travels (Part 1)

Guru Piyaari'o, this weekend has been busy. On Saturday morning it was Bhenji Simrit Kaur's Keertan programme at her house. It was great programme. Her family did Sukhmani Sahib paath first. Then her friends from university did Keertan. Bhaji Abinash Singh, Bhaji Maninder Singh (aka Minna), Daas, Bhaji Hardeep Singh, Bhenji Divmeet Kaur and Bhenji Dilpreet Kaur did Keertan. I will post the Keertan audios and photos up soon. So watch this space as they say in films.


Afterwards I went to Southall. I think Southall has become a spiritual home for me. I love listening to Keertan and Katha (discourse on Gurbani). It was Bhai Veer Singh Jee Delhi Wale's last evening of Katha at Park Avenue Gurdwara. I mentioned his Katha in a previous post. Bhai Sahib's Katha on Saturday was on the topic of "Nindiyaa" (slander). Bhai Sahib gave a beautiful description of what Nindiyaa is and how it doesn't have a negative effect on the devotees of Waheguru.

A rose plant also grows thorns. What is "Nindiyaa" (slander). Nindiyaa is not recognising the roses on the plant and instead saying it is plant of thorns. We all have "avguns" (negative points) have saying something about someone becomes slander when we make someone out to be fully bad, and see no good in the person whatsoever, i.e. bad through in through. However, no-one is perfect, only the Guru and Waheguru are Perfect. Hence doing Nindiyaa of anyone is bad, defining someone is through and through bad and not recognising the even smallest amount of good quality or virtue in a person is considered Nindiyaa.

Gurbani says:
ਨਿੰਦਾ ਭਲੀ ਕਿਸੈ ਕੀ ਨਾਹੀ ਮਨਮੁਖ ਮੁਗਧ ਕਰੰਨਿ ॥
nindaa bhalee kisai kee naahee, manmukh mugaDh karann.
It is not good to slander anyone, but the foolish, self-willed manmukhs still do it.

ਮੁਹ ਕਾਲੇ ਤਿਨ ਨਿੰਦਕਾ ਨਰਕੇ ਘੋਰਿ ਪਵੰਨਿ ॥੬॥
muh kaale tin nindkaa, narke Ghor pavann. ||6||
The faces of the slanderers turn black (in this life & the next), and they fall into the most horrible hell. ||6||
(ang 755, SGGS)


The saintly people appreciate Nindiyaa. They don't lose anything through people slandering them. This is because the wise person uses people's slander to self-analyse himself or herself and correct his or her "avgun" (negative points) and convert them to "guns" (virtues). However, the Nindak (slanderer) is stuck in slandering and forgets self-correct and improve his own jeevan (life). Hence, the wise saintly people win against the Nindaks.

ਹਰਿ ਜਨੁ ਰਾਮ ਨਾਮ ਗੁਨ ਗਾਵੈ ॥
har jan raam naam gun gaavai.
Waheguru's humble servant sings the Glorious Praises of the Waheguru's Name.

ਜੇ ਕੋਈ ਨਿੰਦ ਕਰੇ ਹਰਿ ਜਨ ਕੀ ਅਪੁਨਾ ਗੁਨੁ ਨ ਗਵਾਵੈ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
je ko-ee nind kare har jan kee, apunaa gun na gavaavai. ||1|| rahaa-o.||
Even if someone slanders the Lord Waheguru's humble servant, he does not give up his own goodness. ||1||Pause||
(Ang 719, SGGS)

Giani Bhai Veer Singh Jee then continued his Katha and shared a story from the Ninth Nanak, Sri Guru Tegh Bahadar jee's lifetime about the question of experiencing God:

Once a Sikh came to Guru Sahib and said "O Guru jee, you say God is in us and everywhere and in everything. However, Guru Sahib I cannot see Him. Where is He? You say He is everywhere but I cannot see Him. Show him to me Guru Sahib!"

Guru Sahib smiled to the Sikh. "O Sikh, it is true that Waheguru is within us all, in everyone and everything, in the land, in the sea and skies. Tell me O Sikh, show me the fragrance of a rose flower!" "But Guru Sahib you can only smell them, you cannot see it," replied the Sikh. "You cannot say the fragrance of a flower does not exist. We cannot see the fragrance of the flower, we can only experience it through smelling it. Tell me O Sikh show me hunger!" The Sikh replied, "Dear Guru, you cannot show hunger!" Guru jee said, "What don't people get hungry? You cannot see hunger, does not mean hunger does not exist. Hunger is FELT by all and EXPERIENCED by all, however it cannot be seen. Now dear Sikh show me AIR... "

The Sikh realised that Waheguru cannot be seen with our worldly eyes. We fail to realise and see the Waheguru pervading in the flower, water, tree, everyone around us, and within ourself. We cannot see God but EXPERIENCE GOD. A fish does cannot see water, because it is in water. However, fish knows that without water it will die!

Gurbani says:

ੴ ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਪ੍ਰਸਾਦਿ ॥
ik-oNkaar satgur prasaad.||
One Universal Creator Being. By The Grace Of The True Guru:

ਧਨਾਸਰੀ ਮਹਲਾ ੯ ॥
Dhanaasree mehlaa 9.||
Dhanaasaree, Ninth Mehl:

ਕਾਹੇ ਰੇ ਬਨ ਖੋਜਨ ਜਾਈ ॥
kaahe re ban khojan jaa-ee.
Why do you go looking (for Waheguru) in the forest?

ਸਰਬ ਨਿਵਾਸੀ ਸਦਾ ਅਲੇਪਾ ਤੋਹੀ ਸੰਗਿ ਸਮਾਈ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
sarab nivaasee sadaa alepaa, tohee sang samaa-ee. ||1|| rahaa-o.||
Although he is unattached (from Maya - the illusionary world), he dwells everywhere. He is always with you as your companion. ||1||Pause||

ਪੁਹਪ ਮਧਿ ਜਿਉ ਬਾਸੁ ਬਸਤੁ ਹੈ ਮੁਕਰ ਮਾਹਿ ਜੈਸੇ ਛਾਈ ॥
puhap maDh ji-o baas basat hai, mukar maahi jaise chhaa-ee.
Like the fragrance which remains in the flower, and like the reflection (of a person looking) in the mirror,

ਤੈਸੇ ਹੀ ਹਰਿ ਬਸੇ ਨਿਰੰਤਰਿ ਘਟ ਹੀ ਖੋਜਹੁ ਭਾਈ ॥੧॥
taise hee har base nirantar, ghat hee khojahu bhaa-ee. ||1||
the Lord dwells deep within; search for Him within your own heart, O Siblings of Destiny. ||1||

ਬਾਹਰਿ ਭੀਤਰਿ ਏਕੋ ਜਾਨਹੁ ਇਹੁ ਗੁਰ ਗਿਆਨੁ ਬਤਾਈ ॥
baahar bheetar eiko jaanhu, eihu gur gi-aan bataa-ee.
Outside (in every place) and inside (the body and outside the body), know that there is only the One Lord (prevading everywehre); the Guru has imparted this (spiritual life giving) wisdom to me.

ਜਨ ਨਾਨਕ ਬਿਨੁ ਆਪਾ ਚੀਨੈ ਮਿਟੈ ਨ ਭ੍ਰਮ ਕੀ ਕਾਈ ॥੨॥੧॥
jan naanak bin aapaa cheenai, mittai na bharam kee kaa-ee. ||2||1||
O servant Nanak! Without knowing one's own (spiritual) self, the moss of doubt is not removed (from the mind). ||2||1||

Then afterwards listening to Bhai Jatinderpal Singh Noor-Puri's Dhadi Jatha. Beautifully sung Dhadi Vaaraa(n). The prasann (topic) was Baba Banda Singh jee's Shaheedi (martyrdom). The Dhadi's sang about how Baba Banda Singh jee Bahadar's four year old son's heart was ripped out alive and Baba jee was forced to eat it. Yet he continued saying "Waahe-Guroo, Waahe-Guroo..." Then he skinned was pierced and his eyes were poked out with hot iron rods. Sat Naam, Waheguru! The hairs on my arms and my head stood up and tingled with Bir Ras (energy). It made me feel how lucky we are to be Sikh, yet we so easily forget how the value of being a Sikh is beyond count. I will post a separate post on this story and the stories of other Sikhs who were martyred alongside Baba Banda Singh jee Bahadar.



To be continued...

... Meeting the Atheist (Final Part)

Continued...

So the atheist pulls out both of his arms and puts them up, one on top of the other. He leaves a gap in between his hands (for example like holding an imaginary box from both sides). He said, "Look this is God. This is Enlightenment. I have given you Brahm-Gyan." I said, "Isn't Rab (God) everywhere? Not just in between both your hands." He was hell-bent on saying "God is empty space, God didn't create the world, and God has no power. He TRIED to justify his peculiar views with this line from Gurbani:

ਲੋਗਾ ਭਰਮਿ ਨ ਭੂਲਹੁ ਭਾਈ ॥
logaa bharam na bhoolahu bhaa-ee.
O people, O Siblings of Destiny, do not wander deluded by doubt.

ਖਾਲਿਕੁ ਖਲਕ ਖਲਕ ਮਹਿ ਖਾਲਿਕੁ ਪੂਰਿ ਰਹਿਓ ਸ੍ਰਬ ਠਾਂਈ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
khaalik khalak, khalak meh khaalik, poor rehi-o sarab thaa(n)-ee. 1 rahaa-o.
The Creation is in the Creator, and the Creator is in the Creation, totally pervading and permeating all places. 1Pause

He said that "Khaalik" means EMPTY VOID... so HIS translation of the shabad was "THE EMPTY SPACE IS THE CREATOR, AND THE CREATOR IS IN THE EMPTY SPACE" or something. Silly bloke! If only he read the full shabad, possibly the FIRST LINES of the shabad! Here's the shabad if you wish to read.

