ਭਾਈ ਭੁਪਿੰਦਰ ਸਿੰਘ ਜੀ (ਬ੍ਰੈਡਫੋਰਡ) ਦੀ ਕਹਾਣੀ । Story of Bhai Bhupinder Singh Ji (Bradford)

Below is an article written by Bhai Bhupinder Singh Ji from Bradford (UK) about his faith journey: 

 

I'm a British born sikh, born In a relatively Punjabi family. My parents kept my Kes (hair) until I was 16. They never really educated me on Sikhi and the reason we keep our hair. I was a proud Punjabi lad and would never let anyone outside Sikhi speak ill about my hair or faith. At the age of 16, due to hardly ever going to the Gurdwara and lack of education, I made the decision to cut my Kes. My family were very upset, yet could really do nothing about it.

For the next 5 years, I thought I really enjoyed life, having loads of friends, going out, smoking, clubbing and all the rest of it. I would come home in the early hours of every Friday and Saturday night, sleep until late, freshen up and get ready for the next night out. I hardly spent any time with my family, if I did it would be sitting on the couch, not speaking to anyone and just staring at the TV, recovering from the last night out.

My parents got sick of this behaviour and wanted me to get married, so that I would settle down. It wasn't something I really wanted to do at the age of 20. Anyway, they found a girl who I agreed to speak with. We both were attracted to each other and agreed to get married a year later.

I was getting married in August 1998 and told all my friends, "In April I will be settling down and not be having anymore late nights out." I was true to my word and settled down in April, after having my last night out on my 21st birthday. I wanted to create a fresh start with my partner.


After April, I started going to the Gurdwara every Sunday with my mother and father, as felt, I needed to practice sitting cross legged with my marriage date approaching swiftly. I could barely cross my legs and struggled to sit for 10 minutes.

After our wedding in August, we both started going to the Gurdwara regularly on Sundays. We got on really well and the relationship was growing superbly.

One Sunday, the speaker on the stage was reiterating the story of Guru Tegh Bahadur Ji (the Ninth Guru). He got to the part where Guru Gobind Rai Ji (Guru Gobind Singh Ji) at the age 9 asked, "How many Sikhs were there when my father was beheaded?" Bhai Jaitha responded, "I couldn't see any; They all looked like Hindus and Muslims, I couldn't tell the difference." Guru Gobind Rai replied, "In time, I will create such a Sikh who will stand out in thousands, he/she won't be able to hide, they will have a tall Dastaar (turban)." (This was 3 months in to my marriage).

I went home that day, looked in the mirror and thought to myself, my surname is ‘Singh’ but I don't look like one… I look like a Hindu or Muslim. I was deeply hurt. I wanted to look like a Sikh, because I was now aware of my forefathers' sacrifices. From that day, I decided to keep my hair on my head, wrapped with a turban, but I decided I would trim my beard. My wife was very upset with my decision and didn't at all agree. She said, she never married a turbaned Sikh and doesn't want me to wear a turban or grow my hair.

This was a very challenging time in our lives, there would be many arguments between us. It got worse, as I never trimmed my beard after the promise I made either. She said, she would sleep with a pair of scissors under the pillow and cut my beard, whilst I was sleeping. At the time it was quite frightening, but now we both laugh about it to this day.

I began to live life like an Amrit-dhaaree Sikh, kept all of Guru Ji's Rehat (discipline), Nitnem (daily prayers), Amrit-vela (rise early to meditate). Guru sahib was doing a lot of bakh-shish (blessings). When I look back, it's probably the best times I had spiritually. I kept doing Ardaas to Guru Sahib for Amrit (Sikh baptism) and to change Sukhy's (wife's) thinking. I was getting very thirsty for Amrit, I didn't want to lose this life after being so close. I would go to camps, Rainas-baaees, Keertans, do Sangat (company) with Gursikhs and would always try to take the Mrs with me. One family of Gursikhs and my Chacha Ji (uncle) would guide and support me daily. The 'Singh Sabha Gurdwara Bradford' family also helped greatly in my journey.

THE CHANGE!
A year passed, we had the opportunity to go to Italy with a Jatha (group) of Gursikhs (think it was year 2000). I asked Singhnee (wife) to wear a patka (head covering), I always wanted her to be adorned with Guru's fantastic roop (identity) of a Dastaar (turban). Patka was a start, she agreed. It was a four day smaagam (event). From what I can remember, I've not felt anything like it to this day. For me it was the best smaagam (event) to date. The Kertan was electrifying, sangat was awesome, so much love from the Gursikhs, I never experienced anything like it. The love seemed so genuine, there was no difference between us and the sangat, we were welcomed with open arms. This is where I learnt, Gursikh prem (love) is the most powerful love ever. I never experienced this with my sansaaree (worldly) friends.

On this trip, I was more worried about my Singhnee (wife) and hoped the trip would change her life. Then all of a sudden, out of the blue, Bhai Rama Singh Ji (an inspirational saintly figure who inspired countless people to the Guru's Path during his life) came up to both of us. He hugged us both with so much love in his eyes and said, "tusee larr-yaa na karo" ("You guys shouldn't fight"), smiled and walked away. We were shocked, thinking how did he know? Throughout this smaagam Bhai Sahib gave us so much love it was indescribable. He would always come to speak to us when we were alone, he would just stand there and keep smiling. His glass like eyes would shine in our faces, we both felt magnetically attracted to Bhai sahib, we never wanted to be separated from him, such was his aura and energy. We became very close with Bhai Sahib, until he breathed his last. He would always come to speak and sit with us in the Langar hall at Rainas-baaee and whenever we met. He was a very special and extremely beautiful soul.

This was it, the smaagam was over, we came back home, we were separated from Guru's sangat (congregation). We were both depressed, it was as though our souls had been ripped out of our bodies. We both had never experienced anything like it. The power, energy and love of Gursikh Sangat was the connecting energy to our soul. We had both realised, this is who we are, we can not be separated from Guru and their pyaaree (loving) Sangat.

That same year we both went on to be blessed with Amrit, Guru Sahib had fulfilled our dreams. It was the happiest day of our life. Guru sahib ji had accepted us and blessed us with their Rehat (spiritual-discipline) and Naam (Holy Name of God).

A few months before the Amrit Sanchaar (baptism ceremony), we wanted to visit Sri Darbaar Sahib (Amritsar) and a few inspirational Gursikhs. We were fortunate enough to visit Bhai Jeevan Singh Ji and beg him to do an Ardaas (prayer) at Sri Darbaar Sahib for us. We asked him to do the Ardaas for: "The blessings of Amrit, pooran (pure) Gursikhi Jeevan (lifestyle in accordance to the Guru), and a Naam (Name of God) and Baanee (Holy Word of the Guru) filled jeevan (life) throughout." Bhai Sahib Ji accepted and did it straight away. Gursikhs blessings (a-seesaa) are very pure in Gurmat (Gurus teachings).

FOUNDATION!
Today it seems, Sikhi has become more of an outwardly show and more about the image. I remember the time when working in a warehouse for 9 years, I met a practicing Buddhist there, he had immense love and compassion. I learnt that a human should be extremely virtuous throughout their jeevan (life), I held this teaching close to my heart, as this is what Gurbaanee teaches us too. I would continue repeating, "Become the dust of every beings feet through humility." ("Hoho sabhnaa kee renu-kaa"). If I ever saw anyone struggling with their work or in general, I would take the opportunity as Seva (service of good deeds) and try helping them. In general, I would try not to say no to any form of Seva, as I realised Seva was only blessed by Guru Ji. I would endeavour to acknowledge everyone with a smile and give all as much prem (love) as possible. This gave me a great inner feeling of contentment, as others would become very happy, through these 'not so hard to do' deeds. I would often repeat, "bahut janam bishray thay maadho, eh janam thumaare lekhay" ("O Lord! I have been separated from You for many life times, (but now) I dedicate this life only to You"). Repeating this would strengthen my will and belief in wanting to meet Vaheguru.

