Was in India for 3 weeks and needless to say had an amazing time .. eating and catching up with family being top on the agenda! So much that I want to share yet no idea where to start !!
So after a hearty three weeks midst family and endless shopping on our way to IGI< Delhi our taxi driver was playing this amazing song by Amrinder Gill … You guys have prolly heard it but here is sharing the lyrics of the song .. and the video
[ Ki Samjhaiye Sajjana Ehna Nain Kamaleya Nu
Kehnde Tainu Dekhe Bina Guzara Nai Hunda
Jagg Jaanda Jis Naal Dil Ton Lagg Jandia Ne
Uston Vadh Ke Kujh V Hor Pyara Nai Hunda ] – ( X2 )
[ Ishq Kamaya Darr Dunia Da Laah Ke Main
Sajjna Tainu Labhya Rabb Gawa Ke Main ] – ( X2 )
Jehri Kardi Ishq Samundra De Vich Rehndi Ae
Us Bedi Da Kahton Koi Kinara Nai Hunda
Ki Samjhaiye Sajjana Ehna Nain Kamaleya Nu
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[ Tu Ki Jaane Asi Tan Dil Te Laiyan Ne
Tere Karke Neenda Asi Gawaiyan Ne ] – ( X2 )
Chete Kariye Tainu Raata Nu V Uth – Uth K
Bharu Gawahi Sutta Ik V Tara Nai Hunda
Ki Samjhaiye Sajjana Ehna Nain Kamaleya Nu
[ Jis Pal Meri Tu Na Dise Nigahaan Nu
Ose Vele Rok Lave Rabb Sahaan Nu ] – ( X2 )
Aakhiyan La Ke "Nimeya" Nai Kade Mukh Nu Morhi Da
Injh Vichareya Da Fir Mail Dubara Nai Hunda
Ki Samjhaiye Sajjana Ehna Nain Kamaleya Nu
Kehnde Tainu Dekhe Bina Guzara Nahi Hunda
Jagg Jaanda Jis Naal Dil Ton Lagg Jandia Ne
Uston Vadh Ke Kujh V Hor Pyara Nai Hunda
Pyara Nai Hunda
Last week I lost a dear family member – at this point however I am not too sure whether I should actually say dear ‘estranged’ .. which would actually be the correct word.
My aunt (as I knew her … years back) was a very sweet and always-on-the-go sort of person. She was multi-talented and faceted in her personality and was always trying to make me look beautiful by stitching for me the trendiest of clothes to wear. You know you sometimes feel like always being a small child .. well where my relationship with her is concerned I too wish that my last memories of her were as pure and innocent as those of years ago!
Bhuaji .. it may not not make any sense to anyone reading this post .. and I have no way of knowing whether my few words for you will ever reach you .. but please here accept my few words in tribute to a very hard working soul who was fortunate to attain release from this one cycle of life ..
Serenity
Today .. I remember you as someone who was physically short and small .. but with a smile on your face for big and small ..
I remember the time when you helped me make the transition from a child to young adult .. and then a teenager .. remember bhuaji I lost my first ever milk tooth at your home and wrapped it up in cotton to throw it on the shed .. the same shed that took you away from us ..
I remember the time when you stitched a beautiful green dress .. a dress that I admired from the moment you first cut out the material .. and then you gifted it to me for my birthday! So kind and sweet … you were my Babbu Bhua …
I remember the time you were displeased by your name … yet every time anyone called you using the same name your face would light up …
I remember how you would sternly yet lovingly reprimand Bhaiya ji for calling you ‘Harkeert’ .. how you would tell him that you are ‘Babbu’ and not me …
Then like every story came a period of darkness .. clouds drowned out the sunlight … putting a blanket of darkness on our relationship …
Oh! the ugly fights and angry words .. followed by a period of uncomfortable and hurting silence .. did you feel it too .. ?
We both grew up .. lost touch and then after years and years we met again .. this particular meeting is special .. different from the superficial polite saluts made for the benefit of onlookers over the past years …
I walk by past you but you call my name .. I stop .. scared to actually believe what my ears just heard .. your sweet voice calling name after a period of famine in a land of precious love lost!
I look back .. not too sure of whether I should hug you .. shake your hands or simply fold my hands and greet you with the ‘Sat Sri Akal’ …?
Too many years wasted and not wanting to waste any more I step up to you and envelope you in an embrace .. short though it was but worth a soothing a balm to wounds of years gone ..