I said then "Who created everything, who creates, sustains, and destroys this creation?" He continuously replied, "KUDRAT." Kudrat has two meanings meaning "Coincidence" but it also means God in sense of "the Creator - Causes of Causes." I was thinking perhaps you need to hear your own voice saying "KUDRAT, KUDRAT, KUDRAT" and realise you are accepting and acknowledging God without knowing. Waheguru!


ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. My mum and I had enough! He was annoying, imposing his cyncial atheistic views on me and furthermore he was trying to make himself out to be some sort of new-age Guru who does seminars in villages in Panjab and converting people in the masses (he claims) to realise through Gurbani that there is no God and instead the whole world is about "me" (the opposite to what Gurbani says! Gurbani tells us to lose our ego and become one withe Infinite Lord). I told the bloke, "Excuse, I agree to disagree. I don't wish to discuss further." He would be quiet and then start again. Twice I ended up saying "I AGREE TO DISAGREE. THAT'S IT."

It comes time for me to do Rehraas Sahib da Paath (evening prayer). I get out my Gutka Sahib from my bag and start doing Paath quietly. SAT NAAM. The atheist just STARED at me while I was reading Rehraas. I could sense the negativity and he didn't want me to read paath. He then started to laugh. Freaky? Yes! The man was like an embodiment or physical representation of KALJUG (Era of Darkness/Falsehood).



(The story is soon to finish! hehehe). Okay, now we arrive in Turkmenistan and we have to change our flight to go to Amritsar. At the airport the ATHEIST FOLLOWS US TO WHERE WE SIT inside the airport. He starts saying to me "Why take Amrit? What's big deal with Water and Sugar mixed in? So how do people take Amrit?" He was on purpose mocking. I gave minimal response knowing that he wanted to play mind games, as he thought he could persuade me not to take Amrit.

AT LAST. My mum and I were excited, AT LAST WE CAN MOVE SEATS AND SIT SOMEWHERE ELSE in the aeroplane. On getting on the new flight we quickly sat away from the dodgey hard-core atheist Narakdhari, thinking we can get some peace and quiet and go to Amritsar without the hassle of the negativity of this bloke. So we sat down. WAHEGURU, WAHEGURU, WAHEGURU! The air-hostess does an announcement, "Ladies and gentleman please take the SAME SEATS as you were sitting in the flight before. Please don't change seats." I felt saying "KABHEE NEHEE!" (No way!!!!).

So we ended up sitting back in the same seats. My mum and I quickly planned that we were going to ignore the bloke and NOT MAKE A CONVERSATION and if he says something just reply with shaking head or MINIMAL RESPONSE. So thats what we did. I knew why. However, he was UNSUCCESSFUL in shaking my faith in the ALMIGHTY WAHEGURU.

I wondered to myself is Guru jee testing my faith? Well, DEFINITELY the bloke was challenging my belief in Waheguru, Guru Sahib, Gurbani and Amrit. If anything the experience made me even stronger. However, remembering the face of the atheist is not a pleasant thought. His eyes were DARK and looked PITCH BLACK (there was no light showing from his eyes) and he looked like he had no soul inside him. More of a dead man walking!

ਬੋਲਹਿ ਕੂਰੁ ਸਾਕਤ ਮੁਖੁ ਕਾਰਾ ॥੪॥
boleh koor, saakat mukh kaaraa. 4
The faithless cynic barks out his lies, and his face is blackened. ||4||
(Ang 239, SGGS)

Chalo may Waheguru bless us all with wisdom. End of day everything is in Hukam (Will) of Waheguru. May Waheguru bless us all with undetermined pyaar (love) and stern faith in Him :)

ਮਾਗਉ ਦਾਨੁ ਕ੍ਰਿਪਾਲ ਕ੍ਰਿਪਾ ਨਿਧਿ ਮੇਰਾ ਮੁਖੁ ਸਾਕਤ ਸੰਗਿ ਨ ਜੁਟਸੀ ਰੇ ॥
maa(n)gau daan kirpaal kirpaa niDh, meraa mukh saakat sang na juttsee re. ||
I beg this blessing of You, O Merciful Lord Waheguru, ocean of mercy - please, don't bring me face to face with the faithless cyincs.

ਜਨ ਨਾਨਕ ਦਾਸ ਦਾਸ ਕੋ ਕਰੀਅਹੁ ਮੇਰਾ ਮੂੰਡੁ ਸਾਧ ਪਗਾ ਹੇਠਿ ਰੁਲਸੀ ਰੇ ॥੨॥੪॥੩੭॥
jan naanak daas daas ko karee-ahu, meraa moondd saaDh pagaa heth rulsee re. ||2437||
Make servant Nanak the slave of Your slave; let his head roll in the dust under the feet of the Holy. 2437
(Ang 535, SGGS)

...Meeting the Atheist (Part 2)

Continued...



So this bloke is an atheist Buddhist. He then starts saying to me "Why do you believe in God?" I said, "Because He created me, He created the Universe, and He has given me so much... How can I not believe in God?" He became fired up. At this point (believe me or not) it was as if I could see total pitch darkness in the man's eyes with fire burning in them. No joke!

Once, twice, three times, he continued to dissuade me that there is God. "Show me where is God?" "Show where my God is not?" I replied. (Sikhs don't believe in Satan as in the Christianity and Islam, however) the man was like Satan! He represented pure evil. You may think I am mad. But I cant explain the amount of negativity I felt. It was not only me, my mum felt this, and both of us shared our experience of this man who was hell-bent on dissuading me to worship and follow Waheguru.

ਨਿੰਦਕੁ ਪ੍ਰਭੂ ਭੁਲਾਇਆ ਕਾਲੁ ਨੇਰੈ ਆਇਆ ਹਰਿ ਜਨ ਸਿਉ ਬਾਦੁ ਉਠਰੀਐ ॥

nindak prabhoo bhulaa-i-aa, kaal nerai aa-i-aa, har jan si-o baad uthree-ai.
The slanderer forgets Waheguru, death approaches him, and he starts to argue with the humble servant of the Lord Waheguru.

ਨਾਨਕ ਕਾ ਰਾਖਾ ਆਪਿ ਪ੍ਰਭੁ ਸੁਆਮੀ ਕਿਆ ਮਾਨਸ ਬਪੁਰੇ ਕਰੀਐ ॥੨॥੯॥੯੫॥

naanak kaa raakhaa aap prabh su-aamee, ki-aa maanas bapure karee-ai. 2995
Waheguru Himself, the Lord and Master, is Nanak's protector. What can any wretched person do to him? 2995
(Ang 823, SGGS)

Guess what? Then this atheist dodgey man had the cheek to use GURBANI to defend his atheistic cynical views! (I will go into this later on). He was pushing it. I remember telling people afterwards about this man and people said, "Why don't swear at him" "Why didn't you hit him" "Why didn't you threaten this man." However, at the time my mind was in battle with this man and to be honest afterwards I thought "I wish had I said this and that.. etc"

Mr. Ashoka or whatever his name was, began saying, "GURU NANAK WAS AN ATHEIST." Sat Naam, Waheguru. At this point, "O my Lord! I am sitting next to a loony or he's the Devil!" I said, "How was Guru Nanak Sahib an atheist? The whole Sri Guru Granth Sahib jee is about how to meet Waheguru! Have you read or heard the Mool Mantar?"

Now this was getting disturbing. He started to say "Guru Nanak was an undercover atheist because he knew the world would not accept him if they knew he didn't believe in God. He was the incarnation of the Lord Buddha." O my God! What can I say to this Moorakh (foolish guy)?

ਜਿਨਿ ਜਗਤੁ ਉਪਾਇ ਹਰਿ ਰੰਗੁ ਕੀਆ ਤਿਸੈ ਵਿਟਹੁ ਕੁਰਬਾਣੁ ॥

jin jagat upaa-e har rang kee-aa, tisai vittahu kurbaan.
I am a sacrifice to that Lord who created the world, and who loves it.

ਆਪੁ ਛੋਡਹਿ ਤਾਂ ਸਹੁ ਮਿਲੈ ਸਚਾ ਏਹੁ ਵੀਚਾਰੁ ॥

aap chhoddeh taa(n) saho milai, sachaa eihu veechaar.
Give up your selfishness, and then you shall meet your Husband Lord Waheguru. Consider this Truth.

ਹਉਮੈ ਫਿਕਾ ਬੋਲਣਾ ਬੁਝਿ ਨ ਸਕਾ ਕਾਰ ॥

hau-mai fikaa bolnaa, bujh na sakaa kaar.
Speaking in shallow egotism, no one understands the Ways of Waheguru.
(Ang 1420, SGGS)

I said who created the world? Who created the land, water and sky? Who creates, sustains and destroys life and the creation? The atheist was like the Devil (Manmukh/Saakat) trying to convince me not to believe in Waheguru and not to take Amrit. He said the creation of the world was mere pot-luck with various collisions of different atoms or something and "Wallah the world is here."

I think he had some issues with Sikhs. He said that he had been a Sikh and gone to the Gurdwara. However, he said that people look down on others of lower-castes and this that the other. I think he was so anti-Sikh because of a bad personal experience or something, which made him become a Radha Soami, then a Nirankari and now a Buddhist (but his vichaar were typical of Nakli Nirankaris). Rab Bhalla Kare (God help him!).

He said, "God has no power, God is not strong and God is not the creator!" I suppose he thought he was the Creator! Well not quite. He said, "Allah means VOID. All empty space around us "RAB."" Okay we're getting somewhere. So he now believes in God, right? No! He said empty space is God - then he says "YOU WANT TO BECOME A BRAHM-GYAANI? HERE, I CAN GIVE YOU BRAHM GYAAN!" I was like "Err... this bloke who looks half-dead, bags under his eyes, evil look on his face, reminds of the devil, who is letting off negative vibes and is further more got a face like he has a hang over wants to give "BRAHM-GYAAN" (Wisdom of Enlightenment of God). O Deary me!"