The Buddhist friend would meditate with so much dhiyaan (focus) throughout the day. This also raised my hopes and practice, it was as if Guru Sahib Ji sent him only for me, as he left after a few months. I understood as a Sikh I could learn from all, as long as it was in line with Gurbaanee (Gurus Teachings). I wanted to meditate with every breath,  as this was my Guru's Hukum (command). I didn't want to waste even a breath, as this would be a breath wasted in evil thought. With Guru Sahib's kirpaa (blessings) I started meditating with full concentration for 9 hours of the working day, this lasted 9 years. I would attempt to speak little. This improved my Amrit-vela and daily abhiyaas (practice) immensely. Even when doing daily house chores, brushing my teeth, eating etc I wanted to be adjoined to the love of Vaheguru's Holy Feet (holy presence), as the ras (taste) of God's Name became ecstatic and inseparable.

The warehouse job consisted of very little concentration, it was picking car parts, whilst walking down aisles, hence finding it easy to meditate. Walking Simran (meditation) became a part of my life, I would repeat 'Vahe' with left foot and 'Guroo' with my right foot forward and listen intensely with my inner ears (mind). The love of Gods Name is what I wanted most from life, hence keeping the job for so long. I wanted Guru Sahib to bless me with the drishtee (internal vision) of seeing the love of Vaheguru's Supreme Soul in every being, and wherever I may look. It has now became my only desire.

I remember when going to Rainas-baaees, we would make a conscious decision of not leaving, until Guru Sahib ji had stopped speaking to us. We would have one parshada (chapatti), with one daal (lentil) and some kheer (rice pudding), so we were not too full to sit down for a long period of time. We would go to the men's room before hand, in order that we didn't have to leave the Darbaar Sahib (Guru's court/prayer hall). Then we would make a conscious decision of sitting through the full Rainas-baaee e, with our eyes closed throughout and meditate constantly with ik mann ik chitt dhiyaan (single minded concentration), until the event was samaapath (finished). This would last for around9/10 hours. With Guru Sahib's apaar kirpaa (great blessings), the Nitnem Baaneeaa (daily prayers) and hours of meditation at Amrit-vela increased naturally and impressively through Anand (ecstasy).  I would also try to find time throughout the day for seated meditation. Naturally, when repeating one word constantly for long periods, it becomes a part of the mind, body and soul. These practices became the foundation of our jeevan (life).

Once one has done ghaalnaa (worked hard) in the early stages of their Sikhi, it becomes easier to practice throughout their jeevan (life). Guru Sahib blesses the individual and implants Naam (the Holy Name) within them forever.

Also, It's extremely important for every Gursikh to read Sehaj Paath (a complete reading of Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji in one's own time at one's own convenience) daily. Gurbaanee is a paaras (philosopher's stone) which has the kallaa (power) to transform us from being like iron to having the purity of gold.

To all those reading, I would like to say, the life of falsehood I lived, was no where near the peace, love and contentment I have received from Guru Sahib's Sangat and Sikhi in itself. Guru Sahib is the best father/friend anyone can have, he always listens and never let's us down. It's just we lose our faith very easily in him, we stop believing.

Guru Nanak Dev ji has blessed us with two beautiful children, and blessed both of them with the daat (gift) of his Keertan (singing of Gods Word), in order to bring rau-nak (constant happiness) in to our very poor home. We now feel the most wealthiest, after receiving this sweet gift.

Sikhi is a path/way of life, which needs to be experienced, until we experience it, we will not realise its worth. It's an ecstasy that guides us through life in high spirits.

Don't waste this human life. Please take steps, so Guru Sahib can shower his love and grace on all of us!

Guru Ramdas Ji says,

ਹਮਰੇ ਅਵਗੁਣ ਬਹੁਤੁ ਬਹੁਤੁ ਹੈ ਬਹੁ ਬਾਰ ਬਾਰ ਹਰਿ ਗਣਤ ਨ ਆਵੈ ॥
ham-re av-gun bahut bahut hai, bahu baar baar har ganat na aa-vai.
My fauts are so many and numerous. I have sinned so many times, over and over again. O Lord, they cannot be counted.

ਤੂੰ ਗੁਣਵੰਤਾ ਹਰਿ ਹਰਿ ਦਇਆਲੁ ਹਰਿ ਆਪੇ ਬਖਸਿ ਲੈਹਿ ਹਰਿ ਭਾਵੈ ॥
too(n) gun-vantaa har har dayaal, har aa-pe bakhash lai-eh har bhaa-vai.
O Lord! You are Merciful and the Treasure of Virtue. When it pleases You, You forgive me.

ਹਮ ਅਪਰਾਧੀ ਰਾਖੇ ਗੁਰ ਸੰਗਤੀ ਉਪਦੇਸੁ ਦੀਓ ਹਰਿ ਨਾਮੁ ਛਡਾਵੈ ॥੨॥
ham ap-raadhee raa-khe gur sang-tee, up-des dee-o har naam shhaddaa-vai. ||2||
I am a sinner, saved only by the Company of the Guru. He has bestowed the Teachings of the Lord's Name, which saves me. ||2||

Vaheguru!

Use Your Voice to Speak Up For the Farmers #FarmersProtest

#StandWithFarmers #FarmersProtest

Will you use your voice, ie. social media, writing to your local member of parliament and raising awareness with those you meet, or will you remain silent?

Now is the time to flood social media with the Voice of those being censored, with the support for those who provide the food we eat, and with the Truth about the injustice and oppression being faced by millions of people amidst fake news fuelled by people in power in India.Will you use your voice, ie. social media, writing to your local member of parliament and raising awareness with those you meet, or will you remain silent?

Now is the time to flood social media with the Voice of those being censored, with the support for those who provide the food we eat, and with the Truth about the injustice and oppression being faced by millions of people amidst fake news fuelled by people in power in India.

ਤੁਹਾਡਾ ਕੁਝ ਵੀ ਨਹੀਂ । Nothing Belongs to You...

A short story…

Jaswant died. When he realized it, he saw Vaheguru Jee (God) coming closer with a suitcase in His hand.
Vaheguru Jee said: "Alright son its time to go."

Surprised Jaswant responded: "Now? So soon? I had a lot of plans..."
"I'm sorry but its time to go."

"What do you have in that suitcase?" Jaswant asked.
Vaheguru Jee answered: "Your belongings."

"My belongings? you mean my things, my clothes, my money?"
Vaheguru Jee answered: "Those things were not yours they belonged to the earth."

"Is it my memories?" Jaswant asked.
Vaheguru Jee answered: "Those never belonged to you, they belonged to Time."

"Is it my talents?"
Vaheguru Jee answered: "Those were never yours, they belonged to the circumstances."

"Is it my friends and family?"
Vaheguru Jee answered: "I'm sorry they were never yours, they belonged to the path."

"Is it my wife and son?"
Vaheguru Jee answered: "They were never yours they belonged to your heart."

"Is it my body?"
Vaheguru Jee answered: "That was never yours it belonged to the dust."

"Is it my soul?"
Vaheguru Jee answered: "No that is mine."

Full of fear, Jaswant Singh took the suitcase from Vaheguru Jee and opened it, just to find out the suitcase was empty.

With a tear coming down his cheek Jaswant said: "I never had anything???"
Vaheguru Jee answered: "That is correct, every moment you lived were only yours. Life is just a moment a breath, a moment that belongs to you. For this reason enjoy this time while you have it. Don't let anything that you think you owned stop you from progressing in your spiritual journey of becoming one with Me and purifying this life's journey.
…Material things and everything else that you fought for-- stay here.
Your primary duty is to make a relationship with Me, to allow me to guide and inspire You to become a beautiful soul, and for You to bring My qualities into your life through Naam Simran meditation and following the wisdom and Path of the True Guru.
YOU CAN'T TAKE ANYTHING OF THIS WORLD WITH YOU!”

It's only our soul and mind purified anc cleansed through Naam meditation and Gurbani that follows you to the here after.

