Why www.srigranth.org is my favorite?

I was just reading today's hukumnama at www.srigranth.org, and just noticed that every Gurmukhi word is highlighted and if you click on the word, it takes you to the dictionary meaning of the word. I am not a software techie, but can not even imagine the hard work and dedication that would have gone into creating such a useful task. And, providing it free to sangat! Waheguru!

Check out the hukumnama from the Guru Granth Sahib that will make your day. And, don't forget to thank www.srigranth.org for this seva.


ਅਨਿਕ ਭਗਤ ਅਨਿਕ ਜਨ ਤਾਰੇ ਸਿਮਰਹਿ ਅਨਿਕ ਮੁਨੀ ॥
अनिक भगत अनिक जन तारे सिमरहि अनिक मुनी ॥
anik bhagat anik jan taaray simrahi anik munee.
You have saved so many devotees, so many humble servants; so many silent sages contemplate You.


ਅੰਧੁਲੇ ਟਿਕ ਨਿਰਧਨ ਧਨੁ ਪਾਇਓ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਨਾਨਕ ਅਨਿਕ ਗੁਨੀ ॥੨॥੨॥੧੨੭॥
अंधुले टिक निरधन धनु पाइओ प्रभ नानक अनिक गुनी ॥२॥२॥१२७॥
anDhulay tik nirDhan Dhan paa-i-o parabh naanak anik gunee. ||2||2||127||
The support of the blind, the wealth of the poor; Nanak has found God, of endless virtues. ||2||2||127||


ਰਾਗੁ ਬਿਲਾਵਲੁ ਮਹਲਾ ੫ ਘਰੁ ੧੩ ਪੜਤਾਲ
रागु बिलावलु महला ५ घरु १३ पड़ताल
raag bilaaval mehlaa 5 ghar 13 parh-taal
Raag Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl, Thirteenth House, Partaal:


ੴ ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਪ੍ਰਸਾਦਿ ॥
ੴ सतिगुर प्रसादि ॥
ik-oNkaar satgur parsaad.
One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:


ਮੋਹਨ ਨੀਦ ਨ ਆਵੈ ਹਾਵੈ ਹਾਰ ਕਜਰ ਬਸਤ੍ਰ ਅਭਰਨ ਕੀਨੇ ॥
मोहन नीद न आवै हावै हार कजर बसत्र अभरन कीने ॥
mohan need na aavai haavai haar kajar bastar abhran keenay.
O Enticing Lord, I cannot sleep; I sigh. I am adorned with necklaces, gowns, ornaments and make-up.


ਉਡੀਨੀ ਉਡੀਨੀ ਉਡੀਨੀ ॥
उडीनी उडीनी उडीनी ॥
udeenee udeenee udeenee.
I am sad, sad and depressed.


ਕਬ ਘਰਿ ਆਵੈ ਰੀ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
कब घरि आवै री ॥१॥ रहाउ ॥
kab ghar aavai ree. ||1|| rahaa-o.
When will You come home? ||1||Pause||


ਸਰਨਿ ਸੁਹਾਗਨਿ ਚਰਨ ਸੀਸੁ ਧਰਿ ॥
सरनि सुहागनि चरन सीसु धरि ॥
saran suhaagan charan sees Dhar.
I seek the Sanctuary of the happy soul-brides; I place my head upon their feet.


ਲਾਲਨੁ ਮੋਹਿ ਮਿਲਾਵਹੁ ॥
लालनु मोहि मिलावहु ॥
laalan mohi milaavhu.
Unite me with my Beloved.


ਕਬ ਘਰਿ ਆਵੈ ਰੀ ॥੧॥
कब घरि आवै री ॥१॥
kab ghar aavai ree. ||1||
When will He come to my home? ||1||


ਸੁਨਹੁ ਸਹੇਰੀ ਮਿਲਨ ਬਾਤ ਕਹਉ ਸਗਰੋ ਅਹੰ ਮਿਟਾਵਹੁ ਤਉ ਘਰ ਹੀ ਲਾਲਨੁ ਪਾਵਹੁ ॥
सुनहु सहेरी मिलन बात कहउ सगरो अहं मिटावहु तउ घर ही लालनु पावहु ॥
sunhu sahayree milan baat kaha-o sagro ahaN mitaavhu ta-o ghar hee laalan paavhu.
Listen, my companions: tell me how to meet Him. Eradicate all egotism, and then you shall find your Beloved Lord within the home of your heart.


ਤਬ ਰਸ ਮੰਗਲ ਗੁਨ ਗਾਵਹੁ ॥
तब रस मंगल गुन गावहु ॥
tab ras mangal gun gaavhu.
Then, in delight, you shall sing the songs of joy and praise.


ਆਨਦ ਰੂਪ ਧਿਆਵਹੁ ॥
आनद रूप धिआवहु ॥
aanad roop Dhi-aavahu.
Meditate on the Lord, the embodiment of bliss.