To be continued...

Episode 1 India Travels: Meeting the Atheist (Part 1)

Passages from my diary of my trip to India in June 2003:



During my last year of A-Levels I had planned to go to India after my final exams and ask for the gift of Amrit from the Panj Piyaare. I had planned either to go to Sri Akaal Takhat Sahib or Sri Kesgharh Sahib, basically wherever Guru Sahib destined.

The Turkmenistan flight was booked for Thursday 26th June 2003 to leave from Birmingham to Amritsar. My mum and I were going. I was going for 2 months and my mum was going for four weeks.

The flight was an early morning flight. Once we had done all checking and handed in our luggage, we went towards the aeroplane. Getting on the aeroplane we found our seats and sat down. My mum had a window seat and I was sitting next to her. One seat towards the aisle was left empty. Eventually an Indian man came and sat there.

He looked a bit weird (don't want to sound nasty or anything). Its been a long time, however I think his name was Ashoka (don't know whether that was his surname or first-name). His eyes had a funny look (not funny "ha ha," but funny "Sat Naam, Waheguru"). His eyes just seemed black and drained. He had bags under his eyes as well.

Chalo (O well), despite looking slightly shifty, the bloke seemed friendly and started chatting. Most of the conversation was about him and how he had this business, then he bought an old people's home etc etc. Then he started talking about his son and how he is proud of his son. I remember him mentioning a Christian name like "Paul" or something. I was suprised to hear his kids have Christian names.

Eventually the aeroplane lifted off. The man continued to talk to me. He asked, "Is there any reason you are going to India?" "Yes, with Guru's Kirpa I am going to take Amrit in India." He then said, "Amrit? What is Amrit?" I was curious at either his ignorance of Khande-di-Pahul or that he was being clever. I explained the process of Amrit and how the Panj Piyaare prepare Amrit and give the gift to the candidates. I explained that it was pledging one's life to the Feet of the Guru and a declaring sole allegiance to the Guru Granth Sahib jee and Guru Khalsa Panth. He kept listening.

Out of curiosity I asked him, "What religion are?" Sat Naam. He started giving me a lecture about Radha Soami this, Radha Soami that. (Radha Soamis are a cult who have a self-proclaimed Satguru who uses and distorts Gurbani in preaching his own religion). I was like "Hey, I am not into this Radha Soami stuff." Then he started to talk about (Nakli) Nirankaris (another cult). I said, "What Narak-dharis"? (Nirankaris are referred by Sikhs as "Narak-dharis" (the dwellers of Hell) because in 1978 they insulted Sri Guru Granth Sahib jee by their Guru saying he is going to put his foot on top of Guru Granth Sahib jee and if any Sikh has the guts to stop him, then come and stop him. Futhermore he challenged Guru Gobind Singh jee and said, "If Guru Gobind Singh jee can make the Five Beloved Ones, I will make the "Sat Sitaare" (Seven Stars). Hearing this Sikhs led a peaceful protest, who were then gunned down by the Nirankari followers. No Nirankari was arrested for the murder of 13 Singhs). Then he stopped mentioning the word "Nirankari".

I was confused at what is this man's religion? Is he Radha Soami? Is he Nirankari? Is he half-half? Rab jaane. I asked again, "What is your religion?" He then said, "I am a Buddhist." I was taken aback because I haven't come across any Panjabi Buddhists, well especially people born in Panjab. I said do you believe in the Dalai Lama? He got angry and said, "NO! Those Buddhists who believe in a Supreme Power and Supreme Being (i.e. Waheguru) are not true Budhists. They are misguided people!" He told me the branch of Buddhism he belongs to (I forgot the name) and said that he was an atheist! I said "Waheguru" :)


To be continued...

What's Does The Anand Kaaraj Mean?

Last Saturday was Bhaji Satpal Singh & Bhenji Harmeet Kaur's wedding. Before the Anand Kaaraj, Bhai Davinder Singh Panesar (from Midlands) gave a short talk on the significance, meanning and value of the Anand Kaaraj and the Laavaa(n) da Paath (the four marriage vows). Pressed by time, Bhai Sahib summarised the Anand Kaaraj and the four Laavaa(n) in a nutshell, which was short and sweet.

Here's a summary of what Bhai Davinder Singh Panesar said:

Anand Kaaraj, the Sikh wedding ceremony, is about the INNER-JOURNEY of the self and soul, explaining the four stages of Spiritual Development of the individual beings, leading them to Divine Union with their True Self within. However, when translating the marriage vows into English, we translate it and interpret it on a worldly level to match our world-perspective. It's about the SOUL (Aatma) and WAHEGURU (Parmaatma). We are told that the teaching of Gurbani (the Sacred Scriptures) is the sacred basis upon which the sanctity of marriage is to be recognised by people. Thus, marriage in Sikhi is a sacramental knot under the roof of TRUE LOVE, tied in the presence of TRUTH and DIVINITY.

Blessings of Shabad Guru (Divine Infinite Wisdom enshrined in the Word) - that is the main focus of Sikh way of marriage. The Laavaa(n) consist of four verses, which makes up four rounds of the inner-journey and building a relationship with our soul to Waheguru. Getting married, both husband and wife embrace this journey. Husband and wife are "SANGAT," company, who walk together on the path to Waheguru and enjoy the bliss, peace and contentment that one gets from this path.

The First Laav (verse):

ਹਰਿ ਪਹਿਲੜੀ ਲਾਵ ਪਰਵਿਰਤੀ ਕਰਮ ਦ੍ਰਿੜਾਇਆ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥
har pehilaRee laav, parvirtee karam driR-aa-i-aa bal raam jee-o.
In the first round of the marriage ceremony, Waheguru sets out His Instructions for performing the daily duties of married life.

In this first verse, the first vow, Guru Sahib gives us guidance of how we can EXPERIENCE the Divine, how we experience the Supreme Infinite Lord Waheguru. The next line shows us that we can have this EXPERIENCE through DHARAM.

ਬਾਣੀ ਬ੍ਰਹਮਾ ਵੇਦੁ ਧਰਮੁ ਦ੍ਰਿੜਹੁ ਪਾਪ ਤਜਾਇਆ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥
baaNee brahmaa ved Dharam driRHu, paap tajaa-i-aa bal raam jee-o.
Instead of the hymns of the Vedas to Brahma, embrace Dharam (the righteous way of life), and renounce sinful actions.

What is DHARAM? Is it religion? Not quite. DHARAM is a WAY OF LIFE. Just as water being wet is insperable, Dharam is that way of life, which becomes insperable and a part of person. Guru Sahib's not interested in us being a "SUNDAY SIKH," who comes to the Gurdwara on Sunday, does Matha Tekh and eat Langar, and that's his "religious Sikh thing" done for the week. DHARAM is a WAY OF LIFE. If you wish to EXPERIENCE the Divine, and experience SUKH (peace) then one has to live a certain way of life, which is living in the remebrance, meditation and grace of Waheguru.



FOUR TYPES OF SIKHS
There are four types of Sikhs. To illustrate this point, let's use the example of a fire.
1/ The first type of person knows through his or her FIRST-HAND EXPERIENCE that by putting one's hand in the fire, it will burn. So they experience the heat of the fire and learnt that it would do them harm. This is like the first type of Sikh - one whose Sikhi is based on EXPERIENCE of the Guru (Gurbani) and Simran.

2/ The second type of person knows that fire will burn their hand, because of another's experience. Therefore, person 2 BELIEVES in person 1, and on the basis of this BELIEF he or she keeps away from fire. This is like the second type of Sikh - one whose Sikhi is based on BELIEF in what they have been told about Guru Sahib and Sikhi.

3/ The third type of person does knows fire is dangerous and not to touch it because person 2 told them that person 1 had experienced the fire. Therefore, person 3 has BLIND FAITH in person 2, and basis his BELIEF on someone else's belief. This is like the third type of Sikh - one whose Sikhi is based on BLIND-FAITH and they plod along and follow Sikhi because so and so told so and so, and this got passed down.

4/ The fourth type of person does not go near fire, not knowing why and thinks its a tradition of the ancestors not to touch fire. Therefore, person 4 follows BLIND-RITUALISM. Not going near fire becomes a RITUAL with no meaning or understand. This is like the fourth type of Sikh - one whose Sikhi is based on BLIND-RITUALISM and they do things, e.g. Matha Tekh, read Paath, or go the Gurdwara NOT KNOWING "WHY" and carry out these acts because their ancestors andprevious generations did this.

What type of Sikhs are we today? Sadly, most of us fall into Sikh no. 4. Hence, Gurbani shows us HOW TO HAVE AN EXPERIENCE. We don't rely on experience of others, rather Gurbani shows us how we can experience Waheguru and Sukh also.

ਹਰਿ ਦੂਜੜੀ ਲਾਵ ਸਤਿਗੁਰੁ ਪੁਰਖੁ ਮਿਲਾਇਆ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥
har doojRee laav, satgur purakh milaa-i-aa bal raam jee-o.
In the second round of the marriage ceremony, the Lord lead you to meet the True Guru, the Primal Being.

ਨਿਰਭਉ ਭੈ ਮਨੁ ਹੋਇ ਹਉਮੈ ਮੈਲੁ ਗਵਾਇਆ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥
nirbhau bhai man ho-e, hau-mai mail gavaa-i-aa bal raam jee-o.
With the Fear (awe) of Waheguru, the Fearless Lord Waheguru in the mind, the filth of egotism is eradicated.