Live by meditating on Vaheguru's Name and in the end, the Almighty will reward you with liberation of yourself and others, and most of all a blessed place in His Presence in Sachkhand (the abode of Truth & Enligthenment).

We are born alone, we live alone, we die alone, only through our love and friendship with Vaheguru Jee (God) can we create the reality for the moment that we're not alone!

Guru Arjun Dev Ji (the Fifth Guru) says,

ਤੂ ਸਾਹਿਬੁ ਹਉ ਸੇਵਕੁ ਕੀਤਾ ॥
too saahib, hau sevak keetaa.
O Lord! You are my Master; and I am born to be Your devoted servant.

ਜੀਉ ਪਿੰਡੁ ਸਭੁ ਤੇਰਾ ਦੀਤਾ ॥
jee-o pind sabh teraa deetaa.
My soul and body are all gifts from You.

ਕਰਨ ਕਰਾਵਨ ਸਭੁ ਤੂਹੈ ਤੂਹੈ ਹੈ ਨਾਹੀ ਕਿਛੁ ਅਸਾੜਾ ॥੧॥
karan karaavan sabh too-hai too-hai, hai naahee kishh a-saaRaa. ।।1।।
O Lord! (In this world) You are the Cause of causes and the One who gives the power to living beings to act; nothing belongs to us. ।।1।।
(Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji - Raag Maaroo - Guru Arjan Dev Ji - Ang 1081)

Vaheguru!

“Bhai Manvir Singh”, “Bhai Manvir Singh”, “Bhai Manvir Singh”. “Bhai Manvir Singh UK”, “Bhai Manvir Singh UK”, “Bhai Manvir Singh UK”. “Manvir Singh Khalsa”, “Manvir Singh Khalsa”, “Manvir Singh Khalsa”. “Manvir Singh”, “Manvir Singh”, “Manvir Singh”.

Who really disrespected the Indian Flag?

 Enraged by disrespect of the India flag.... I think Hindu nationalists/RSS/BJP/extremists need to sort themselves out (including the Indian Prime Minister) before pointing fingers at civilised people protesting peacefully for humanity/food and have created an atmosphere of unity, love, safety, generosity, and compassion!

Those promoting fake news (Godhi Media) protect those who insult the India flag. Are RSS/Hindu nationalists really Indian flag lovers or do they really mean to say that they haters of anyone that doesn’t support their vision of a hate-filled India that oppresses, kills, insults, and dehumanises people of other faiths and communities.

A truthful and sincere Hindu, Muslim, Sikh, Christian etc who loves the Creator Lord would equally love Creator’s creation and all people created (irrespective of social background, religion or gender). The earth is made for all to peacefully live and prosper.

#StandWithFarmers #FarmersProtest

ਹੇ ਵਾਹਿਗੁਰੂ! ਮੈਨੂੰ ਬਚਾਓ । O Lord! Save Me...

Raag Gond – Bhagat Naam Dev Jee - Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji - Ang 874

 ਗੋਂਡ ॥
gond. ।।
Written in Raag Gond (the musical theme and emotion of achievement whilst remaining humble) by Bhagat Naam Dev Ji:

ਮੋ ਕਉ ਤਾਰਿ ਲੇ ਰਾਮਾ ਤਾਰਿ ਲੇ ॥
mo kau taar ley, raamaa taar ley.
Carry me across (this ocean of life) and save me, O Lord, carry me across.

ਮੈ ਅਜਾਨੁ ਜਨੁ ਤਰਿਬੇ ਨ ਜਾਨਉ ਬਾਪ ਬੀਠੁਲਾ ਬਾਹ ਦੇ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
mai a-jaan jan  tar-be na jaa-nau,  baap bee-Thulaa bah dey. ।।1।। rahaa-o. ।।
I am Your devotee, ignorant/unskilled like a child and do not know how to get across the world-ocean of vices and sins, i.e. to overcome temptations on my own; O my Almighty father, give Your arm and pull out Your child. ।।1।।Pause and reflect।।

ਨਰ ਤੇ ਸੁਰ ਹੋਇ ਜਾਤ ਨਿਮਖ ਮੈ ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਬੁਧਿ ਸਿਖਲਾਈ ॥
nar tey  sur ho-e  jaat nimakh mai, satgur budh sikh-laaee.
The True Guru has taught me how one can be transformed from a human being to an angel, i.e. how to be unaffected by vices and sins in the world-play.

ਨਰ ਤੇ ਉਪਜਿ ਸੁਰਗ ਕਉ ਜੀਤਿਓ ਸੋ ਅਵਖਧ ਮੈ ਪਾਈ ॥੧॥
nar te u-paj  surag kau jeet-yo, so av-khadh mai paa-ee. ।।1।।
(O Lord! Bless me that) I may receive that spiritual medicine, i.e. the method by which one having been born a human being – who is subject to temptations in this world-play, can overcome the temptations and conquer heaven (i.e. no longer desire to go to heaven as life here becomes heaven-like with the Guru’s Wisdom and blessings). ।।1।।

ਜਹਾ ਜਹਾ ਧੂਅ ਨਾਰਦੁ ਟੇਕੇ ਨੈਕੁ ਟਿਕਾਵਹੁ ਮੋਹਿ ॥
jahaa jahaa dhoo naarad Te-ke, naik Tikaa-vahu mo-he.
O Almighty, please place me in that steady state of devotion as You placed the child devotee Dhru and made the unsteady sage (wise-man) Naarad steady.

ਤੇਰੇ ਨਾਮ ਅਵਿਲੰਬਿ ਬਹੁਤੁ ਜਨ ਉਧਰੇ ਨਾਮੇ ਕੀ ਨਿਜ ਮਤਿ ਏਹ ॥੨॥੩॥
te-re naam av-lamb bahut jan udh-re, naa-me kee nij mat eh. ।।2।।3।।
Numerous people are saved by support Your Holy Name (i.e. connecting with You) this is the firm belief of every devotee. ।।2।।3।।

Installation of first ever Nishan Sahib at Banbury Gurdwara

Today Banbury Gurdwara had its first ever Nishaan Sahib installed. The Nishaan Sahib was kindly made by the Sangat of @sgssderby and very kindly installed by Bhai Amrik Singh Ji Derby with the help of local sangat - veer ji Pardeep Singh, veer ji Wahid Khan, and veer ji Lakhshdeep Singh. Thanks to everyone that Banbury Gurdwara now has a Khalsa Nishaan Sahib 🙏🏻

 

Story of Bhai Manvir Singh Ji Chaheru...

Shaheed Bhai Manvir Singh Ji Chaheru

Background

Shaheed Bhai Manvir Singh Ji Chaheru aka Iqbal Singh aka Hari Singh was born in 1959 at village Chaheru of Kapurthala District in Panjab. He was known as Hari Singh after the great Sikh General, Hari Singh Nalwa, due to his sharp mind and tactful fighting skills. His father Baba Mahinder Singh Ji was a well to do farmer and had lived in the village for generations. Bhai Manvir Singh Ji completed his primary education at his village school and at Kala Bakra, village of his maternal aunt; he completed the 10th grade and then started to assist his father in farming along with his two brothers and continued to do so for next six years.

Recieving Amrit

During these six years Bhai Manvir Singh Ji continuously used to visit his Bhua Ji (maternal aunt), Mata Niranjan Kaur Ji, at Kala Bakra village and that is where he came in contact Giani Joginder Singh Ji of Chak Raju Singh village who was a retired army officer and son-in-law of Mata Niranjan Kaur Ji. Giani Joginder Singh Ji encouraged Bhai Manvir Singh Ji to take up Amrit (Sikh initiation), and become a True Sikh of Guru Gobind Singh Ji. Bhai Manvir Singh Ji was 19 years of age when the Nirankari massacre took place in which 13 Sikhs were shot and killed on 13th April 1978. This incident left a deep mark on Bhai Manvir Singh Ji’s thoughts; he was later married with Bibi Ranjit Kaur Ji. In 1979 at Sodal Gurdwara in Jalandhar, Bhai Manvir Singh Ji along with his wife and his Chacha Ji (father’s younger brother), Bhai Karnail Singh Ji, took Amrit from the Jatha (group) of Baba Nihal Singh Harian Velan wale.