ਨਾਨਕੁ ਦੁਆਰੈ ਆਇਓ ॥
नानकु दुआरै आइओ ॥
naanak du-aarai aa-i-o.
O Nanak, I came to the Lord's Door,


ਤਉ ਮੈ ਲਾਲਨੁ ਪਾਇਓ ਰੀ ॥੨॥
तउ मै लालनु पाइओ री ॥२॥
ta-o mai laalan paa-i-o ree. ||2||
and then, I found my Beloved. ||2||


ਮੋਹਨ ਰੂਪੁ ਦਿਖਾਵੈ ॥
मोहन रूपु दिखावै ॥
mohan roop dikhaavai.
The Enticing Lord has revealed His form to me,


ਅਬ ਮੋਹਿ ਨੀਦ ਸੁਹਾਵੈ ॥
अब मोहि नीद सुहावै ॥
ab mohi need suhaavai.
and now, sleep seems sweet to me.


ਸਭ ਮੇਰੀ ਤਿਖਾ ਬੁਝਾਨੀ ॥
सभ मेरी तिखा बुझानी ॥
sabh mayree tikhaa bujhaanee.
My thirst is totally quenched,


ਅਬ ਮੈ ਸਹਜਿ ਸਮਾਨੀ ॥
अब मै सहजि समानी ॥
ab mai sahj samaanee.
and now, I am absorbed in celestial bliss.


ਮੀਠੀ ਪਿਰਹਿ ਕਹਾਨੀ ॥
मीठी पिरहि कहानी ॥
meethee pireh kahaanee.
How sweet is the story of my Husband Lord.


ਮੋਹਨੁ ਲਾਲਨੁ ਪਾਇਓ ਰੀ ॥ ਰਹਾਉ ਦੂਜਾ ॥੧॥੧੨੮॥
मोहनु लालनु पाइओ री ॥ रहाउ दूजा ॥१॥१२८॥
mohan laalan paa-i-o ree. rahaa-o doojaa. ||1||128||
I have found my Beloved, Enticing Lord. ||Second Pause||1||128||


ਬਿਲਾਵਲੁ ਮਹਲਾ ੫ ॥
बिलावलु महला ५ ॥
bilaaval mehlaa 5.
Bilaaval, Fifth Mehl:


ਮੋਰੀ ਅਹੰ ਜਾਇ ਦਰਸਨ ਪਾਵਤ ਹੇ ॥
मोरी अहं जाइ दरसन पावत हे ॥
moree ahaN jaa-ay darsan paavat hay.
My ego is gone; I have obtained the Blessed Vision of the Lord's Darshan.


ਰਾਚਹੁ ਨਾਥ ਹੀ ਸਹਾਈ ਸੰਤਨਾ ॥
राचहु नाथ ही सहाई संतना ॥
raachahu naath hee sahaa-ee santnaa.
I am absorbed in my Lord and Master, the help and support of the Saints.


ਅਬ ਚਰਨ ਗਹੇ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
अब चरन गहे ॥१॥ रहाउ ॥
ab charan gahay. ||1|| rahaa-o.
Now, I hold tight to His Feet. ||1||Pause||


ਆਹੇ ਮਨ ਅਵਰੁ ਨ ਭਾਵੈ ਚਰਨਾਵੈ ਚਰਨਾਵੈ ਉਲਝਿਓ ਅਲਿ ਮਕਰੰਦ ਕਮਲ ਜਿਉ ॥
आहे मन अवरु न भावै चरनावै चरनावै उलझिओ अलि मकरंद कमल जिउ ॥
aahay man avar na bhaavai charnaavai charnaavai uljhi-o al makrand kamal ji-o.
My mind longs for Him, and does not love any other. I am totally absorbed, in love with His Lotus Feet, like the bumble bee attached to the honey of the lotus flower.


ਅਨ ਰਸ ਨਹੀ ਚਾਹੈ ਏਕੈ ਹਰਿ ਲਾਹੈ ॥੧॥
अन रस नही चाहै एकै हरि लाहै ॥१॥
an ras nahee chaahai aikai har laahai. ||1||
I do not desire any other taste; I seek only the One Lord. ||1||


ਅਨ ਤੇ ਟੂਟੀਐ ਰਿਖ ਤੇ ਛੂਟੀਐ ॥
अन ते टूटीऐ रिख ते छूटीऐ ॥
an tay tootee-ai rikh tay chhootee-ai.
I have broken away from the others, and I have been released from the Messenger of Death.


ਮਨ ਹਰਿ ਰਸ ਘੂਟੀਐ ਸੰਗਿ ਸਾਧੂ ਉਲਟੀਐ ॥
मन हरि रस घूटीऐ संगि साधू उलटीऐ ॥
man har ras ghootee-ai sang saaDhoo ultee-ai.
O mind, drink in the subtle essence of the Lord; join the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, and turn away from the world.


ਅਨ ਨਾਹੀ ਨਾਹੀ ਰੇ ॥
अन नाही नाही रे ॥
an naahee naahee ray.
There is no other, none other than the Lord.


ਨਾਨਕ ਪ੍ਰੀਤਿ ਚਰਨ ਚਰਨ ਹੇ ॥੨॥੨॥੧੨੯॥
नानक प्रीति चरन चरन हे ॥२॥२॥१२९॥
naanak pareet charan charan hay. ||2||2||129||
O Nanak, love the Feet, the Feet of the Lord. ||2||2||129||


ਰਾਗੁ ਬਿਲਾਵਲੁ ਮਹਲਾ ੯ ਦੁਪਦੇ
रागु बिलावलु महला ९ दुपदे
raag bilaaval mehlaa 9 dupday
Raag Bilaaval, Ninth Mehl, Du-Padas:


ੴ ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਪ੍ਰਸਾਦਿ ॥
ੴ सतिगुर प्रसादि ॥
ik-oNkaar satgur parsaad.
One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:


ਦੁਖ ਹਰਤਾ ਹਰਿ ਨਾਮੁ ਪਛਾਨੋ ॥
दुख हरता हरि नामु पछानो ॥
dukh hartaa har naam pachhaano.
The Name of the Lord is the Dispeller of sorrow - realize this.