In the Second Laav Guru Jee stressed that in forming any relationship you need the quality (ਗੁਣ) of living in fear of your Loved one. What does fear mean? It does not mean FEAR in the BIBLICAL sense, where God curses people and gets angry. No! Fear means that you love the beauty of flowers so much that you FEAR to harm them and you FEAR to damage them. Guru Jee tells us to build a relationship on Love through which fear takes birth, fear in the sense of awe, respect and being humble. Gurmat does not believe in LOVE born in FEAR (as propagated by certain other belief-systems). Through this our EGO will depart and we can live in harmony in our inner-house and outer-house. Washing away our EGO husband & wife can live in harmony and build a relationship with Waheguru.

ਹਰਿ ਤੀਜੜੀ ਲਾਵ ਮਨਿ ਚਾਉ ਭਇਆ ਬੈਰਾਗੀਆ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥
har teejRee laav, man chaa-o bhe-i-aa bairaagee-aa bal raam jee-o.
In the third round of the marriage ceremony, the mind is filled with Divine Love.

ਸੰਤ ਜਨਾ ਹਰਿ ਮੇਲੁ ਹਰਿ ਪਾਇਆ ਵਡਭਾਗੀਆ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥
sant janaa har mel har paa-i-aa, vadbhaagee-aa bal raam jee-o.
Meeting with the humble Saints of the Lord, I have found the Lord Waheguru, by great good fortune.

The third Laav emphasises that through living DHARAM and washing away one's EGO, the mind is filled with Love. Love does not come with marriage, Love grows with marriage. Through the SANGAT, through the support of Godly people, we are able to sing, reflect and contemplate on Gurbani, the Divine Treasure of Peace. Guru Sahib doesn't want us to live like Hermits or still secluded from people. The Gurmukh is instructed to sit and join the company of the Saints and through this one obtains strength, support and inspiration.

ਹਰਿ ਚਉਥੜੀ ਲਾਵ ਮਨਿ ਸਹਜੁ ਭਇਆ ਹਰਿ ਪਾਇਆ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥
har chautaRee laav, man sehaj bhe-i-aa har paa-i-aa bal raam jee-o.
In the fourth round of the marriage ceremony, my mind has become peaceful; I have found the Lord, Waheguru.

ਗੁਰਮੁਖਿ ਮਿਲਿਆ ਸੁਭਾਇ ਹਰਿ ਮਨਿ ਤਨਿ ਮੀਠਾ ਲਾਇਆ ਬਲਿ ਰਾਮ ਜੀਉ ॥
gurmukh mili-aa subhaa-e, har man tan meethaa laa-i-aa bal raam jee-o.
As Gurmukh, I have met Him, with intuitive ease; the Lord Waheguru seems so sweet to my mind and body.

The last and fourth laav talks about the last part of the inner journey, which both husband and wife commit to and travel together on. Through DHARAM, through washing away our EGO and living in LOVE & FEAR of our Waheguru, and through the SAADH SANGAT (company of the holy) one is filled with ecstasy and bliss. This is happiness! Through the Laavaa(n) Guru Sahib shows us the basic ingredients of a Blissful and Happy marriage between husband and wife, and between the couple and Waheguru.


Note: You can download an audio on the practical meaning of Anand Kaaraj, why should we get married and guidance for new couples from a lecture given by Prof. Darshan Singh, translated by Bhenji Navleen Kaur at the Guru Granth Sahib Academy, Toronto:
Prof Darshan Singh - Anand Kaaraj (Audio)

Photo Satpal Singh & Harmeet Kaur's Anand Kaaraj

ਮ: ੩ ॥
mehlaa 3.
Third Mehl:

ਧਨ ਪਿਰੁ ਏਹਿ ਨ ਆਖੀਅਨਿ ਬਹਨਿ ਇਕਠੇ ਹੋਇ ॥
Dhan pir eihi na aakhee-an, behan ikathe ho-e.
They are not said to be husband and wife, who merely sit together.

ਏਕ ਜੋਤਿ ਦੁਇ ਮੂਰਤੀ ਧਨ ਪਿਰੁ ਕਹੀਐ ਸੋਇ ॥੩॥
eik jot du-e moortee, Dhan pir kahee-ai so-e. 3
They alone are called husband and wife, who have one light in two bodies. 3.
(Ang 788, SGGS)

A Day in Southall

Today I went to Southall. I needed to buy a new mobile phone, so Southall's the best place with Panjabi bargains! Eventually got a phone. Afterwards I went to Havelock Road Gurdwara. There was really nice Keertan being sung by the Raagi Jatha.

The Shabad they were singing was:

ਮਨੁ ਨ ਡਿਗੈ ਤਨੁ ਕਾਹੇ ਕਉ ਡਰਾਇ ॥
man na digai tan kaahay ka-o daraa-ay.
My mind was not shaken; why should my body be afraid?

ਚਰਨ ਕਮਲ ਚਿਤੁ ਰਹਿਓ ਸਮਾਇ ॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
charan kamal chit rahi-o samaa-ay. rahaa-o.
My consciousness remained immersed in the Lotus Feet of the Lord. 1. Pause.
(Ang 1162, SGGS)
Read the Full Shabad

The Shabad was about how Bhagat Kabeer Jee was persecuted and tortured for not following the dominate religion of Islam and submitting the king of the time, called 'Sikandar.' The Brahmans disliked Bhagat Kabeer jee because he rejected the monopoly on religion, which they had over the people and the petty rituals and superstitions, which they propagated to enslave people's minds. On the other hand Mullahs (Muslim priests) disliked Bhagat Kabeer jee because he did not follow or accept the Qur'an or Shari'a, nor did he accept the authority of the Mullahs. Bhagat Kabeer jee strictly believed in the same religion as Guru Nanak Jee, which was Naam ਨਾਮੁ (meditating on the One Infinite Lord), Daan ਦਾਨੁ (sharing with others and doing selfless service), Ishnaan ਇਸ਼ਨਾਨੁ(and keeping the mind pure with washing it with the 'Shabad' (Infinite Wisdom) and looking after the body, which is considered as the Temple of the Lord, through living a healthy lifestyle).

As a result of this, Bhagat Kabeer jee was punished by being tied up and thrown in the Ganga (the River Ganges). However, Waheguru, saved the honour of his devotee, as he has done in the past as well. Through the waves of the river, the shackles broke and Bhagat Kabeer jee was released. A deer skin floating in the river came to Bhagat Kabeer on which he sat. Everyone was suprised to see the man they thought they had killed, floating freely immersed in the love for Waheguru sitting on deer skin.


While I was listening to the shabad keertan, something BAD happened. I felt AWFUL. Waheguru! I noticed a little toddler (must be about 4 years old or something) going to do Matha Tekh. She had a bottle of milk with her. She placed the milk on the Golak (money deposit box) BUT THEN she TRIPPED OVER on the mat and smacked her head on the golak. WAHEGURU! I felt the pain she must have gone through! I felt so sorry for her!

Her grandmother came rushing and picked her. The girl did not stop crying! After being hugged and patted she quietend down, but I could still see from her face that she was in distress. I think she hurt her teeth. Bechaare KuRee (poor girl!).


Afterwards I went to Park Avenue Gurdwara. I came on good timing. Bhai Veer Singh jee from Delhi was doing Katha (lecture/discourse on Gurbani). It was weird (in a good sense). His voice was very mesmerising and there was pin-drop silence. From his face you could see a glow. The Katha was amazing and he was absorbed in singing. He also gave reference to passages from the Quran and said them in Arabic, which I was very impressed by.

It was a bit ironic that Bhai Sahib's Katha was on a shabad that emphasised on how God protects the honour of his devotees and looks after all His creation. Bhai Veer Singh jee shared two stories, which had a very good moral.

The first story Bhai Sahib said was from the Islamic world. It was a story of Abraham's life:

Abraham was a pious man. He did not eat his food, until he had fed a hungry person. One day Abraham came across an elderly hungry man. The man's beard was white as milk. He was a bag of bones and looked like he would appreciate being fed by him. So Abraham invited him to his house. The Baba (elderly man) accepted the invitation.

The meal was prepared and placed infront of the elderly man. The man got stuck in and jus as he put food in his mouth Abraham grabbed his arm. "What are you doing?" "I am eating!" replied the elderly man. "No! First we thank God who has graced us with food, then we eat." The Baba was upset. He said, "Has God fed me? If God gave me the food, he could have given it to me in the street!... I can thank you for feeding me, but I can't thank God for this. You have given me the food, so I will praise you, but not God." The man spoke ill of God and insulted the Almighty. Abraham refused to be praised by the man. "I am not feeding you. I am the slave of God. Through me God does his works." The man continued his insults to God.

Abraham had enough. For how long can you expect someone to put up someone insulting one's parents! So Abraham grabbed the man and threw him outside. The elderly man fell down the stairs and landed faced down in the street. Blood was pouring from his boney body and he had hurt his head. However, Abraham did not care! "How dare he be so ungrateful to God!" he thought.

That day when Abraham did Bandigee (meditation) and absorbed his mind into God's remembrance, God spoke to him. God said, "O Abraham! You invited the hungry man to your house to feed him in MY NAME, then you kicked him out and abused him in MY NAME. O Abraham, why did you do this? The man has all his life sworn at me, insulted me and bad-mouth me, however, I love all my children and till this day made sure he does not die of hunger. But you hear him for one day and chuck him out?" Abraham realised how Waheguru looks after all his creation, irrespetive whether they love him or not. Love is blind. Therefore, those who serve God through serving His creation, should also serve indiscriminately.

The second story Bhai Sahib shared was also from Abraham's life:

One day Abraham was walking and came across a lake of water, which had dried up. He realised that the animals which had wings to fly, flew away when the water dried up. However, those animals with no wings, i.e. the fish, ended up with the water till the water dried up. When the water went, the fish died with it.