Religious Education

After recieving Amrit, Bhai Manvir Singh Ji started to attend religious classes being provided by Jatha Bhindran, a Sikh seminary group, at Gurdwara Gurdarshan Parkash, Mehta Chownk. The seminary teaches students how to read Sikh scriptures and provide education on Sikh history, values and spiritual-discipline. Whilst studying here he met Bhai Mokham Singh Ji, Bhai Gurjant Singh Ji, Bhai Prem Singh Ji and Baba Jarnail Singh Ji Bhindranwale.

Recieving Seva of the Sangat

In 1981 a police car followed his motorcycle as he left the grain market towards his home. The police car caught up to him, pulled him over and then the SSP of Jalandhar, Gur-Iqbal Singh Bhullar questioned Bhai Manvir Singh Ji on his actions and where he was going. After a heated argument Bhai Manvir Singh Ji was arrested but was released on bail by his uncle Karnail Singh who said that Bhai Manvir Singh Ji will show up at the police station the next day. After this incident Bhai Manvir Singh Ji left for Sri Harmandir Sahib (Amritsar) and met with Sant Bhindranwale. Bhai Manvir Singh Ji told Sant Ji about the police incident. Sant Ji then told Bhai Manvir Singh Ji to stay with them were he would have a duty to serve in the Langar (community kitchen). After some time Bhai Manvir Singh Ji became Sant Ji’s bodyguard. During his stay at Sri Harmandir Sahib he lived in room 53 of Guru Nanak Niwas and met many courageous and devout Sikhs who later became martyrs of the Sikh nation. Meanwhile, the police arrested his uncle Bhai Karnail Singh Ji for not bringing Bhai Manvir Singh Ji to police station as promised.

The 1984 Sikh holocaust

During the Sikh holocaust of 1984 referred to as Operation Bluestar by the Indian Army, Bhai Manvir Singh Ji was not at Sri Harmandir Sahib. Bhai Manvir Singh Ji came in contact with many other youth workers, including Bhai Harjinder Singh Jinda, like him who was hurt by the Indian Government for attacking Sri Harmandir Sahib. In 1986 Bhai Manvir Singh Ji and Bhai Balbir Singh Ji Raipur planned to release General Labh Singh and Swarnjit Singh from the illegally detained by then corrupt police authorities. Bhai Manvir Singh Ji was successful in freeing General Labh Singh, Swarnjit Singh and Gurinder Singh Bhola.

Arrest

During this time Bhai Manvir Singh Ji also came in contact with a retired army officer, Major Baldev Singh Ghuman, at Sri Harmandir Sahib and Mehta Chowk. Major Baldev Singh Ghuman was also deeply saddened by the government orchestrated massacre of Sikhs and wanted to do something to improve the dire situation of human rights and the freedom of Sikhs in Panjab. Bhai Manvir Singh Ji and Bhai Baldev Singh Ghuman Ji became good friends and they both respected and trusted each other. During 1986 Baldev Singh Ghuman Ji became the middle man and united freedom-fighter groups. One person had turned into an informant for the authorities and orchestrated a meeting Bhai Baldev Singh Ji’s house where Bhai Manvir Singh Ji was also invited. Following on from this, on 8th August 1986 Bhai Manvir Singh Ji was arrested by the police at the residence of Major Baldev Singh Ghuman Ji in Jalandhar. The Police also arrested Major Baldev Singh Ghuman Ji, and Bhai Charanjit Singh Ji. The raid was conducted by DSP Sawarn Singh “Ghotna”, a well renowned ‘butcher’ police officer who had committed numerous war crimes against humanity. After Bhai Manvir Singh Ji’s arrest General Labh Singh Ji took over the command of the resistance movement group.

Martyrdom

Bhai Manvir Singh Ji Chaheru was kept in various jails in Panjab and later moved to a jail in Bihar in East India. Bhai Manvir Singh Ji always stayed in Chardi Kala (forever high spirits) during his time in jal and would continuously read Sri Japji Sahib and constantly pray that one day he would be able to give his life for the Sikh faith. In December 1987 the police announced that Bhai Manvir Singh Ji had escaped from police custody whilst they were transporting him back to Panjab from Bihar. However, the reality was that the police had concontted the story to cover up the fact that they had killed him. Bhai Manvir Singh Ji's body was thrown by the police into Beas River. In Chandigarh the Chief of Panjab Police, J.F. Rebeiro, told news reporters that they don’t need to worry as "Manvir Singh will not come back."

Today Shaheed Bhai Manvir Singh Ji’s mother and brother live in Leicester, UK.

The above information was given by the family of Shaheed Bhai Manvir Singh Ji Chaheru that is posted on the Internet.

ਨਵੀਂ ਕਿਤਾਬ ਦੀ ਰਿਲੀਜ਼ । New book release

With Satguru Ji's Grace, this month the book "The Sikh Rehat Maryada (Sikh Code of Conduct): History, Guiding Principles and a Contextual Translation" was released. This was my first book. This was a project which took 10 years, which included collecting information, researching, analysing and writing. Bhai Parmvir Singh from Khalsa Foundation gave me the encouragement to get this project into a book format. Thank you to all the Gursikhs that helped with me with the project.

The book launch and information about the book has been covered in the below links:

• https://www.sikhnet.com/news/book-launch-bhai-manvir-singh-uk-releases-his-first-book-%E2%80%93-sikh-way-life-light-gurbani
• https://www.sikh24.com/2020/12/08/bhai-manvir-singh-congratulated-for-publishing-historical-sikh-research-for-the-new-generation/
• https://www.khalsafoundation.org/bhai-manvir-singh-khalsa-sikh-rehat-maryada/

To purchase the book please visit www.khalsashop.com. If anyone from outside the UK wishes to purchase the book, you need to email info@khalsashop.com and they will arrange it for you.

ਜਾਨੀ ਸੰਤ ਕੀ ਮਿਤ੍ਰਾਈ । "I made Friends with a Saint"

Prof Uday Singh Ji & Bhai Sahib Randhir Singh Ji

Author: Late Prof. Uday Singh Ji

On page 898 of Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji there is a line which translates, “I made friends with a saint.” (jaanee sant kee mitraa-ee) I was lucky to have made friends with Bhai Sahib Randhir Singh and to have had his darshan (sight) for 15 years.

The impression of his life on mine is indelible. My parents lived in Jalandhar where they had their own house. I received all my education up to second year in College in Jalandhar. After that however, in March 1944, much against their wishes, I migrated over to Khalsa College, Amritsar. There, suddenly I had many class-mates from villages of Ludhiana, among them the late Mirgind Singh son of the late Giani Nahar Singh, publisher of Bhai Sahib’s books. These students often talked of Bhai Sahib. Giani Puran Singh, at that time the Superintendent of Patiala Hostel, a student-residence where I was putting up, promised to find for me the time when, and place where, I could see Bhai Sahib. In October 1945 I read Bhai Sahib’s ‘Jail Letters’ in my maternal uncle’s house in New Delhi. This was a remarkable work. But more remarkable was the hero of that book, who was also its author.

I became impatient to see him. In the summer of 1946 I was staying with my elder brother in Ferozpur, where Giani Puran Singh came to see us and told me that I could see Bhai Sahib at the house of his son, Sirdar Balbir Singh, in Civil Lines, Ludhiana. There, in July 1946, I say Bhai Sahib for the first time. At that time he didn’t yet look very old. He was broad-shouldered, well-built and of medium height. His forehead was broad, his nose flat and his face very serene. Guru Gobind Singh says “The Khalsa is my own image”. My first impression of Bhai Sahib was that he was indeed Guru’s own image. From this time on, I stayed at his feet for ever. I now know why I moved to Khalsa College, Amritsar, inspite of my parents’ objections. It was to see Bhai Sahib, which, very likely, I would not have, otherwise. No doubt, my destiny then propelled me in his direction.