ਅਜਾਮਲੁ ਗਨਿਕਾ ਜਿਹ ਸਿਮਰਤ ਮੁਕਤ ਭਏ ਜੀਅ ਜਾਨੋ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
अजामलु गनिका जिह सिमरत मुकत भए जीअ जानो ॥१॥ रहाउ ॥
ajaamal ganikaa jih simrat mukat bha-ay jee-a jaano. ||1|| rahaa-o.
Remembering Him in meditation, even Ajaamal the robber and Ganikaa the prostitute were liberated; let your soul know this. ||1||Pause||


ਗਜ ਕੀ ਤ੍ਰਾਸ ਮਿਟੀ ਛਿਨਹੂ ਮਹਿ ਜਬ ਹੀ ਰਾਮੁ ਬਖਾਨੋ ॥
गज की त्रास मिटी छिनहू महि जब ही रामु बखानो ॥
gaj kee taraas mitee chhinhoo meh jab hee raam bakhaano.
The elephant's fear was taken away in an instant, as soon as he chanted the Lord's Name.


ਨਾਰਦ ਕਹਤ ਸੁਨਤ ਧ੍ਰੂਅ ਬਾਰਿਕ ਭਜਨ ਮਾਹਿ ਲਪਟਾਨੋ ॥੧॥
नारद कहत सुनत ध्रूअ बारिक भजन माहि लपटानो ॥१॥
naarad kahat sunat Dharoo-a baarik bhajan maahi laptaano. ||1||
Listening to Naarad's teachings, the child Dhroo was absorbed in deep meditation. ||1||


ਅਚਲ ਅਮਰ ਨਿਰਭੈ ਪਦੁ ਪਾਇਓ ਜਗਤ ਜਾਹਿ ਹੈਰਾਨੋ ॥
अचल अमर निरभै पदु पाइओ जगत जाहि हैरानो ॥
achal amar nirbhai pad paa-i-o jagat jaahi hairaano.
He obtained the immovable, eternal state of fearlessness, and all the world was amazed.


ਨਾਨਕ ਕਹਤ ਭਗਤ ਰਛਕ ਹਰਿ ਨਿਕਟਿ ਤਾਹਿ ਤੁਮ ਮਾਨੋ ॥੨॥੧॥
नानक कहत भगत रछक हरि निकटि ताहि तुम मानो ॥२॥१॥
naanak kahat bhagat rachhak har nikat taahi tum maano. ||2||1||
Says Nanak, the Lord is the Saving Grace and the Protector of His devotees; believe it - He is close to you. ||2||1||


ਬਿਲਾਵਲੁ ਮਹਲਾ ੯ ॥
बिलावलु महला ९ ॥
bilaaval mehlaa 9.
Bilaaval, Ninth Mehl:


ਹਰਿ ਕੇ ਨਾਮ ਬਿਨਾ ਦੁਖੁ ਪਾਵੈ ॥
हरि के नाम बिना दुखु पावै ॥
har kay naam binaa dukh paavai.
Without the Name of the Lord, you shall only find pain.


ਭਗਤਿ ਬਿਨਾ ਸਹਸਾ ਨਹ ਚੂਕੈ ਗੁਰੁ ਇਹੁ ਭੇਦੁ ਬਤਾਵੈ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
भगति बिना सहसा नह चूकै गुरु इहु भेदु बतावै ॥१॥ रहाउ ॥
bhagat binaa sahsaa nah chookai gur ih bhayd bataavai. ||1|| rahaa-o.
Without devotional worship, doubt is not dispelled; the Guru has revealed this secret. ||1||Pause||


ਕਹਾ ਭਇਓ ਤੀਰਥ ਬ੍ਰਤ ਕੀਏ ਰਾਮ ਸਰਨਿ ਨਹੀ ਆਵੈ ॥
कहा भइओ तीरथ ब्रत कीए राम सरनि नही आवै ॥
kahaa bha-i-o tirath barat kee-ay raam saran nahee aavai.
Of what use are sacred shrines of pilgrimage, if one does not enter the Sanctuary of the Lord?

Sikhs! The Steering Masters of India

Here is an interesting perspective on Sikhs being the steering masters of India. I had heard of Sikhs being the fighters of darkness, but this is a new one for me! It does make perfect sense though. Its in the last paragraph of the article.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sikhism_in_India

Sweet Hukumnama!

Today's Sweet Hukum! Please check out the larivaar format on the link site! It seems difficult to read at first, but I think can be mastered with a lot of patience and practice. Also check out the write up on history and printing changes made to this format. I say, let us bring back the Larrivar format as Guru had orginally uttered and intended the divine word to be.