Reflecting upon this, God made Abraham realise that be like the fish in the water. True love is that which you cannot live without. A relationship of a slave of God (Bhagat) and Waheguru is like that of a fish has with water. Just as fish cannot live without water, a devotee of God cannot live without Waheguru.

Gurbani says:

ਰੇ ਮਨ ਐਸੀ ਹਰਿ ਸਿਉ ਪ੍ਰੀਤਿ ਕਰਿ ਜੈਸੀ ਮਛੁਲੀ ਨੀਰ ॥
re man aisee har si-o preet kar, jaisee machhulee neer.
O mind, love the Lord Waheguru, as the fish loves the water.

ਜਿਉ ਅਧਿਕਉ ਤਿਉ ਸੁਖੁ ਘਣੋ ਮਨਿ ਤਨਿ ਸਾਂਤਿ ਸਰੀਰ ॥
ji-o aDhikau ti-o sukh ghaNo, man tan saaNt sareer.
The more the water, the more the happiness, and the greater the peace of mind and body.

ਬਿਨੁ ਜਲ ਘੜੀ ਨ ਜੀਵਈ ਪ੍ਰਭੁ ਜਾਣੈ ਅਭ ਪੀਰ ॥੨॥
bin jal gharhee na jeev-ee parabh jaanai abh peer. 2
Without water, she cannot live, even for an instant. Waheguru knows the suffering of her mind. 2.
(Ang 60, SGGS)

Afterwards Bhai Jatinder Singh Noor-Puri's Dhadi Jatha came on stage for 30 minutes or so. The Sarangi Master was excellent. And the two Singhs playing the Dhad's had really good voices as well as played the Dhad really well. The Dhadi Jatha filled Bir Ras (uplifting energy) within the Sangat.

ਸਤਸੰਗਤਿ ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਚਟਸਾਲ ਹੈ ਜਿਤੁ ਹਰਿ ਗੁਣ ਸਿਖਾ ॥
satsangat satgur chattsaal hai, jit har gun sikhaa.
The Sat Sangat, the True Congregation of the True Guru, is the school of the soul, where the Glorious Virtues of the Lord are studied.
(Ang 1316, SGGS)

Going to the Gurdwara, Darshan of Guru Sahib, listening to Keertan, Katha and to top it off with listening to Dhadi Vaaran made my day! :)

Saturday .... PART 2

Continued...

Chalo, after the Anand Kaaraj I had langar to eat. Everyone else went to the next door Gurdwara hall to eat Roti Paani. However, because I was in a rush to get back home because I had another program to attend, I decided to eat Langar.

As usually, Langar was tastey! Dhan Guru Nanak! Saag, Daal and Kheer... Sat Naam, Waaheguroo! :) I was a bit disappointed that the Gurdwara had no-where to sit on the floor and eat Langar! I thought it doesn't take much for the Gurdwara Parbandhaks (Management Committee) to lay down a few strips of carpet or sheets so that Sangat who wish to eat Langar on the floor (as per Gurmat tradition) can do so. Chalo, Rab Rakha!


From the Gurdwara I walked back to the train station (this time I walked, didn't need to jog. lol). There was light rain so I used my Hazoorian to cover my dastaar (probably looked a bit dodgey, but O well!). I got to the train station and the train was set to leave at 1.50pm. So, I waited for 20 minutes and listened to Keertan on my iPod.

ਸੁਣਿ ਕੀਰਤਨੁ ਹਰਿ ਗੁਣ ਰਵਾ ਹਰਿ ਜਸੁ ਮਨਿ ਲਿਖਾ ॥
sun keertan, har gun ravaa, har jas man likhaa.
"Listening to the Kirtan of the Lord's Praises, I contemplate His virtues; I write His Praises on the fabric of my mind."
(Ang 650)

Eventually the train arrived, and it took me to Reading in 25 minutes. There was no direct train going back to my home town. So from Reading I had to change train. Usually from Reading there is a direct train to Banbury or Oxford. However, on that day for some reason (probably train works) there were no direct train to even Oxford! So I had to take a train to Didcot Park (Rab Jaane, where there it is!). It took 30 minutes to get there.

Sat Naam! When I arrived at Didcot Park, there was a huge sign saying "No trains." Instead there were buses going to Oxford. Waheguru! A bit disappointed, but O well, so I went downstairs and sat on the bus. I thought to myself:

ਕੇਤਿਆ ਦੂਖ ਭੂਖ ਸਦ ਮਾਰ ॥
keti-aa dookh bhookh sad maar.
So many endure distress, deprivation and constant abuse.

ਏਹਿ ਭਿ ਦਾਤਿ ਤੇਰੀ ਦਾਤਾਰ ॥
eihi bhe daat teree daataar.
(But) even these are Your Gifts, O Great Giver!
(Ang 5)

Couldn't believe that I waited for 40 minutes or perhaps longer for the bus to go! I was just sitting there, thinking "Come on driver, make a move on!" Thank God I had my iPod. So I went through my Keertan playlist. One shabad I remember, which I kept on playing was - man preet charan kamal-laare (may mind remain in love with your Lotus Feet) sung by Bhai Satvinder Singh & Bhai Harvinder Singh. Then the bus left, arriving at Oxford in about 20 minutes.


More bad news! Train delays at Oxford! Waheguru Bhalla Kare. I couldn't believe it. The train to Banbury was leaving in 45 minutes or possibly an hour. I waited inside for a bit, then I decided to sit on the platform. WRONG DECISION. It was cold, wet and miserable weather. Long wait! But I had my iPod. So plus point was that Waheguru graced me with an oppurtunity to listen to loads of shabads :)



The train took 25 minutes to get to Banbury. When I arrived at Banbury I put hands together and put head down and said "Rab, Tera Shukar Hai, Tera Shukar Hai! Thank O God!" I was so tired from all the travelling, wet weather, waiting around and lack of sleep.

It was good to get back home and enjoy a nice cup of chaa and relax, after over 3 and a half hours of travelling!!



Note: I will post the wedding photos soon (just waiting for someone to email them to me). So please sit tight. Also I will share the Hukamnama given by Guru Sahib on the day.

Saturday - Long Day Travelling

Yesterday, it was Bhaji Satpal Singh and Bhenji Harmeet Kaur's Anand Kaaraj (wedding) at Slough Gurdwara. It was a beautiful wedding, and the first Anand Kaaraj of an Amritdhari Gursikh couple, which I have seen. So it was a new experience, which I am grateful to Waheguru for.

On Friday night I stayed at Halls, and didn't go back. But the the wedding card was at home, and my parents had gone out some where. So, I didn't know what time the wedding was. Obviously, it was going to be in the morning (not exactly going to happen at 12 o'clock at night or something, well unless its a Rainsbayee Keertan Anand Kaaraj). So I texted my friend Amritpal Singh to ask the time. He texted back "9am sharp." So I assumed it would be 10am GM time.

I took the tube to Paddington, from where I took a train to Slough. The train took about 30 to 35 minutes. Chalo, I got to Slough. I noted down from the internet which bus to take to get to Ramgarhia Gurdwara, Woodland Avenue. According to the London Transport website I should have taken BUS 81, from STOP 4 at the bus station, which should got me to the Gurdwara in 15 minutes.

First of all I asked the taxi driver in Panjabi "Where's Ramgarhia Gurdwara." Poor bloke didn't have a clue. Then I asked about the bus station. Thankfully (Rab Da Shukar) he knew where that was (probably because it was just up the road). I saw a BUS 81 parked to the side. Thank you God! I got there, and double my luck, it was an elderly Gursikh bus driver. I said GurFateh with him and asked whether his bus was going near Ramgharia Gurdwara (apparently the internet said the bus goes to Windsor Avenue or Slough High Street, from where its a 5 minute walk).

WAHEGUROO! The Bus driver Bhai Sahib hadn't even HEARD OF RAMGARHIA GURDWARA, forget driving me there! O Deary me! Sachee, it was unbelievable. Chalo, Rab De Rang! I continued to walk in the bus station trying to tout about looking for a Singh or Panjabi-looking person. No luck! I went and sat at STOP 4, as indicated on the internet. The Bus eventually arrives. Guess what? THE BUS DRIVER IS THE SAME ELDERLY GURSIKH, which I just spoke to 5 minutes earlier. Sat Naam, Waheguroo!

He said that he has a feeling that the Gurdwara I wish to go to is in the opposite direction to where he is going. I said, "Shall I ask a Gora on the bus." He said that Gore don't know much. Then I asked shall I ask the Apna-looking person (but I think he was either South Indian or something similar) so he said leave it. I was thankful to the Bhai Sahib that he ensured that I was not going in the wrong direction, and therefore advised me to ask someone else at the bus station.

RAB DA SHUKAR. I found an old Baba jee and Bibi jee coming off a bus. I asked them "Baba jee, I want to go to Ramgarhia Gurdwara, can you help me?" The Baba jee was very helpful and very nicely gave me the directions how to get there. It was now 10 o'clock. I was hoping that I didn't miss the Chaa & Samosay, lol. So, I started jogging. As I jogged through the subway, I saw a Singh uncle jee. He started to smile when he saw me. I think it was because of the fact I was wearing a Kurta Pyjama and Hazooria wrapped around me and jogging away (considering usually you just imagine Singhs eating Langar, and eating more Langar. Waheguru!).

He was wearing an African white Pagh (turban). So, I thought just to be on the safe side I would ask him whether I was going in the right direction to Ramgarhia Gurdwara. He said yes. So that was reassuring. As I was walking up the road, I saw a Singh taxi drive and waved at me. I waved back. In the back of mind I was hoping he would stop and ask to give me a lift, lol. But it was flowing traffic. Udhaa, it looked like he would have stopped.