From August 8, 1946 to end of June 1947 I was employed in the ICAR in New Delhi. That position I resigned on July 1st to prepare for the then freshly instituted competitive exam for recruitment to the Indian Administrative Services. On July 2nd, I took the Bombay Express train from Delhi to Jalandhar. On the way I got off at Ludhiana and went to see Bhai Sahib. When walking to his house I told myself that I had already resigned my job and that therefore I had nothing else to do except prepare for the IAS exam. Moreover the mind was not ready not to compete for this exam, because I was certain I will pass it. So I decided not to ask Bhai Sahib if or if not I should sit for this exam. In this time I reached his house (the famous, Model Town, Ludhiana). There, as I sat before him, the first thing he asked me was, what I was doing. I got caught. Of course I said I will soon sit for the IAS exam. Quick he said “Don’t. You will lose you inclination for Naam and Bani. What will you do with all this worldly education? Let it go.” ਭਾਈ ਸਾਹਿਬ ਦੇ ਬੋਲ ਸਨ: ਨਾਮ ਬਾਨੀ ਦੀ ਰੁਚੀ ਖੋ ਬੈਠੇਂਗਾ | ਛੱਡ ਪੜਾ ਪੜਾਈਆਂ। ਕੀ ਲੈਣਾ ਹੈ? His remarks were always pithy and pointed. I could feel the sting of his words. There it was. He was trying to stop me. I was not willing. The rest of the story is short.

I wrote the IAS exam three times in 1948, 1949 and 1950 and duly failed all three times. In the process I accumulated heavy debts. I realized, only too late, that the Saint’s words could not have gone in vain. He did his duty towards me. Only I failed in mine. From this episode however, I can certainly conclude that a saint can change one’s fate and future. If I were to have accepted Bhai Sahib’s advice, I could have saved three best years of my youth, and instead of failing the exams, could have succeeded in acquiring Naam and Bani. How very blessed that would have been.

During these years I rarely missed his Kirtan Smaagams, but he never ever asked me how I was doing in my exams. After repeated failures in these exams, my future was indeed bleak. My date of birth as wrongly entered in my matriculation certificate made me 25 in October 1950 and that, in twin, made me overage for any more trials. Nor indeed did I want to try again. I had had enough of it. But what will I do? I was only B.A. then. So in September 1950 I joined M.A. (mathematics) as a student. Bhai Sahib’s Vaisakhi Smaagam in April 1951 was held in Amritsar. I went there as I entered the Pandal (congregational area) upstairs, I still remember, the line they were then singing was this: ਕਿਸ ਹੀ ਕੋਈ ਕੋਇ ਮੰਞੁ ਨਿਮਾਣੀ ਇਕੁ ਤੂ ॥ kis hee ko-ee ko-e, manjh nimaanee ek too. (“Some people have others, but I am forlorn and dishonoured; I have only You, Lord.”)

After the night-long Kirtan, I had to come away early the following morning. Before I left, Bhai Sahib told me that he and his Jatha will follow me the same day by the flying train. At its arrival time, I again went to Jalandhar railway station to see him in the train. It was about 2 pm and the date must be April 15, 1951. I was happy to see him again. But I wasn’t aware what was going to happen. He said, “What became of the exam you wanted to write?” My answer was, “I tried again and again but failed every time. I have now become overage for it. So I will have to reborn to pass it.” Quickly he said a line by Bhagat Kabir, ਬਹੁਰਿ ਹਮ ਕਾਹੇ ਆਵਹਿਗੇ ॥ bahur hum kaahe aavehi-gay (“I will not come back again”). Years later, in December 1976, in Toronto, when I asked Bhai Jeevan Singh (himself Bhai Sahib’s lifelong companion) what this meant, he said “what it says.” I leapt for joy. Thus ended sequence of my IAS failures in a blessing from Bhai Sahib.

The month was February or November and the year 1951 or 1953. The place was Khurdpur (in Jalandhar district). I went to hear Bhai Sahib’s Kirtan. There he was, sitting in the centre of the Sangat, clad in his usual blue, singing divine Kirtan, his face beaming with inner joy. After the Kirtan, we moved next door (in the girl’s school, where he was staying). That day I was alone with him several hours. When I said, “Poetry should be like Guru Arjan’s”, He corrected me saying, “It is Gurbani, not poetry.” Continuing, I said, “Life should be like yours”, meaning that I would like my life to become like his. He said: “It will be in a while yet.” Soon it was time to leave. I asked his permission. He said, “I will see you off”, and together we moved out of the room into the compound of the school. There we stood face to face, when he held me in his arms what a beautiful new feeling I had all over my body. And of for the taste in my throat, I have no words for this sensation, because I haven’t had it before or since. Many times later Bhai Sahib and I have embraced each other, but that feeling of unbearable pleasure never returned.

In September 1954, Bhai Sahib preformed an Akhand Paath and Kirtan in Sardar Hardial Singh’s house (on Ladowali Road, Jalandhar). My son, Kirpal Singh, then three and I went to see Bhai Sahib and stayed with him most of that day. We were sitting in the yard, while the Akhand Paath was going on, inside the house. Suddenly Bhai Sahib asked me to run to hear a line that was shortly about to come in the reading of Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji, and which, he said was for me. I ran in and did hear something, but now I forgot what it was. Later that afternoon, he asked me to get a rickshaw so we could go out for some fresh air. When the rickshaw puller came, I handed Kirpal and my bicycle to him. I sat Bhai Sahib on the rickshaw and started pedalling it myself. We went clear out of town and stopped at the government sugarcane farm.

Parking the rickshaw by an irrigation ditch, I went to the nearby tube-well, leaving Bhai Sahib alone for a short walk in the fields. Soon he came back to the well. Meanwhile I forgot all about Kirpal. In our absence, he started pushing at the rickshaw and, before long, had it upside down in the ditch. That was easy. But how to get the thing back on its wheels? When Bhai Sahib and I came back on the scene, the little boy, still struggling to pull the bicycle out of the ditch, was sweating all over. His clothes were soiled and his hands and feet were muddied. Seeing this Bhai Sahib said to Kirpal, “Watch before you mess your own life like that.” His exact words I forget but the meaning was just about this. From that day on, I had a vague feeling that something bad will happen to Kirpal sometime.

Today with the benefit of hindsight, I can comprehend the message of the one line in the Holy Granth, which, Bhai Sahib said, was for me and which I did hear but then forgot. Very likely that line cautioned me against being too desperately attached to the boy, or for that matter, to other worldly possessions. But since I did not pay attention to the message, Bhai Sahib decided to take me out alone and to repeat the warning in particular reference to the boy.

In June 1955 I passed my M.A. exam. The following one year was my blackest. I had a family, two sons, responsibilities, debts, a first class Master’s degree, but no job. I knew grinding poverty. I made applications all over India, also, some abroad. Finally in July 1956, Khalsa College, Mahilpur, hired me as a lecturer in Mathematics. Bhai Sahib once said to me, “You are good at mathematics”. He used the Persian word “Taq” to say this. To this I attribute my modest success in the line of Mathematics. All these years, Bhai Sahib kept asking me to take Amrit but I kept postponing. In May 1957, I received a post card from him, which, though, was scribed and signed for him by somebody else, and in which he asked my wife and I to come prepared to take Amrit and the time of Shaheedi Gurpurb in Ludhiana (in June). In a post script he said my wife was going to bear my fruit, and so the Amrit Smaagam was arranged only for our sake (before the baby’s arrival that is). We became aware of our secret only after reading his post card, which I still have. It is dated May 25, 1957. We took Amrit in June 1957. Our only daughter was born on November 20, 1957.