Interpretation in English :



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RAAMKALEE FIFTH MEHL
My self-conceit has been eliminated from my body.
The Will of God is dear to me.
Whatever He does seems sweet to my mind.
And then these eyes behold the wondrous Lord.
|| 1 ||
Now I have become wise and my demons are gone.
My thirst is quenched and my attachment is dispelled.
The Perfect Guru has instructed me.
|| 1 ||
Pause || In His Mercy the Guru has kept me under His protection.
The Guru has attached me to the Lord’s Feet.
When the mind is totally held in check one sees the Guru and the Supreme Lord God as one and the same.
|| 2 ||
Whoever You have created I am his slave.
My God dwells in all.
I have no enemies no adversaries.
I walk arm in arm like brothers with all.
|| 3 ||
One whom the Guru the Lord blesses with peace does not suffer in pain any longer.
He Himself cherishes all.
Nanak is imbued with the love of the Lord of the World.
|| 4 || 5 || 16 ||
(This HukamNama occurs on Ang: 887 of Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji.)

False Pride and Prejudice!

False Pride and Prejudice!

Here is an interesting post I found on the false pride and prejudice of elite in India who think if they speak English, dress western, eat western that some how they are better and smarter than the rest of the Indians. If a country can not value the real merit of its people regardless of gender, religion, caste, race and lacks compassion towards other human beings, how can it be called developing. It seems like India is going backwards. I wonder why everybody has been able to rule and conquor Hindu India in the past, because it is full of people with false prides and prejudices. Even many Sikhs that act like Hindus would fall into this category where they honor caste bias, gender bias, believe in astrologers, drink, smoke, cheat, lie and all. I guess it is all maya and as humans there is no easy escape from all this, otherwise there would be no need for Gurus and God.


THIRD EYE Barkha Dutt

June 24, 2006

One of the most awkward — and yet, strangely compelling — things about
journalism is that sometimes, your work makes you hold a mirror to
your own life. This past week, a quiet, but determined, 16-year-old
became an unexpected reflection of my education.

I have always believed that my school and college years were the first
architects of my personality; like every middle-class Indian, I take
pride in where I studied and what I was taught. And yet, the gentle
idealism of this young girl made me pause to wonder: had my public
school education been shamefully elitist?

At first, the story seemed straightforward enough. Garima Godara, a
CBSE topper, with an astonishing 97.6 per cent, had taken the entrance
exam for Delhi Public School, Dwarka, the school closest to her
village. The daughter of a police constable who earned less than Rs
6,000 per month, the school's fees would have been a problem. But the
family was undeterred; perhaps there would be a scholarship or a loan;
surely the school would be keen to admit the girl who had topped the
national capital's merit list. Garima's proud father had spent months
battling the entrenched patriarchy of his peers, fending off nosy
neighbours who gossiped about why she didn't spend enough time in the
kitchen. Now, he was even more determined to give his daughter the
best education her marks could buy.

This could have been the story of New India and its emerging,
self-made middle-class; a proud milestone for a country that dares to
dream.

Instead, here's what happened: DPS turned her down. Her results were
good, it conceded. But marks aren't everything, said the school
principal to NDTV, and besides, her English was poor, and just didn't
cut the grade.

Later, listening to Garima in the studio, it was hard not to feel
both angry and moved. Angry because of the obvious injustice: not only
was she as bright as her results indicated, there was nothing about
her spoken English that suggested that she would have been unable to
keep pace with the syllabus. Yes, she spoke with a regional accent
that some would consider insufficiently sophisticated. But there was
no doubt that she could not only follow a complex argument, she could
also make herself understood to any English speaker.

But it was her calm that was almost heart-breaking; a quiet courage
that belied her teen years. It was almost as if we were more outraged
and indignant than she was. During the course of the programme, a
principal from a well-known school in Dehradun called in, offering her
admission and a scholarship; others promised to get DPS to change its
mind. But betraying only the slightest sense of hurt, she said firmly
that her aim now was to show DPS that she would do better than any of
its students. She had already got herself admitted to another school
and DPS could, quite simply, take a walk.

As she spoke, viewers clearly shared my anger. The online poll showed
that 90 per cent of viewers believed that the English language exerted
a disproportionate influence over the education system.

Yet, were we all being hypocritical and dishonest? This time it was
DPS under the microscope, but were any of us any different?

Let's say, she continued to do outstandingly well in school. The next
stage would be college. I pictured her trying to take the entrance
interview at my old college, Delhi's St. Stephen's. Would she get in?
And even if she made the cut, how would other students react to her
presence? Would they admire her for her academic brilliance? Or would
they snigger at her accent, titter each time she made a grammatical
error and then, melt away, leaving her alone to find her own friends?

Garima's story is a metaphor for India's twisted tryst with the future.

I learnt after the programme was over — and it is significant that
neither she nor her parents brought this up themselves — that she is
an OBC.

For some months now, as the debate over reservation has raged,
opponents of the quotas have made the same point again and again: we
should be a society where merit matters. It's a compelling argument,
and one that I have personally supported.

But what do the anti-quota street fighters have to say now? Here's a
girl who competed in the mainstream, her own DAV pitched against the
trendier, richer, big names. But her merit was swallowed up by
prejudice.

Is it any wonder then that supporters of reservation believe that the
system is stacked against them, and that merit is a con-word used by
upper-caste tricksters?

Her story is also a scathing comment on the class divide in India. It
is fashionable for marketeers and economists to talk about the
burgeoning middle-class. Each day a new figure is conjured up to
demonstrate the size of the Indian market, and the clout of the new
middle-class; is it 250 million this week or has it already reached
300 million? We embrace these statistics, because we like the idea of
India as this century's favourite financial destination. We feel
flattered when Time magazine puts our country on its cover, and we
talk glibly, especially to foreigners, of social mobility and how the
gap between the rich and poor is closing; we argue that India's
tomorrow is being built by its industrious and enterprising
middle-class, and we feel like the future is unfolding, right here and
right now.