Eventually, got to Woodland Avenue and saw the Nishaan Sahib flying in air. Its such a great feeling to see a Nishaan Sahib in the air from a far distance. On entering the Gurdwara I bumped into Tegpal Singh from King's and his sister. Guess what? I hadn't missed the Chaa & Samosay, lol. It was great to see everyone, however, bit disturbed to see a growing number of shrinking dastaars and sprayed down daaris (beards). lol.

Satpal Singh, vah vi vah. He looked great in his blue embroided chola and and blue dumalla. Not only were the Chaa & Samosay sawaad and tastey, but the keertan was also very sweet! The Keertanis sang a few shabads in title Raag, which was good to hear.


To be continued...

Relax & Enjoy Remembering Your Beloved Friend...

ਸਾਜਨ ਦੇਸਿ ਵਿਦੇਸੀਅੜੇ ਸਾਨੇਹੜੇ ਦੇਦੀ ॥
saajan des videsee-aRe, saanehRe dedee.
O Friend, You have traveled so far from Your homeland; I send my message of love to You.

ਸਾਰਿ ਸਮਾਲੇ ਤਿਨ ਸਜਣਾ ਮੁੰਧ ਨੈਣ ਭਰੇਦੀ ॥
saar samaale tin sajNaa, munDh nain bharedee.
I cherish and remember that Friend; the eyes of this soul-bride are filled with tears.

ਮੁੰਧ ਨੈਣ ਭਰੇਦੀ ਗੁਣ ਸਾਰੇਦੀ ਕਿਉ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਮਿਲਾ ਪਿਆਰੇ ॥
munDh nain bharedee gun saaredee, ki-o prabh milaa pi-aare.
The eyes of the soul-bride are filled with tears; I dwell upon Your Glorious Virtues. How can I meet my Beloved Lord Waheguru?

ਮਾਰਗੁ ਪੰਥੁ ਨ ਜਾਣਉ ਵਿਖੜਾ ਕਿਉ ਪਾਈਐ ਪਿਰੁ ਪਾਰੇ ॥
maarag panth na jaana-o vikh-Raa, ki-o paa-ee-ai pir paare.
I do not know the treacherous path, the way to You. How can I find You and cross over, O my Husband Lord?

ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਸਬਦੀ ਮਿਲੈ ਵਿਛੁੰਨੀ ਤਨੁ ਮਨੁ ਆਗੈ ਰਾਖੈ ॥
satgur shabdee milai vichhunnee, tan man aagai raakhai.
Through the Shabad, the Word of the True Guru, the separated soul-bride meets with the Lord; I place my body and mind before You.

ਨਾਨਕ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤ ਬਿਰਖੁ ਮਹਾ ਰਸ ਫਲਿਆ ਮਿਲਿ ਪ੍ਰੀਤਮ ਰਸੁ ਚਾਖੈ ॥੩॥
naanak amrit birakh mahaa ras phali-aa, mil preetam ras chaakhai. ||3||
O Nanak, the ambrosial tree bears the most delicious fruits; meeting with my Beloved, I taste the sweet essence. ||3||
(Guru Nanak Dev Jee, Ang 1111, SGGS)

ਸਿਮਰਨ (Simran) in Panjabi means the word ਯਾਦ ਕਰਨਾ (yaad karnaa), to remember. Therefore, you can do simran about your parents, simran on your house, or simran on Waheguru. Guru Sahib has instructed us to do Simran of the Eternal Waheguru, as the rest of the world is Maya (illusionary).

When we remember someone, the relationship between that person and us remains alive. When we forget someone the relationship dies. There are some people who you would have gone to school with or studied at college with. Those people who you remember or they remember you, then the relationship remains alive. However if you forget them or they forget you then the relationship falls apart. For this reason Guru Nanak Sahib said:

ਆਖਾ ਜੀਵਾ ਵਿਸਰੈ ਮਰਿ ਜਾਉ ॥
aakhaa jeevaa, visrai mar jaa-o.
(As I am) chanting Naam (Waheguru's Name), spiritual life takes life within me; (but) forgetting (Waheguru's Name), I experience spiritual death.
(Ang 9, SGGS)

Simran, remembrance is very powerful. So powerful, that sometimes when I am at university, I feel the presence of my mum and feel her near me. Feeling this, I ring my mum just to say "hi". Answering the phone my mum says, “I was just remembering you, and then the phone just rang”. This is power of remembrance, the power of simran.

If we remember Waheguru with pyaar (love), will he not respond? Of course He would!

ਗੁਰੁ ਮੇਰੈ ਸੰਗਿ ਸਦਾ ਹੈ ਨਾਲੇ ॥
gur merai sang sadaa hai naale.
My Guru is always with me, near at hand.

ਸਿਮਰਿ ਸਿਮਰਿ ਤਿਸੁ ਸਦਾ ਸਮ੍ਹ੍ਹਾਲੇ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
simar simar tis sadaa samHaale. ||1|| rahaa-o.||
Meditating, meditating in remembrance on Him, I cherish Him forever. ||1||Pause||

Click here to read more about Naam Simran by Bhai Dya Singh, Australia.



Below are some nice Waheguru Simran tracks, which can enjoy and relax to:

Accapella Style Simran

by Gurpal Kaur, Rupjit Kaur and Gurbinder Kaur:
Simran (Accapella)
Mool Mantr (Accapella)


Simran by Bhai Niranjan Singh (Jawadi Kala Wale):

Simran (Live Trance)
Simran (With Love)
Simran (Devotional)


Simran by Bibi Ashupreet Kaur:

Simran


Simran & Shabad by Bhai Lehna Singh:

ਜਲਿ ਜਾਉ ਜੀਵਨੁ ਨਾਮ ਬਿਨਾ ॥
jal jaa-o jeevan naam binaa.
Translation:- "Without the Naam, the Name of the Lord, life might just as well be burnt down."
Read Full Shabad

Do I Have a Right to Breathe Freely?

Today I was walking to my lecture. On the way I was dodging and weaving smokers! It’s awful. Everywhere I look someone was smoking. I thought to myself, “O Mind! Why are these people shoving paper in their mouth, and letting out this disgusting smell… and violating my breathing space?”

Our body is so sacred, its a gift from Waheguru. But we destroy it and discard it! From a beautiful temple, we pollute it so much that it ends up being like a graveyard (you can see what I mean when you look at the face of a heavy smoker - no offence to anyone!)

Guru Sahib says:

ਹਰਿ ਮੰਦਰੁ ਹਿਰ ਜੀਉ ਸਾਜਿਆ ਮੇਰੇ ਲਾਲ ਜੀਉ ਹਿਰ ਤਿਸੁ ਮਿਹ ਰਿਹਆ ਸਮਾਏ ਰਾਮ ॥
har mandar har jeeo saajiaa, mere laal jeeo, har tis mehi rehiaa sumaae raam.
The Dear Lord has fashioned the body as the temple of the Lord, O my dear beloveds; the Lord continues to dwell there.
(Ang 541, SGGS)

I wish the government bans smoking in public places. After hearing the news today it seems there is a glimmer of hope that smoking in plubic eating places (at least) will be shortly banned. Smoking is so inconsiderate that not only the person smoking dies and destroys their body-temple, but also those associated or standing near the person end up passive smoking and also become ill. For this reason, Guru Sahib was strict and said that a Sikh should not even touch tobacco. Gurbani says:

ਪਾਨ ਸੁਪਾਰੀ ਖਾਤੀਆ ਮੁਖਿ ਬੀੜੀਆ ਲਾਈਆ ॥
paan supaaree khaatee-aa, mukh beeRee-aa laa-ee-aa.
Those people who eat and chew "Paan" (nicotine betel nuts), and smoke tobacco (meaning that they those who in indulge in intoxicants),

ਹਰਿ ਹਰਿ ਕਦੇ ਨ ਚੇਤਿਓ ਜਮਿ ਪਕੜਿ ਚਲਾਈਆ ॥੧੩॥
har har kade na cheti-o, jam pakaR chalaa-ee-aa. 13
and, do not contemplate or do simran of Waheguru - (the cycle of) Death will seize them and take them away (to become entangled in the cycle of reincarnation). 13

Chalo (O well), I eventually got on bus and arrived at university. After my lecture I met up with Tegpal Singh to give him the money from Sikh Society for the trip to Ice-Skating, which he is organising. My bag was full with oranges oranges (well they were Clementines) because it was buy one get one free at Sainsbury’s. So I bought two bags (considering my numerous eating-out experiences!!). I offered Tegpal Singh an orange and had one myself. I left university, and on the way I was peeling the orange. I was trying to be careful that my hands don’t touch the orange (well as much as I could help it) because didn’t have the opportunity to clean my hands anywhere.

I was walking down the Strand and peeling my orange. Eventually I bit a segment off the orange. It was very sweet and tasty. I took my next bite and ended up putting half an orange in my mouth. I was struggling to chew on the orange with my teeth. Just as I was about to chew on the orange, a man walked passed and breathed in my face! WAAHEGUROO!

It was disgusting. The man’s breath really badly smelt of Chicken & Mushroom pie (no offence to him). Ermm, someone may be thinking, “How does Manvir Singh know what Chicken & Mushroom pie smells like?” Do I sneakily eat Chicken & Mushroom pies when no-one’s looking? To put everyone’s heart to rest, don’t worry I’m a vegetarian. I know the smell from my school days when I used to eat Chicken & Mushroom pie with chips. Waheguru!

Back to the story. I felt queasy and overwhelmed by the smell. God knows how many chicken pies that man had eaten to have such a strong smell! I was munching the half orange piece in my mouth, but no I had lost the pleasure of tasting it. I was overrun by the smell of CHICKEN & MUSHROOM PIE. As I was walking back to halls, the smell just followed me. I felt sickened!