Little was I to know that that was the last I would see of you …
And now you are gone .. I am thankful that our last meeting mirrored some of the love that we had .. for that I am forever thankful .. Dhan Guru Naanak
You were the youngest in the family and to a large extent the strongest .. may Guru ji grant and bless your soul eternal peace .. if you are to come back to this earth I pray that Guru Ji make it your last and may your soul be liberated ..
Be happy and look over Amrit .. she will need you … it may be too late .. but if you can guide those who are astray .. life is too short .. becomes even shorter when trying to live it with animosity and anger towards those close to you ..
Please accept this as my final tribute to you ..
Regardless of what transpired .. you will always be loved …
So its just a normal day at work .. applications .. applications and more applications .. and my very cool partners in crime help in livening up the atmosphere in the office by putting on these songs that I have never heard (yes looks like I am growing very old!)
You guys have prolly heard this song, but wanted to share it with all of you anyways .. It is entitled ‘Moment for Life’ by Nicki Minaj & Drake:
This post is courtesy of a darling friend .. Patty (Patricia) .. thanks a bunch hun xxx
Marianne Williamson From ‘A Return To Love’
'Life'
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.’
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world.
There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we’re liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
(A Return to Love: Reflections on the Principles of “A Course in Miracles”, Harper Collins, 1992. From Chapter 7, Section 3)
Music … the soul and essence of my life and my one connection to what is the truth. A couple of months back I came upon this link of Bhai Harsimran Singh Ji’s video at a Ransbaee in Dallas .. Singh Ji’s voice is truly amazing and he is one blessed Sikh to be able to praise the Akal Purakh so serenely .. Do have a listen – unfortunately it is a very short clip of the entire shabad. For those who would like to hear the entire shabad you can get the main recording off the AKJ.ORG website under the Dallas 2008 Saturday Evening Rainsbaee Keertan (** direct link **). The track is about 1:02:41 hrs long – trying to make it easier for your guys to get it .
For the non-sikhs who follow my blog, below is the wordings and translation to the shabad:
Gauree Bairaagan
ik oa(n)kaar sathigur prasaadh || One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:
sathajug sath thaethaa jagee dhuaapar poojaachaar || In the Golden Age of Sat Yuga, was Truth; in the Silver Age of Trayta Yuga, charitable feasts; in the Brass Age of Dwaapar Yuga, there was worship.
theena jug theena dhirrae kal kaeval naam adhhaar ||1|| In those three ages, people held to these three ways. But in the Iron Age of Kali Yuga, the Name of the Lord is your only Support. ||1||
paar kaisae paaeibo rae || How can I swim across?
mo so kooo n kehai samajhaae || No one has explained to me,
jaa thaeaavaa gavan bilaae ||1|| rehaao || so that I might understand how I can escape reincarnation. ||1||Pause||
bahu bidhh dhharam niroopeeai karathaa dheesai sabh loe || So many forms of religion have been described; the whole world is practicing them.
kavan karam thae shhootteeai jih saadhhae sabh sidhh hoe ||2|| What actions will bring emancipation, and total perfection? ||2||
karam akaram beechaareeai sa(n)kaa sun baedh puraan || One may distinguish between good and evil actions, and listen to the Vedas and the Puraanas,
sa(n)saa sadh hiradhai basai koun hirai abhimaan ||3|| but doubt still persists. Skepticism continually dwells in the heart, so who can eradicate egotistical pride? ||3||
baahar oudhak pakhaareeai ghatt bheethar bibidhh bikaar || Outwardly, he washes with water, but deep within, his heart is tarnished by all sorts of vices.
sudhh kavan par hoeibo such ku(n)char bidhh biouhaar ||4|| So how can he become pure? His method of purification is like that of an elephant, covering himself with dust right after his bath! ||4||
rav pragaas rajanee jathhaa gath jaanath sabh sa(n)saar || With the rising of the sun, the night is brought to its end; the whole world knows this.
paaras maano thaabo shhueae kanak hoth nehee baar ||5|| It is believed that with the touch of the Philosopher’s Stone, copper is immediately transformed into gold. ||5||
param paras gur bhaetteeai poorab likhath lilaatt || When one meets the Supreme Philosopher’s Stone, the Guru, if such pre-ordained destiny is written on one’s forehead,
ounaman man man hee milae shhuttakath bajar kapaatt ||6|| then the soul blends with the Supreme Soul, and the stubborn doors are opened wide. ||6||
bhagath jugath math sath karee bhram ba(n)dhhan kaatt bikaar || Through the way of devotion, the intellect is imbued with Truth; doubts, entanglements and vices are cut away.
soee bas ras man milae gun niragun eaek bichaar ||7|| The mind is restrained, and one attains joy, contemplating the One Lord, who is both with and without qualities. ||7||
anik jathan nigreh keeeae ttaaree n ttarai bhram faas || I have tried many methods, but by turning it away, the noose of doubt is not turned away.
praem bhagath neheeoopajai thaa thae ravidhaas oudhaas ||8||1|| Love and devotion have not welled up within me, and so Ravi Daas is sad and depressed. ||8||1||
We all live in a very busy World today and rarely have time to spend with ourselves let alone family and friends. Please do take some time off your busy schedules to have a read at the email forward below …
WHAT HAPPENS IN SACH KHAND WHEN WE PRAY?