But here's what we never admit. We're just the worst sorts of snobs.

The social mobility of the last decade has meant that the new
middle-class does not consist of people like us. Instead, it is made
up of people like Garima, who we still find excuses to exclude; we
sneer at their lack of Westernised sophistication; make fun of their
accents; and we try and ensure that our children have nothing to do
with theirs.

Finally, Garima's story exposes India's paradoxical relationship with
the English language. Nobody in the world speaks English like us. We
have our own idioms, our own words and our own accents.

We pretend to love our own English and brag about how it is India's
great selling point; the reason we dominate the global outsourcing
business. But, of course, deep down we know that our English is not
the English that the West really wants. And so, each time we talk to
Britons or Americans, we subtly alter our diction and inflection. When
we set up our call centres, we drop the subtlety entirely and start
accent classes to teach our young people to abandon the speech
patterns of our own society and to migrate to a virtual, linguistic,
middle America, where they become impersonators of people they will
never meet and never know.

But within India, we still treat our own English as the great social
decider. We laugh at regional accents, smirk at those who make
grammatical errors and feel most at home with those who talk like us.
Everyone else belongs on the other side of the English divide. And as
it turns out, the other side of the class and caste divide as well.

Maybe we cling so tightly to this tiny community because secretly we
are just insecure. Outside of our little bubble, India is changing.
Every major institution in recent times — Parliament, the bureaucracy,
the military, our colleges and schools — is being forced to rewrite
the rules. A new breed of Indians, who no longer look towards the
West for self-affirmation, is making its presence felt. We like to
call this a decline in quality. But actually, it's the rest of India
waiting to get in.

How long are we going to keep the gates shut?

Taken from
http://backwardpeople.blogspot.com/2006/06/english-divide.html

ਕਈ ਜਨਮ ਭਏ ਕੀਟ ਪਤੰਗਾ ॥

ਕਈ ਜਨਮ ਭਏ ਕੀਟ ਪਤੰਗਾ ॥
ਗਉੜੀ ਗੁਆਰੇਰੀ ਮਹਲਾ ੫ ॥
गउड़ी गुआरेरी महला ५ ॥
ga-orhee gu-aarayree mehlaa 5.
Gauree Gwaarayree, Fifth Mehl:

ਕਈ ਜਨਮ ਭਏ ਕੀਟ ਪਤੰਗਾ ॥
कई जनम भए कीट पतंगा ॥
ka-ee janam bha-ay keet patangaa.
In so many incarnations, you were a worm and an insect;

ਕਈ ਜਨਮ ਗਜ ਮੀਨ ਕੁਰੰਗਾ ॥
कई जनम गज मीन कुरंगा ॥
ka-ee janam gaj meen kurangaa.
in so many incarnations, you were an elephant, a fish and a deer.

ਕਈ ਜਨਮ ਪੰਖੀ ਸਰਪ ਹੋਇਓ ॥
कई जनम पंखी सरप होइओ ॥
ka-ee janam pankhee sarap ho-i-o.
In so many incarnations, you were a bird and a snake.

ਕਈ ਜਨਮ ਹੈਵਰ ਬ੍ਰਿਖ ਜੋਇਓ ॥੧॥
कई जनम हैवर ब्रिख जोइओ ॥१॥
ka-ee janam haivar barikh jo-i-o. ||1||
In so many incarnations, you were yoked as an ox and a horse. ||1||

ਮਿਲੁ ਜਗਦੀਸ ਮਿਲਨ ਕੀ ਬਰੀਆ ॥
मिलु जगदीस मिलन की बरीआ ॥
mil jagdees milan kee baree-aa.
Meet the Lord of the Universe - now is the time to meet Him.

ਚਿਰੰਕਾਲ ਇਹ ਦੇਹ ਸੰਜਰੀਆ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
चिरंकाल इह देह संजरीआ ॥१॥ रहाउ ॥
chirankaal ih dayh sanjaree-aa. ||1|| rahaa-o.
After so very long, this human body was fashioned for you. ||1||Pause||

ਕਈ ਜਨਮ ਸੈਲ ਗਿਰਿ ਕਰਿਆ ॥
कई जनम सैल गिरि करिआ ॥
ka-ee janam sail gir kari-aa.
In so many incarnations, you were rocks and mountains;

ਕਈ ਜਨਮ ਗਰਭ ਹਿਰਿ ਖਰਿਆ ॥
कई जनम गरभ हिरि खरिआ ॥
ka-ee janam garabh hir khari-aa.
in so many incarnations, you were aborted in the womb;

ਕਈ ਜਨਮ ਸਾਖ ਕਰਿ ਉਪਾਇਆ ॥
कई जनम साख करि उपाइआ ॥
ka-ee janam saakh kar upaa-i-aa.
in so many incarnations, you developed branches and leaves;

ਲਖ ਚਉਰਾਸੀਹ ਜੋਨਿ ਭ੍ਰਮਾਇਆ ॥੨॥
लख चउरासीह जोनि भ्रमाइआ ॥२॥
lakh cha-oraaseeh jon bharmaa-i-aa. ||2||
you wandered through 8.4 million incarnations. ||2||

ਸਾਧਸੰਗਿ ਭਇਓ ਜਨਮੁ ਪਰਾਪਤਿ ॥
साधसंगि भइओ जनमु परापति ॥
saaDhsang bha-i-o janam paraapat.
Through the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, you obtained this human life.