On the journey back I was thinking to myself, “Do I have a right to breathe freely?” Koyee Bandaa Chicken Mushroom pie khaah ke breathing space violate karee jaandaa, Koyee hor Tamaakoo peeh ke breathing space violate karee jaandaa (Someone is violating breathing space by eating Chicken & Mushroom pie, another person is violating breathing space by smoking tobacco). What's the world coming to hey :)

Short Preview of Episode 1 of Trip to India Series

Guru Piyaari'o... I will be shortly posting the first episode (post) from my travels to India in 2003.

Just a quick teaser... the first episode will be about the aeroplane journey from Birmingham to Amritsar with my mum, and sitting next to a scary athiest in the aeroplane (ps. the bloke was a Panjabi Indian athiest!).

So, watch this space...

Strange Things Happening at the Gurdwara

Today I went to my local Gurdwara (a small converted house). It was the Sri Akhand Paath da Bhog (completion of the continuous reading of Sri Guru Granth Sahib jee) in celebration of Guru Gobind Singh Jee's Prakaash Utsav (Birth Day).


Got there before the bhog, so I had a chaa da cup, then made my way up to the Diwaan Hall. On completion of the Sri Akhand Paath Sahib Ardaas was done. I was standing with my eyes closed listening to the Ardaas. Then I could here a scuffle. What's happening? So I open my eyes and see an old Bibi jee dashing over to the Gurdwara Treasurer giving him £10 and loudly saying "Bhaji, £10 Karhah Parshaad Vaaste" (well it was loud enough that I could hear it and lose concentration from Ardaas!!). It was unbelievable! Disturbing not one's own concentration but others as well JUST TO GET YOUR NAME AND £10 READ OUT! Waheguru!


Chalo, so I close my eyes again. Now someone is gently shaking my arm (yes, DURING ARDAAS). I open my eyes and see the old Bibi jee, "Kidaa Put, Teek Taak?" (How are you son, are you fine?). I was gobsmacked at how this elderly Bibi Jee could do this and be so calm and casual about it. I smiled and said "Teek jee" and quickly closed my eyes. Waheguru Bhalla Kare.


Sat Naam! Then the point came in Ardaas where there is a huge list of people's names to be read and out and how much money they have given to the Gurdwara building fund. In one word, "BORING"!! It really breaks the flow of Ardaas and it seems POINTLESS, other than boost one's EGO. So while Giani jee was say, "Sardar...... Das Pound.... Sardar...... Panj Pound..." you even get people announcing that they gave £1.25 (Savaa Pound) to the Gurdwara Building Fund. Is it necessary? Why can't someone just put the money in the Golak. Simple dimple.


So while the names were being read out I quietly did Simran of Waheguru in my mind. Then at last, the LIST OF NAMES WAS NEAR THE END. What next? "Giani jee, You got that name wrong, its Sardar........" O My God! I couldn't believe what Gurdwara Ardaas has turned into! So eventually after using the life lines of 50/50, phone a friend (or more like ask Waheguru) and ask the "Sangat", Giani jee said RIGHT NAME for the person who donated £5. Deary me.

Praise the Lord! The LIST OF NAMES had come to an end. Now came the Jaikaare (shouting the slogan of "Bole So Nihaal" (whoseover shall reply to this shall be blessed) with the reply of "Sat Sri Akaal" (True is the Immortal))! Giani jee does the first Jaikaara, and I bend down to do matha tekh. I was half way down until I realised, "Woops, I think there's going to be more than one Jaikaara." So I stood back up and hoped that I didn't stand out too much.

Another Singh does Jaikaara. Then the another Singh, followed by a UNCOMFORTABLE PAUSE. Everyone is looking at everyone is going to do the Jaikaara. At this point I am always a bit scared of the scenario that I do a Jaikaara at the same time as someone else and my Jaikaara gets drowned out! lol. Chalo, So I am about to do a Jaikaara, then I hear "MANVIR SINGH, MANVIR SINGH JAIKAARA BOLAA." Waheguru! It was so funny that there was no flow, no focus and no concentration of the Sangat in the Ardaas (including myself). So I did a Jaikaara. Then ANOTHER UNCOMFORTABLE PAUSE. O deary me! You either get TOO MANY Jaikaare or NONE AT ALL. Eventually a Singh did a Jaikaara. Thank God! Then there was ANOTHER UNCOMFORTABLE PAUSE with half people saying Fateh at that point and the other half still staning waiting to say Fateh and the Giani jee stood there for a bit (I don't know what he was thinking) and eventually said Fateh.


Hukamnaama was read and then Keertan began. Sat Naam! Keertan is happening and guess what? Ladies are talking away! And I don't mean quietly! The bibi jee doing Keertan ending up stopping and saying that she will not continue until ladies stop having loud conversations amongst themselves. There seemed to be a bit of an argument or something brewing up amongst the lady. It was really off-putting. Firstly, no FOCUS or NO CONCENTRATION in Ardaas, NOW the same for Keertan. I looked at the ladies and one of the aunty jee's ended up saying "Manvir come here." So I walked across the Darbaar and one of the aunty jee's from the group of aunty jee's who were arguing about something said, "Has the Langar and Karhah Parshaad been Kirpaan Bhet?" I was thinking "Is that what you were arguing about WHILE KEERTAN IS HAPPENING. I said yes, the Singh did it after the ardaas. Rab Da Shukar that the talking amongst the ladies quietened down, but not for long.


Generally I found my Gurdwara experience today a bit funny and amusing (not funny "ha ha", but funny "o deary me"). God help us all :)

Nice Keertan :)

I came across this keertan by Bibi Ashupreet Kaur jee and her sisters on www.EktaOne.com. Its really peaceful and soothing to listen to. Also I think it is done in accordance to the title Raag in the shabad. Its beautifully sung Keertan. The Keertan is from Jap108 Rainsbayee programme, which was held in Wolverhampton to commemorate the Shaheedi Diwas (martyrdom day) of the Chhote Sahibzaadey (young princes of Guru Gobind Singh jee) who were bricked alive at the age of 5 and 7, and Shaheedi of their elderly grandmother Mata Gujri Kaur jee.

ਸਿਮਰਨ
Simran

ਮਨ ਰੇ ਛਾਡਹੁ ਭਰਮੁ ਪ੍ਰਗਟ ਹੋਇ ਨਾਚਹੁ ਇਆ ਮਾਇਆ ਕੇ ਡਾਂਡੇ ॥
man re, chhaaddhu bharam pragatt ho-e, naachahu i-aa maa-i-aa ke daa(n)dde.
Translation:- O people, O victims of this Maya (illusionary world), abandon your doubts and dance out in the open.
(Bhagat Kabeer Jee, Raag GauRee, Ang 338)
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ਗਗਨ ਦਮਾਮਾ ਬਾਜਿਓ ਪਰਿਓ ਨੀਸਾਨੈ ਘਾਉ ॥
gagan damaamaa baaji-o, pari-o neeshaanai ghaa-o.
Translation:- The battle-drum beats in the sky of the mind; aim is taken, and the wound is inflicted.
(Bhagat Kabeer Jee, Raag Maaroo, Ang 1105)
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ਬਿਨੁ ਭਾਗਾ ਸਤਸੰਗੁ ਨ ਲਭੈ ਬਿਨੁ ਸੰਗਤਿ ਮੈਲੁ ਭਰੀਜੈ ਜੀਉ ॥੩॥
bin bhaagaa satsang na labhai, bin sangat mail bhareejai jee-o. 3
Translation:- Without good fortune, the Sat Sangat is not found; without this Sangat, people are stained with filth and pollution. 3
(Guru Raam Daas Jee, Raag Maajh, Ang 95)
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ਜਿਨਾ ਸਤਿਗੁਰੁ ਮੇਰਾ ਪਿਆਰਾ ਅਰਾਧਿਆ ਤਿਨ ਜਨ ਦੇਖਾ ਨੈਣੀ ॥
jinaa satgur meraa pi-aaraa araaDhi-aa, tin jan dekhaa nainee.
Translation:- May I behold with my eyes those who worship and adore my Beloved True Guru.
(Guru Amar Daas Jee, Raag Sorath, Ang 652)
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ਫਰੀਦਾ ਬੁਰੇ ਦਾ ਭਲਾ ਕਰਿ ਗੁਸਾ ਮਨਿ ਨ ਹਢਾਇ ॥
fareedaa bure daa bhalaa kar, gusaa man na hadhaa-e.
Fareed, answer evil with goodness; do not fill your mind with anger.
(Bhagat Fareed Jee, Ang 1381)
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Keertan by Bibi Ashupreet Kaur jee from the Akhand Kirtan Smagam held on Saturday 10th December 2005, held at Gurdwara Sri Guru Har Krishan Sahib Jee, Manchester:
Bibi Ashupreet Kaur jee - 55mins:33secs

Letter From India

Today I was pleased to see that I had a letter from India (Well usually I am pleased whenever I get a letter in the post, because I don't get that many! lol). The letter was addressed to "MANBIR SINGH." My brother had a field day and kept saying "MANBIR, MANBIR..." to me. Chalo, Rab Bhalla Kare.

On the envelope it had the sender's address on it. The letter was from Talwandi Sabo, Sri Damdama Sahib, District Bathinda. I opened the envelope and found a nice Gurpurb card in it. The card was from Granthi Nirmal Singh jee who does sewa at Takht Damdama Sahib. He had kindly written a message in the card and also sent a photo of me and his two sons from when I visited and stayed at Sri Damdama Sahib for 2 weeks.

Here's the photo (it was taken in August 2003 at Takht Sri Damdama Sahib):

Looking at the picture, my face looks a bit serious! And the same goes for the kids with me! lol. Generally, I noticed that in Panjab people become tense and put a serious face on when taking a photo (I am no exception!).