In a letter dated March 4, 1960, University of Notre Dame, Indiana, USA, approved my status as graduate student and teaching assistant to do advanced work in Mathematics. I wanted to go. But not without asking Bhai Sahib. In 1947 he dissuaded me from taking the IAS exam. I disobeyed him and suffered. I didn’t want that to happen to me again. I settled with that if he didn’t want me to go, I wouldn’t. in this frame of mind, when I asked his permission, he said, “Go do good to others and come back” ਭਾਈ ਸਾਹਿਬ ਦੇ ਬਚਨ ਸਨ: ਜਾਉ, ਪਰਉਪਕਾਰ ਕਰੋ, ਮੁੜ ਕੇ ਆਉ। Subsequently however, when I was refused my visa on medical grounds, in July 1960, I came back to him worried. At that time he had difficulty speaking. But seeing me he said, “Why are you still here? Haven’t you gone?” My question was answered. I realized I will go. But (in the excitement) I forgot to ask him if my family could accompany me, for how long could I stay abroad, when will I see him again. This was my last Darshan (sight) of him. After that I never saw him except in my dreams. I arrived in the states early in September 1960. There in a letter from my wife I learnt that the Saint who had guided and helped me so much, to whom I owed so much and even foretold me my future, had expired in April 1961. I had always desired to go back to India to cling to his feet, but that was not to be.

My present University hired me from September 1961 and my wife and four children joined me in Canada in May 1963.

In September 1970 I sent Kirpal, then 19, to the University of Calgary, as a student. He failed his year there, because, as I learnt later, he started chasing girls. So I asked him to come to my university the following school year. He did come home in the summer months, but didn’t listen to my advice and returned to Calgary. I refused to support him there. Over the telephone and in letters, he became very rude. In a very nasty letter in October 1971, he told me he cut his hair. This was a shock to me. Three months later he said he wanted to marry a German girl, which was another shock to me. Finally I wrote him a long letter in February 1972. In this I told him for the first time what Bhai Sahib said to him 17 years ago in the sugarcane farm in Jalandhar. I said that I was there afraid for him. I also tried to dissuade him from marrying the non-Sikh girl. I pleaded before him to re-grow his hair and to come back home. With trembling hands I remember, I also wrote that if he would not re-grow his hair, and for as long as he would not, our relation as father and son would stand terminated. He never replied to that letter.

In April 1972, at the time of Vaisakhi celebration in Windsor, I learned from my younger brother that Kirpal had made his girl pregnant and that the two had secured an abortion. This news tasted to me like death. In June 1972, he married her. This marriage destroyed what little hope I had of regaining him. There was not contact left between us, even though I gave him to understand (through my brother) that I would recognize their marriage if they both came back into Sikhi. Once or twice in these years, he did phone his mother. He also tried to get a common friend to intervene. I had the impression that he wanted to come back and kept waiting for him.

In September 1974, one day when I came back home, I met a tall non-Sikh white girl and a taller coloured boy standing in front of my house. The boy tried to fight back his nervousness and the girl tried to force out a smile. I asked them in but before they stepped in, my other son Dayaal told me that they were Kirpal and Peggy. He was still shaven. For that and for what I heard. I was angry with them. He was angry with me. I asked him, “Who are you?” Peggy said, “He is your son, Kirpal.” I said to him, “Re-grow your hair and then come back.” They both left, Kirpal still yelling at me. That was the last time I saw him.

I now regret I didn’t then sit with him and talk things over. His coming back was an indication that he was willing to change. The young lady likely would also have accepted some change. If only Kirpal were to come back in Sikh form. But how could that be? He had to mess his life. The Saint’s words had been said long ago.

Bau Mal Singh Ji (right)

Meanwhile I had decided that Canada was not the country for our teenage children. So I sent my family to India to live. This was the summer of 1974 and 1975. In May 1975 I also went to India. In late July that year, my wife and I, and our youngest son Kirat, went to Kumar-hatti in Shimla hills where Bhai Sahib used to stay for summer. Babu-ji Mall Singh (himself a saint and companion of Bhai Sahib for over 50 years) also joined us there. Every time he talked to my wife, he told her to not let me return to Canada alone. I told him in Canada my children were in danger of becoming Christians and that therefore I wouldn’t take them back with me. He still insisted that my wife would accompany me. He even told her to go on fast, or to sit a Dharna (protest) in my way, to stop me from returning to Canada without her. I started wondering why Babu-ji said this again and again.

We left Kumar-hatti on August 6 and Babu-ji saw us off at the bus stop, still insisting that my wife accompany me to Canada. On September 4, while I alone was leaving home for Canada, my wife reminded me of what Babu-ji said so many times. I reached my home in Canada on September 5. A month later, on October 6th evening, my brother phoned me from the states that earlier that day, a little after 5 in the morning, Kirpal had been killed in a car accident near Medicine Hall in Alberta. I then realized the reason for Babu-ji’s insistence. I immediately wired my wife. She arrived on October 12. We cremated Kirpal’s body on October 14, 1975. He was little over 24 at the time of his death.

I offered last Ardas for Kirpal’s soul. Thought of his long separation from us before death made me cry. Sobbing in the Sangat before Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji, I said, “His death does not pain me. His sins do.” I undertook to become responsible for his sins as if I had done them. But asked that he be pardoned. I even asked the Guru to transfer to him (Kirpal) whatever little spiritual attainment I had been blessed with. Of course I remembered Bhai Sahib during the prayer and asked for his help to save Kirpal, his mother, and me. From the Guru, I asked assurance of Kirpal’s protection in specific words which I actually spelled out. I asked to be assured, and in exactly these words, that Kirpal’s sins had been washed, that the messenger of death would not inflict pain on him, that the Guru would hold him by his finger to see him through difficult passages and that he would be in peace hereafter.

In tears all the time, I felt relieved at the conclusion of Ardaas when I said that if he were to be reborn I would be happy to welcome him back into my family line. At this we read a Shabad from Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji. A miracle happened. Everybody present witnessed it. The Shabad soothed me by saying exactly what I wanted said, and in exactly the words in which I had asked it said. In joy I threw my arms in the air, because I had no doubt that Kirpal had been pardoned. The Shabad was the last on Ang 895 of the Holy Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji. Bhai Gurdev Singh read it for us. It is as follows:

ਰਾਮਕਲੀ ਮਹਲਾ ੫ ॥
raamkalee mahalaa panjvaa ||
Raamkalee, Fifth Nanak:

ਦੁਲਭ ਦੇਹ ਸਵਾਰਿ ॥ ਜਾਹਿ ਨ ਦਰਗਹ ਹਾਰਿ ॥
dulabh deh savaar || jaa-eh na dargeh haar ||
Make this human life fruitful (worthwhile), which is obtained with great difficulty. You shall not go as a loser when you go to the Lord's Court.

ਹਲਤਿ ਪਲਤਿ ਤੁਧੁ ਹੋਇ ਵਡਿਆਈ ॥ ਅੰਤ ਕੀ ਬੇਲਾ ਲਏ ਛਡਾਈ ॥੧॥
halat palat tudh ho-e vaddi-aaee || ant kee belaa le-ay chhaddaa-ee ||1||
In this world and the next, you shall obtain honour and glory. At the very last moment, He will save you. ||1||

ਰਾਮ ਕੇ ਗੁਨ ਗਾਉ ॥ ਹਲਤੁ ਪਲਤੁ ਹੋਹਿ ਦੋਵੈ ਸੁਹੇਲੇ ਅਚਰਜ ਪੁਰਖੁ ਧਿਆਉ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
raam kay gun gaa-o || halat palat ho-eh do-vai suhelay a-charaj purakh dhiaa-o ||1|| rahaa-o ||
Sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord.  Meditate on the wondrous Lord God, as this will make you happy and at peace in both this world and the next. ||1||Pause and reflect|| 

 

ਊਠਤ ਬੈਠਤ ਹਰਿ ਜਾਪੁ ॥ ਬਿਨਸੈ ਸਗਲ ਸੰਤਾਪੁ ॥

oo-that bai-that har jaap || bin-sai sagal santaap ||
While standing up and sitting down, meditate on the Lord,  and all your troubles shall depart.