ਕਰਿ ਸੇਵਾ ਭਜੁ ਹਰਿ ਹਰਿ ਗੁਰਮਤਿ ॥
करि सेवा भजु हरि हरि गुरमति ॥
kar sayvaa bhaj har har gurmat.
Do seva - selfless service; follow the Guru's Teachings, and vibrate the Lord's Name, Har, Har.

ਤਿਆਗਿ ਮਾਨੁ ਝੂਠੁ ਅਭਿਮਾਨੁ ॥
तिआगि मानु झूठु अभिमानु ॥
ti-aag maan jhooth abhimaan.
Abandon pride, falsehood and arrogance.

ਜੀਵਤ ਮਰਹਿ ਦਰਗਹ ਪਰਵਾਨੁ ॥੩॥
जीवत मरहि दरगह परवानु ॥३॥
jeevat mareh dargeh parvaan. ||3||
Remain dead while yet alive, and you shall be welcomed in the Court of the Lord. ||3||

ਜੋ ਕਿਛੁ ਹੋਆ ਸੁ ਤੁਝ ਤੇ ਹੋਗੁ ॥
जो किछु होआ सु तुझ ते होगु ॥
jo kichh ho-aa so tujh tay hog.
Whatever has been, and whatever shall be, comes from You, Lord.

ਅਵਰੁ ਨ ਦੂਜਾ ਕਰਣੈ ਜੋਗੁ ॥
अवरु न दूजा करणै जोगु ॥
avar na doojaa karnai jog.
No one else can do anything at all.

ਤਾ ਮਿਲੀਐ ਜਾ ਲੈਹਿ ਮਿਲਾਇ ॥
ता मिलीऐ जा लैहि मिलाइ ॥
taa milee-ai jaa laihi milaa-ay.
We are united with You, when You unite us with Yourself.

ਕਹੁ ਨਾਨਕ ਹਰਿ ਹਰਿ ਗੁਣ ਗਾਇ ॥੪॥੩॥੭੨॥
कहु नानक हरि हरि गुण गाइ ॥४॥३॥७२॥
kaho naanak har har gun gaa-ay. ||4||3||72||
Says Nanak, sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord, Har, Har. ||4||3||72||

Gurbani cures cancer!

"It is mazing how Guru and God works! Below is an inspiring story!"


When recitation of Gurbani cured me of deadly cancer, I experienced God.

If God is with me, who can be against me ?

Not even the deadliest disease of cancer can take my life away and that is exactly the divinely inspiring message of the truly miraculous story of my victorious battle against bone
cancer which was medically diagnosed to be multiple myloma.

It was the continuous recitation of Gurbani that not only cured me of bone cancer that had already destroyed most of my bones in my skeleton, but also shattered my will to live. The blessings of Guru Granth Sahib not only triggered and accelerated the processes of complete and total cure in my body, but the Guru also enabled me to experience God. This also inspired me to pursue Nam therapy to totally and permanently get rid of otherwise fatal bone cancer.

Can Shabad-Kirtan and faithful recitation of Sri Guru Granth Sahib save me from fatal clutches of cancer?

Can such a miracle happen?

These were the posers that repeatedly crossed my mind and also dominated my dreams. Initially, I dismissed such ideas and being a science researcher with American educational background, I did not even believe in the existence of god. I have always been taught by my American scientists, teachers and professors that our life and the universe are governed by the irrefutable and irreversible laws of science and that God was nothing but a 'concept' or an illusion invented by timid and non-scientific minds. Hence, I have never been to any place of worship and also never prayed. But not anymore.

It was April 27th 2002 when three different teams of oncologists and hematologists from Mumbai, Surat and Ahmedabad presented me with the unanimous medical investigation reports based on their repeatedly unanimous findings, they passed their judgment with one voice that my life is going to end in a few days as the deadly cancer called multiple myloma has ruined most of my bones that are functionally vital for my survival. On April 29th , I had completed three and half years of painful life as a terminally bed-ridden cancer patient. I was slowly dying of cancer. The bony structures of my right ear had been eaten away by bone cancer that gave me total deafness in my right ear. Repeated audio graphs done by several E.N.T. surgeons proved beyond doubt that the decibel loss was irreversible and so immense that Dr. A.B.R. Desai in Mumbai, who is reputed to be the final authority on E.N.T. ailments, told me that there was something very tragically wrong with the bones in my right year and after trying several treatments, Dr. Desai told me that he has no medicine for my ailment and that I will never be able to hear with my right ear. The reputed E.N.T. surgeon Dr. Farida Wadia of civil hospital was of the opinion that if the loss of hearing in the right year was not due to nerve deafness and was really a symptomatic manifestation of some un-diagnosed ailment then the hearing will return after that un-diagnosed ailment is cured. Is she blessed with 6th, 7th and 8th sense? I guess say so because that is exactly how the events ran their course.