Inside the card he wished my family and I a happy Gurpurb and said that his family send their regards. I was quite impressed, because usually people you meet on holiday don't bother to keep in touch (especially in PANJAB!). Bhai Sahib Nirmal Singh sent me a card and also a letter previously as well, in which he sent a photo of himself, his kids and I. He is such a nice person, and so is his family.

I think this has inspired me to write about my travels, adventures and experiences from my trip to India and Panjab in 2003. It was an important visit, becuase it was during that period I was graced with the gift of taking Amrit and pledging my life to Guru Sahib.


So watch this space for small episodes from journey to India in 2003 :)

Forever FATEH! Always VICTORY!

Tribute to Guru Gobind Singh Jee on the 340th Prakaash Utsav (Birth Day commemoration):

'All my wishes have been fulfilled, I lack nothing. God's victory resounds through the world and all my woes have passed.'

(Soohi, M. 5 : Guru Granth Sahib jee)

Imagine how depressed you'd feel if you'd lost everything you loved:

if your father had been martyred while you were still a 9 year old child,

if your four beautiful sons all under the age of 20 had been sacrificed,

if your precious mother had left this world soon afterwards,

if your loyal devotees deserted you when you needed them most,

if you had no permanent home but were forced to live on the run from a fanatical enemy?


This was the nightmarish situation Guru Gobind Singh jee was in... but did he weep? Did he give up the fight? Did he give up his beliefs and convert to the enemy's way of life? Was he driven to drink, did he put down his sword and cut his hair so that he could have an easy life?

No, this was Guru Gobind Singh jee - the King of this world and the next. This was the master poet with the pen who wrote verses to inspire coming generations of Sikhs. This was the most powerful, muscular warrior, the master of all weapons. This was the beloved saint of Waheguru, sent into the world to protect the saints and the innocent, and to uproot the false holy men. No matter what the situation, His inner state could be described in the words of Guru Granth Sahib jee:
'All my wishes have been fulfilled, I lack nothing. God's victory resounds through the world and all my woes have passed.' (Suhi, M. 5 : Guru Granth Sahib jee)


So what did the King of Kings do when faced with such a crisis? He wrote ZafarNama - the letter of VICTORY! Guru jee seemed to have lost everything, yet wrote a letter of VICTORY! He sent it to the Moghul Emperor Aurangzeb and told the Emperor of half the globe that although he was handsome, and a great soldier - he definitely wasn't a man of God as he liked to claim. He was a tyrant who murdered innocent children (refering to the cold-blooded martyrdom of the Master's younger sons).


When we went to Agra we visted the red fort - Aurangzeb's headquarters. It was amazing to see the luxury that he lived in. However, the best bit was when we saw his throne. It was in an open outdoor court overlooking the Taj Mahal in the distance. His throne would have sat upon a 15 foot square black stone slab slightly raised from the ground. I could imagine him sitting there cross-legged looking down at his people. However, there was a giant crack all the way through the great stone and I couldn't help thinking that it was Guru Gobind Singh's mighty golden arrow that had caused it!


For it was Guru Gobind Singh jee who when told of the murder of his younger sons, dug up a weed from the ground with his gold-tipped arrow and said the Moghul Empire has been uprooted!


Guru Gobind Singh jee always had an attitude of victory. Not his own victory so he could show off how great he was but Waheguru jee's victory. Guru Gobind Singh jee said 'all battles have been won by the Grace of Waheguru'.


The Hindu's say 'Jai Mata Dee' (victory of the Mata (Mother) - Mata is a supreme goddess who manifests herself as many other goddesses). Guru Gobind Singh jee doesn't salute Mata - Guru Gobind Singh jee salutes the One Supreme Waheguru who created Mata and everything else by saying:

WAHEGURU JEE KA KHALSA, WAHEGURU JEE KI FATEH!

We always say Raj Karega Khalsa - The Khalsa will rule. One meaning of this is when you become Khalsa then by doing simran you will conquer your mind and body: This is the true victory! So do simran, claim victory for Waheguru jee in the kingdom of your mind and body. When there are millions of individuals like this then the Khalsa will truly have ruled worldwide.

Forever Fateh! Always Victory!

WAHEGURU JEE KA KHALSA, WAHEGURU JEE KI FATEH!

Article from:

http://www.bsingh.dsl.pipex.com/khalsa/gobind-p.htm#poem1

Happy Gurpurb!!

Today is the 340th Prakaash Diwas (Birth Day) of
Guru Gobind Singh jee

---Sariaa Nu Lakh Lakh Vadhaaee---

Ham eh kaaj jagat mo aae Dharam het Gurdev pathaae
I have been sent into this world by the Preceptor-Lord to propagate Dharma (righteousness).

Jahaa(n) tahaa(n) tum dharam bithaaro Dustt dokhooan pakar pachhaaro42
The Lord asked me to spread Dharma, and vanquish the tyrants and evil-minded persons. 42.
(Guru Gobind Singh Ji, Bachitar Naatak)

Dharmik Geet (Religious Panjabi songs):
Tere Chan Varga - ਤੇਰੇ ਚਨ ਵਰਗਾ
Singer: Hans Raj Hans

Mitar Piyaare Nu - ਮਿਤ੍ ਪਿਅਾਰੇ ਨੂੰ
Singer: Hans Raj Hans

Baajaa Vale Pritam Nu - ਬਾਜਾ ਵਾਲੇ ਪੀ੍ਤਮ ਨੂੰ
Singer: Surjit Bhindrakhia


Shabad Keertan:
ਮਿਤ੍ ਪਿਅਾਰੇ ਨੂੰ ਹਾਲ ਮੁਰੀਦਾ ਦਾ ਕਿਹਣਾ ॥
mitr piaare nu, haal mureedaa da kehiNaa.
Please tell the dear friend - the Lord - the plight of his disciples.
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Bhai Jasbir Singh jee Poanta Sahib wale

ਹਮ ੲੇਹ ਕਾਜ ਜਗਤ ਮੋ ਅਾੲੇ ॥
ham eih kaaj jagat mo aae
I have come into this world for this purpose.
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Bhai Jasbir Singh jee Poanta Sahib wale

Whiskey & Paath!?!?!

Yesterday, my mum & dad and I went to Derby to see some relatives. We arrived at my Mama ji's (maternal uncle's) house and sat inside in the living room. My mama ji was at work and my cousin had to quickly nip out to the doctors. So my mami jee (maternal aunt), nanny jee (grand-mother), and my mum were chilling in the kitchen. My dad and I went to sit in the living room. They had some guests at their house. The aunty jee went to the kitchen to sit with the ladies. The uncle jee was sitting in the living room when we came in.

As I came and sat on the sofa, I noticed that the uncle jee had a glass infront of him. It looked like Whiskey. I thought "eh? Isn't it early to be drinking sharaab?" The time then was 1pm in the afternoon. The more shocking thing was that he had chosen to watch the Aastha TV channel on Sky. Guess what was on? REHRAAS SAHIB from HAZOOR SAHIB! Waheguru!

I couldn't believe it! The uncle jee looked like he was born and brought up in India, I thought at least he would have enough courteousy not to drink sharaab and watch or listen to Paath at the same time. I sat feeling queezy. First of all I though "O Dear! I hand shaked the uncle and he is drinking Whiskey." So when the Chaa Paani (tea and snacks) came in, I straightaway went to the bathroom and washed my hands befor eating.


I kept wondering "Is uncle jee going to change the channel?" I felt quite disturbed by seeing the whiskey glass on the table and Rehraas Sahib on the television in the same room. Sat Naam!


To be continued...


I was thinking to myself, "He Mannaa! O Mind! If that is whiskey in the glass, then how did he get it? My mama jee (uncle) was at work. My elder cousin was at the doctors. My younger cousin was at work. So, either my nanny jee poured the glassy (which I really really doubt!! lol), or my mami jee (aunt) poured the glassy (which again I very much doubt!!) or last possibility that my bhabi jee (my cousin's wife) poured the glassy (which again was unlikely!!). So I was wondering, "eh, that's strange. Firstly its 1 o'clock in the afternoon, so early to be drinking (unless someone's a heavy alcoholic or something and drinks beer or whiskey with their ahloo wala parotaa); Secondly, who poured the glassy?? Thirdly, how could the uncle have the nerve to drink a glassy and watch rehraas sahib at the same time, considering he said that its been a long time since he has been to the gurdwara so he thought he would watch paath on the tele." Chalo, Rab Jaane (God knows!).


My dad and the uncle jee were talking amongst themselves. I got up and grabbed the tv control from the table and changed the channel (Star Plus News. lol). I was thinking fair enough I have changed the channel, but isn't it a bit risky for the uncle to be drinking and then driving back home? The uncle was casually chatting to my dad and I was discretely looking at him and watching his glass (well i hope I was DISCRETE!!)

The uncle jee would pick his glass and slowly SIP the glass. So I thought ermm, it could have been apple juice, but who SIPS APPLE JUICE!!? (Well I don't, and I assume others don't either). So I thought, "Waheguroo! Whiseky it is!"


Later on my mama jee arrives back from work. He then offers to go the pub and have a pint (before anyone is thinking... he didn't ask me to go the pub and have a pint... he asked my dad and the uncle who was their guest from Leicester). My dad said he isn't going to be drinking, so he doesn't want to go to the pub. Then SHOCK HORROR, the uncle jee says "No thanks, I have promised not touch alcohol til 31st June 2006." I thought "Waheguroo! Either he has jus made that promise today sitting here while watching Rehraas Sahib on Aastha TV channel or either he wasn't drinking sharaab!!"

I realised that the uncle jee wasn't drinking SHARAAB it was APPLE JUICE. Afterwards I was telling my dad about this. He said he was thinking the same thing and we both laughed at how we had assumed he was drinking whiskey and watching paath on the television.