ਬੈਰੀ ਸਭਿ ਹੋਵਹਿ ਮੀਤ ॥ ਨਿਰਮਲੁ ਤੇਰਾ ਹੋਵੈ ਚੀਤ ॥੨॥

bai-ree sabh ho-vehi meet || nir-mal teraa ho-vai cheet ||2||

All your enemies will become friends. Your consciousness shall be become stain-free and pure. ||2|| 

 

ਸਭ ਤੇ ਊਤਮ ਇਹੁ ਕਰਮੁ ॥ ਸਗਲ ਧਰਮ ਮਹਿ ਸ੍ਰੇਸਟ ਧਰਮੁ ॥

sabh tay oo-tam e-hu karam || sagal dharam meh srestt dharam ||

This is the most excellent of all deeds. Of all faiths, this is the most beautiful and excellent faith. 

 

ਹਰਿ ਸਿਮਰਨਿ ਤੇਰਾ ਹੋਇ ਉਧਾਰੁ ॥ ਜਨਮ ਜਨਮ ਕਾ ਉਤਰੈ ਭਾਰੁ ॥੩॥

har simaran teraa hoi udhaar || janam janam kaa utarai bhaar ||3||

Meditating in remembrance on the Lord, you shall be saved. You shall be rid of the burden of countless lives. ||3|| 

 

ਪੂਰਨ ਤੇਰੀ ਹੋਵੈ ਆਸ ॥ ਜਮ ਕੀ ਕਟੀਐ ਤੇਰੀ ਫਾਸ ॥

pooran teree ho-vai aas || gur kaa up-des sunee-jai ||

Your hopes shall be fulfilled, jam kee kattee-ai teree faas || and the noose of the Messenger of Death will (also) be cut away. 

 

ਗੁਰ ਕਾ ਉਪਦੇਸੁ ਸੁਨੀਜੈ ॥ ਨਾਨਕ ਸੁਖਿ ਸਹਜਿ ਸਮੀਜੈ ॥੪॥੩੦॥੪੧॥
gur ka updesh sunee-jai || naanak sukh sehaj samee-jai ||4||30||41||

So listen to the Guru's Teachings. Nanak (Guru says -) (this way) you shall be absorbed in spiritual peace. ||4||30||41||

On hearing this Shabad my pain stopped and healing started. Babu-ji wrote me a very moving letter. In this he clearly said that Kirpal will be reborn in my family line. Subsequently he even discussed it with me and my wife. He didn’t say when. Will Kirpal be reborn as my grandson? Or as what? He didn’t say that either. But with my experience of Bhai Sahib and Babu-ji’s earlier predictions, I do not doubt that this one will also come true. I am waiting for Kirpal. I treasure in my heart many more of Bhai Sahib’s sayings. Some of these I can’t say in English.

In another one, he said such a big thing about such a small man, that I hesitate to disclose it. It is about me. But happen, it will too, no doubt about that. His words, “Do good to others”, said to me on my eve of departure to America, led to my involvement in Gurdwara work in Sudbury and Toronto. But inclusion of detail of such involvement in this article will make it too long, I am afraid. Bhai Sahib had miraculous powers. He could read minds and foretell futures. His words always came true. By his magical powers, he could changes one’s future. He could even alter the course of nature.

Once, during his Kirtan in Narangwal, rain started. The Sangat started moving for cover. The heavenly bliss coming from Kirtan was thus interrupted. At that time the line they were singing was ਕਿਛੁ ਹਾਥਿ ਕਿਸੈ ਦੈ ਕਿਛੁ ਨਾਹੀ… kichh haath kissai dai kichh naahee (“We have nothing, i.e. no power, in our hands…") At this he lifted his hand and in a loud voice he said ਇਸ ਮੇਘਲੇ ਦੇ ਹੱਥ ਭੀ ਕੁਛ ਨਹੀਂ (This rain also has nothing in its hands, i.e. has no power!) Soon the rain stopped and his Kirtan continued. His Kirtan would usually last for well over twenty four hours, sometimes over thirty-six. All these hours he would sit there, sometimes motionless for hours. In his company ordinary men and women turned into singers of Gurbani, and he collected hundreds such around him, because many singing birds alighted on his Kirtan-Sarovar (lake of singing divine-praises).

A school teacher (I think Tarlok Singh was his name) used to sing a long Shabad in Sarang Raag, ਸਭ ਦੇਖੀਐ ਅਨਭੈ ਕਾ ਦਾਤਾ ॥ sabh day-kheeai an-bhai ka daataa (“See the Giver of fearlessness in all”) and the Sangat would be spell-bound. Bhai Jeevan Singh who sang Kirtan for Bhai Sahib for a quarter century is still doing it. A young lady used to sing a Shabad, ਮੋਹਿ ਲਾਗਤੀ ਤਾਲਾਬੇਲੀ ॥ mohi laagtee taalaa-baylee (“I am restless and unhappy”). Twice I heard her sing it. But only twice. It was blissful. A boy of ten used to sit and sing all night.

Bhai Sahib did not like the show off of musicians. He sang Gurbani in straight tunes. He revived the disappearing Sikh tradition of night long Kirtan. His Rainas-baaee Kirtan always started with the Shabad headed “Din Rain” on Ang 136 of Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji. As Kirtan progressed, the voice of singers became croaky but more sharp, till, around early morning, the Kirtan seemed coming from heaven, and became unbearably sweet.

ਗੁਰਬਾਣੀ ਵਿੱਚ 'ਘਰੁ' ਦਾ ਮਤਲਬ । What does "Ghar" mean in Gurbani?

The word "Ghar" is written in the title (Sirlekh) of Shabads (sacred hymns) written in Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji. "Ghar" literally means "house". In the context of Gurbani "Ghar" means "the rules of the house" (i.e. rule of reading or singing the particular Shabad).

To understand the "Ghar", the rules of the house, i.e the rules relating to singing or reading the Shabad, numbers have been given. For example 1, 2, 3 etc. 

The below line is "Ghar 1", which means it can be read straight without any break/comma:
ਕਰਿ ਬੰਦੇ ਤੂ ਬੰਦਗੀ ਜਿਚਰੁ ਘਟ ਮਹਿ ਸਾਹੁ॥
kar band-e too bandgee jichar ghat meh saahu. (Ang 724)

The below line is in "Ghar 2", which means the line needs to be read in two parts:
ਹਮ ਭੀਖਕ ਭੇਖਾਰੀ ਤੇਰੇ;  ਤੂ ਨਿਜਪਤਿ ਹੈ ਦਾਤਾ॥
ham bheekhak bhekhaaree tere;  too nij-pat hai daataa. (Ang 666)

The below line is in "Ghar 3", which means the line needs to be read in three parts:
ਜਹ ਹਰਿ ਸਿਮਰਨੁ ਭਇਆ;  ਤਹ ਉਪਾਧਿ ਗਤੁ ਕੀਨੀ;  ਵਡਭਾਗੀ ਹਰਿ ਜਪਨਾ॥
jeh har simran bheyaa;  teh upaad gat keenee;  vad-bhaagee har japnaa. (Ang 670)

The below line is in "Ghar 4", which means the line needs to be read in four parts:
ਊਚਨ ਊਚਾ;  ਬੀਚੁਨ ਖੀਚਾ;  ਹਉ ਤੇਰਾ;  ਤੂੰ ਮੋਰਾ॥
oochan oocha;  beechan kheechaa;  hau teraa;  too meraa. (Ang 821)

In reference to the above rule, there can only be a maximum of 8 Ghars one particular line.

However, "Ghar" can also means the total number of words in one verse of a Shabad. Read more about this on: https://www.theworldsikhnews.com/guru-granth-sahib-ghar/

Source: "Ghar Da Vidhaan" book, authored by Dr Charan Kamal Singh

Banbury Sikhs protest in solidarity with farmers in India...

 

Great to see our local newspaper has covered the farmer protest that is taking place in India and across the globe. I would urge everyone who supports this protest to contact their local media outlets and spread the awareness.

Read full article: https://www.banburyguardian.co.uk/news/people/banbury-sikhs-join-scores-protesters-london-over-exploitation-farmers-3062469

Question: Is it important to be able to read Gurmukhi (Punjabi script)?