Dr. Farida Wadia was also using her imagination like telescope in time and exactly predicting things which were yet to come. Later, it was Dr. Kiran Shah, the senior most reputed oncologist hematologist in Surat who himself performed bone marrow analysis and gave me the shocking news that I am not only suffering from bone cancer called multiple myloma but the cancer has already destroyed much my vital bones. As per his advise, electrophoresis of the blood and MRI - [ magnetic resonance imaging ] - of brain and skull as well as Citi Scan were also done at Mahavir General Hospital which confirmed beyond doubt that I am slowly but surely dying of bone cancer. I had been loosing appetite and had developed dislike for food. [anorexia nervosa] in between, I had also suffered from tumor on the right side of my head which gave me excruciating headache and giddiness. I lost orientation and would fall after walking for 30 seconds. As soon as cancer was diagnosed, I was immediately admitted to government civil hospital and six chemotherapy sessions were administered – one every 28th day. This further destroyed my appetite and all the hair on my head and body were gone. I suffered these agonies for more than three and half years when on April 27th 2002, three teams of doctors and oncologists advised me that I should prepare my will as I had only a few days left.

Now, this was the phase when the divine miracle began to take shape. It was Sardar Kesar Singh, the owner of reputed " Kwality Group of Hotels and Restaurants" in Surat and his son Sardar Manjeet Singh, who suggested to me that I should undertake a pilgrimage to the holy Golden Temple at Amritsar and offer Akhand Paath and Ardaas with complete faith and total devotion and pray before Sri Guru Granth Sahib to cure me of my cancer and bless me with good vibrant health and long life to remain in his service. I initially, took this suggestion very lightly and argued back that I do not understand Punjabi or Gurmukhi and would therefore, not follow any word of Sri Guru Granth Sahib and whatever brief knowledge of Sikhism and Sri Guru Granth Sahib I acquired was in April of 1999, when I wrote six researched articles on the 300 years of Khalsa celebrations published in the Indian press. But, Sardar Kesar Singh, who is also the president of Gurdwara at Udhana-Surat, convinced me that Sri Guru Granth Sahib's blessings are not restricted to those who speak or understand Punjabi or Gurmukhi. It is the faith and sincere devotion to the Guru which makes you worthy of his blessings.

I found Sardar Kesar Singh's advice very much inspiring. Moreover, my sister-in-law Miss Kunti, a staunch devotee of Sri Guru Granth Sahib and a faithful follower of principles of Sikhism since her childhood, was equally instrumental in motivating me to undertake this pilgrimage. she taught me the basic philosophy of Sikhism and brought me a copy of Sri Guru Granth Sahib in English. My mother-in-law Ms.Shanti Hotchand Khatri, have a separate room at their bungalows at Baroda where they offer prayers, Ardaas and listen to Shabad Kirtans every early morning. Their persuasion proved to be decisive.

So we left by Golden Temple Mail express train which departed from Surat at around 1-15 a.m. on April 29th 2002. We were received by the staff of Golden Temple and particularly Sardar Diljeet Singh Bedi who is in charge of liaisons with press and the public. Myself being a leading journalist, foreign-educated researcher and U.S.A. trained science writer, was given a VIP treatment and given accommodation in room no. 16 of Sri Arjan Dev Niwas. Since I had only a few days to live according to my doctors, they quickly made preparations for Akhand Paath and Ardaas after I paid Rs 2100 as fees. My wife Kanta, my daughter Halley and my brother-in-law's daughter Puja also sat with me. I was permitted to photograph and tape-record entire Akhand Paath as well as Shabad Kirtans which I wanted to keep listening till I was to breath my last on my death - bed.

But I was never to be lying on my death-bed because the moment the Granthi started reciting the Akhand Paath , I began to feel streams of energy entering and flowing thru my body. It rose majestically from the pages of Shri Guru Granth Sahib like a serene cool flame of light entering my body through my fingers. The excruciating pain which I had suffered while struggling to reach the Golden Temple also disappeared. After 48 hours, I got up on my own two feet and began to feel and enjoy such vibrant health that I almost ran with joy towards Sri Arjan Dev Niwas and quickly climbed the stairs to my room no. 16. My appetite returned. I first took bath and then visited Jaliyanwala Bagh and then went to the 'Hotel Cityheart' and for the first time in three and half years I enjoyed a variety of Punjabi and Chinese foods which I had missed like deserts miss the rains.

We returned to Surat on 18th May 2002 and on 25th May again bone marrow analysis and electrophoresis tests were done on my body. No cancer was detected. Hence, to obtain second medical opinion, the samples were sent to Mumbai and Ahmedabad and medical doctors there also confirmed that the bone cancer is gone. My oncologist at Ahemedabad Dr. Pankaj Shah was preparing for stem cells transplant on me which was to have cost me Rs. nine lakhs. The entire medical world was taken by surprise . All doctors agreed that this is, indeed, a miracle because there is no medicine in Allopathy that can cure deadly cancer within 48 hours and effect a 180 degree change. The latest electrophoresis : serum protein test done is dated April 7th 2003 at Abha Clinical Laboratory. The doctors have signed this medical test report with comments: " no myeloma band."

I have preserved all the medical reports and x-rays done before and after the Akhand Paath and Ardaas at Golden Temple and they all tell the true story of my miraculous cure. Ever since this miracle, I am not only experiencing Guru's vibrations within me but also feel God's spiritual energy within me which inspires me and guides me in thought and deed, and vibrate in unison with him. I am joyfully back to " cheers and gears of life.", soulfully sharing my God-Given spiritual energy with those who love and faithfully listens to Guru Granth Sahib and enrich their mind, body and soul with divinely vibrant health.