SIKHI QUESTION AND ANSWER 

Question: Is it important to be able to read Gurmukhi (Punjabi script)? 

Answer: The main reason for learning to speak Punjabi and to be able to read Gurmukhi (the Punjabi script) is so that we can build a relationship with our Guru and get a better grasp of the deeper meanings and context of Gurbani (scripture). Our Guru is the ‘Shabad Guru’, i.e. the Holy Word of God. In order to be able to best experience its power and energy, we need to be able to pronounce it correctly. To understand and learn from Gurbani (scripture) it is best if one reads it themselves and tries to understand it, rather than solely relying on the personal interpretations, translations and experiences of others (which all have limitations!). 

When we hear the stories of the amazing Sikhs in our history who were brave, courageous, and full spiritual strength, we have to realise that this is only possible through reading Gurbani (scripture) and Naam Simran (meditation upon God). What better motivation to learn Gurmukhi and start the journey to have conversations and learn from the Shabad-Guru. 

It is never too late to learn! There are Sikhs of different colours and ethnic backgrounds who are not linked to Punjab, but they have learnt Gurmukhi and Punjabi and are able to fluently read Gurbani and do Keertan (sing sacred hymns). Anything can be achieved with the right intention, motivation and effort. However, seriously reflect on your children and future generation by making Gurbani and Gurmukhi a priority in their lives at an early age. It is important we spiritually invest in our children from when they are born.

Question: I have been living with my partner for some years but not had an Anand Karaj. Should I get an Anand Karaj done?

 SIKHI QUESTION AND ANSWER

Question: I have been in a serious relationship with my partner for some years. We live together and I feel blessed to have her. We never had a religious wedding or a civil wedding. I have rediscovered my faith now and feel I am progressing in my Sikhi. My question is that should I now have an Anand Kaaraj (Sikh wedding ceremony) with my partner? 

Answer: A lot of parents of children who are already in a relationship with someone, want them to have Anand Kaaraj because (1) “what will relatives say?”, (2) “it will look nice!”, (3) “it’s embarrassing otherwise” etc. These are not the reasons that Guru Sahib gave us the Anand Kaaraj.

The Anand Kaaraj ceremony is a very important ceremony, which is not a ritual but seeking approval of Guru Sahib to be husband and wife, and whereby husband wife not only commit to one another, but also commit to God that they will lead a spiritual life together and follow the instructions of the Guru. However, unfortunately, the majority of the Punjabi community, starting from our elders, have lost the true essence and meaning of Anand Kaaraj! 

 

It would make no sense for someone who has built a house without Council permission to later on think that “Shall we get approval for this house built without a license?” One would only ask approval from the Council, if one was prepared to have the house demolished, and then rebuilt in accordance to the rules and regulations of the Council. In the same way, it would not make sense to seek approval and permission from Guru Ji to start a relationship of husband and wife, when a man and woman are already living like husband and wife.

Instead, the best option would be when you both take Amrit (baptism). The Panj Pyaare (Five Chosen Sikhs that conduct the ceremony) will ask everyone whether they have had their relationships sanctified in accordance to Guru’s Maryada (Way) by having an Anand Kaaraj. When you tell them that you are partners but haven’t had an Anand Kaaraj ceremony, the Panj Pyaare will either arrange for you to have one during the Amrit Sanchaar (baptism ceremony) or straight after it in the presence of all the Sangat (congregation).

Taking Amrit (baptism), is like demolishing an illegally built dwelling, i.e. demolishing one’s thinking and ego, and then letting the Guru rebuild a beautiful house of married life in accordance to the rules and regulations of God, just like the Council would give approval for a new house after demolishing the illegal building first. Following and living in accordance to these rules and regulations then leads to a spiritually happy and satisfied life.

Until you both take Amrit (baptism), work together to bring spirituality into your lives. Learn about Sikhi together, do Simran (meditation) and read Gurbani (scripture) together, keep Sangat (company) of godly souls that bring you closer to Guru Ji and do Seva (selfless service) at the Gurdwara, of your parents and of the community. This will give you a good foundation for when you both take Amrit and have Anand Kaaraj in accordance to Guru’s Maryada (Way).

ਦੋ ਸਿੱਖਾਂ ਦੀ ਕਹਾਣੀ ਜੋ ਝੂਠ ਬੋਲਣਾ ਬੰਦ ਨਹੀਂ ਕਰ ਸਕਦੇ ਸਨ । Story of two Sikhs who couldn't stop lying...

Bhai Puriya Ji and Bhai Choohar Ji were Chaudhary (headmen of a small area) by profession and came to the refuge of the Fifth Sikh Guru, Guru Arjan Dev Ji. Their profession was such that they could not avoid lying and doing other such sinful practices including corruption.

They came to the Darbaar (court) of Guru Ji and truthfully pleaded, “O Satguru Ji (True Guru), since we are Chaudharies (headmen) we lie a lot… how can we attain salvation?”

Guru Ji replied, “You will have to stop lying if you want to be saved.”

They honestly replied, “Dear Great Guru, we are Chaudharies (headmen) by profession and it is impossible for us to carry on with our profession without lying.”

Guru Ji is extremely compassionate and kind. Guru Ji could have denied them Sikhi but Guru Sahib is always merciful. Guru Ji lovingly said, “If you can't stop lying then continue your normal day only after waking up Amrit-vela (the last part of the night before sunrise) and doing Naam Simran (meditation), and listening to Gurbani (scripture) for about 2 hours (4-5 ghariya) with love. Then at night, write all your sinful activities on a piece of paper. Every month they would come to the Darbaar (court of the Guru) for darshan (audience) and bring along your account of sinful activities that you have done whilst doing your daytime job.”

The Chaudharies (headmen) happily obeyed the hukam (order). They started getting up at Amrit-vela (early hours before sunrise) to do Naam Abhyaas (the spiritual practice of repeating the Name of the Lord). Later on they would listen to the recitation of Gurbani (scripture) for about 2 hours. During the night, they would write all of their sinful activities, such as lying, doing corruption etc. Then every month they would go to the Darbaar (court) of Guru Sahib and read out all their sins there.

The amazing transformative power (Paaras-Kalaa) of Gurbani (scripture) never fails. Whoever listens to Gurbani (scripture) and Naam (the Name of God) with love and devotion gets their heart and intelligence cleaned. These Chaudharies (headmen) were no exception to this. They felt extreme remorse and embarrassment when they read out their sins to Guru Sahib. They started getting fearful of sinning. They had the following options:

1) Continue to sin and write all sinful activities. They read them out to Guru Sahib once a month.

2) Since they felt embarrassed, they could have continued their sinful activities but not write all of them on paper.

3) Stop sinning and thus save themselves from the embarrassment they felt when reading out their sins to Guru Sahib.

They of course chose the last option i.e. to stop lying and doing corruption. At first, they reduced their sinful activity to a bare minimum. They only lied when they could not avoid but slowly they totally gave up lying. It took them 6 months to reach this state.

Their tendency towards Dharam (righteousness) increased and their sinful activities stopped. This way they attained salvation. Scholar-saint Bhai Gurdas Ji has written about them as follows:

paree-aa choo-harr chau-dharee, pai-rraa dargah daataa bhaaraa.
“Bhai Puriya, Chaudhari Choohar, Bhai Paira and Bhai Durga Daas are known for their charitable nature.”
(Bhai Gurdas Ji, Vaar 11: Pauri 18)

REFLECTION: May Guru Sahib erase our sinful tendencies and enable us to chant the Name of the Lord and derive pleasure (rass) from it. If you struggle getting rid of the darkness of your life (i.e. bad habits and ways), then walk towards the light (the Guru). The more you add light in your life through reading Gurbani (scripture), Simran (meditation), and reading books on the lives of the Gurus and great Sikhs in history, you will find that after some time, the darkness would have gone. Dhan Guru Arjan Dev Ji Maharaaj! (Great is the Divine King, Guru Arjan Dev Ji)