Now, I am enjoying the life of guru-inspired faith and taking Sri Guru Granth Sahib and God as my constant companion. It is the miracle and the divine magnetic spell of Sri Guru Granth Sahib, which I also realized through Nam therapy that has not only blessed me with healthy life but considering my greatly vibrant health, spiritual strength and new youthful looks and glamorous shining black hair, the same oncologists tell me that I am totally free of all kinds of diseases. I myself feel so close to the Guru that something tells me that I will live for 125 years and remain in Guru's service and bring true love, happiness and inspiration to all my friends.

My life has taken a spiritual turn. I get sound sleep without any sleeping pills. Since 25th April 2002, I am no longer on any medicine. I read Nitnem and get sound sleep and get up early to read Paath and enjoy Shabad Kirtan on Punjabi TV channel. Guru's teachings have gone a long way in dispelling the darkness of ignorance. Guru has not only changed my destiny but made me a devotee with the faith that is not blind but enlightened.

So often, I see and meet Gurus in my dreams and they taught me a new healthy life-style to give happiness to others. I am never angry. I have no bad habits and always remain jovial. Now, my motto is: ' people enjoy the happiness they feel. but I enjoy the happiness I give. Guru's one of the teachings says : " Kirat Karani and Wand Chhakana." - meaning: earn the fruits of your hard work ‘Naam Japana’; and share your fruits with others with love. I believe in the sun even when it is not shining. I believe in love even when not feeling it. I believe in God even when he is silent. There is one God. God is truth. He is the creator of the universe and all beings. He is without fear and without hatred. He is the eternal being and the divine soul, birth less, self enlightened. He is enemy to none. Through grace of the Satguru he is met. Diseases and sins are destroyed by hearing the name of God says Guru Nanak. The Name, revealed to me by Guru's advice, is the breath of my life and the praise of the lord is my life's vocation. " Truth is great but greater than truth is truthful living." says Sri Guru Granth Sahib. The Khalsa belongs to [ the wondrous guru ] God; all victory of is the victory of [the Wondrous guru ] Wahe Gurujika Khalsa- Wahe Guruji ki Fateh.


Mr Vasu Bhardwaj
Journalist, Science Writer, Corporate Analyst
701-Chinmaya Apartment, Anand Mahal Road, Behind Bhulka
Bhavan, Adajan, Surat, Gujarat-395009
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"Status of a true Sikh"

(In the words of Saint Ravidaas in Sri Guru Granth Sahib -Page 345)

Baygumpura, 'the city without sorrow', is the name of the town.
There is no suffering or anxiety there.
There are no troubles or taxes on commodities there.
There is no fear, blemish or downfall there. || 1 ||
Now, I have found this most excellent city.
There is lasting peace and safety there, O Siblings of Destiny. || 1 || Pause ||
God's Kingdom is steady, stable and eternal.
There is no second or third status; all are equal there.
That city is populous and eternally famous.
Those who live there are wealthy and contented. || 2 ||
They stroll about freely, just as they please.
They know the Mansion of the Lord's Presence, and no one blocks their way.
Says Ravi Daas, the emancipated shoe-maker:
whoever is a citizen there, is a friend of mine. || 3 || 2 ||.

http://www.santsipahee.com/truesikh.php

ab mai ka-un upaa-o kara-o

DnwsrI mhlw 9 (685-6)
Dhanaasree mehlaa 9
Dhanaasaree, Ninth Mehl



Ab mY kaunu aupwau krau ]
ab mai ka-un upaa-o kara-o.
Now, what efforts should I make?

ijh ibiD mn ko sMsw cUkY Bau iniD pwir prau ]1] rhwau ]
jih biDh man ko sansaa chookai bha-o niDh paar para-o. ||1|| rahaa-o.
How can I dispel the anxieties of my mind? How can I cross over the terrifying world-ocean? ||1||Pause||

jnmu pwie kCu Blo n kIno qw qy AiDk frau ]
janam paa-ay kachh bhalo na keeno taa tay aDhik dara-o.
Obtaining this human incarnation, I have done no good deeds; this makes me very afraid!

mn bc k®m hir gun nhI gwey Xh jIA soc Drau ]1]
man bach karam har gun nahee gaa-ay yeh jee-a soch Dhara-o. ||1||
In thought, word and deed, I have not sung the Lord's Praises; this thought worries my mind. ||1||

gurmiq suin kCu igAwnu n aupijE psu ijau audru Brau ]
gurmat sun kachh gi-aan na upji-o pas ji-o udar bhara-o.
I listened to the Guru's Teachings, but spiritual wisdom did not well up within me; like a beast, I fill my belly.

khu nwnk pRB ibrdu pCwnau qb hau piqq qrau ]2]4]9]9]13]58]4]93]
kaho naanak parabh birad pachhaana-o tab ha-o patit tara-o. ||2||4||9||9||13||58||4||93||
Says Nanak, O God, please confirm Your Law of Grace; for only then can I, the sinner, be saved. ||2||4||9||9||13||58||4||93||

A Real Saint-Soldier!

http://www.easternecho.com/cgi-bin/story.cgi?7685

In God, we trust or the lost America? I don't know anymore after reading news below:

http://www.breitbart.com/news/2006/10/31/061031235233.s0l4o4wy.html