I dreamed that I went to SACH KHAND (heaven) and a Baba Ji (saint) was showing me around. We walked side-by-side inside a large workroom filled with Sewadars.
Baba Ji stopped in front of the first section and said: “This is the Receiving Section. Here, all petitions to Waheguru said in prayer are received.” I looked around in this area, and it was terribly busy with so many Sewadars sorting out petitions written on voluminous paper sheets and scraps from people all over the world.
Then we moved on down a long corridor until we reached the second section. Baba Ji then said to me, “This is the Packaging and Delivery Section. Here, the graces and blessings the people asked for are processed and delivered to the living persons who asked for them.” I noticed again how busy it was there. There were many Sewadars working hard at that station, since so many blessings had been requested and were being packaged for delivery to Earth.
Finally at the farthest end of the long corridor we stopped at the door of a very small station. To my great surprise, only one Sewadar was seated there, idly doing nothing. “This is the Acknowledgment Section, Baba Ji quietly admitted to me. He seemed embarrassed.” How is it that there is no work going on here? ‘ I asked.
“So sad,” Baba Ji sighed. “After people receive the blessings that they asked for, very few send back acknowledgments”. “How does one acknowledge God’s blessings? ” I asked. “Simple,” Baba Ji answered. Just say, “Thank you, Waheguru. “
“What blessings should they acknowledge?” I asked.
“If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep you are richer than 75% of this world.
If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish, you are among the top 8% of the world ‘s wealthy.
If you woke up this morning with more health than illness … You are more blessed than the many who will not even survive this day.
If you have never experienced the fear in battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation … You are ahead of 700 million people in the world.
If you can attend Gurdwara without the fear of harassment, arrest, torture or death you are envied by, and more blessed than, three billion people in the world.
If your parents are still alive and still married …you are very rare.
If you can hold your head up and smile, you are not the norm, you’re unique to all those in doubt and despair……”
Ok, what now? How can I start? If you can read this message, take this as a double blessing in that someone was thinking of you as very special and you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world who cannot read at all. Have a good day, count your blessings, and if you care to, pass this along to remind everyone else how blessed we all are: ATTN: Acknowledge Dept. “Thank you Waheguru, for giving me the ability to share this message and for giving me so many wonderful people with whom to share it. “
DHAN GURU NAANAK
PS: For those who listened to the simran on the video above and want the sargams check out the Youtube Video by clicking ** here **
In case the image is not clear, here is the translation of the shabad:
One Universal Creator God. Truth Is The Name. Creative Being Personified. No Fear. No Hatred. Image Of The Undying. Beyond Birth. Self-Existent. By Guru’s Grace:
Raag Aasaa, The Word Of The Devotees: Kabeer, Naam Dayv And Ravi Daas.
Aasaa, Kabeer Jee:
Falling at the Feet of the Guru, I pray, and ask Him, “”Why was man created? What deeds cause the world to come into being, and be destroyed? Tell me, that I may understand.”"||1|| O Divine Guru, please, show Mercy to me, and place me on the right path, by which the bonds of fear may be cut away. The pains of birth and death come from past actions and karma; peace comes when the soul finds release from reincarnation. ||1||Pause|| The mortal does not break free from the bonds of the noose of Maya, and he does not seek the shelter of the profound, absolute Lord. He does not realize the dignity of the self, and Nirvaanaa; because of this, his doubt does not depart. ||2|| The soul is not born, even though he thinks it is born; it is free from birth and death. When the mortal gives up his ideas of birth and death, he remains constantly absorbed in the Lord’s Love. ||3|| As the reflection of an object blends in the water when the pitcher is broken, says Kabeer, just so virtue dispels doubt, and then the soul is absorbed in the profound, absolute Lord. ||4||1||
Amazing shabad .. a number of raaghi sahibs have sung this shabad, but I strongly recommend the one by Bhai Harsimran Singh Jee (LA) sung at the Dallas Smagam in 2009. The shabad can be downloaded off the AKJ website. To listen to the shabad online you can ** click here **
A crazy day today so far .. I am trying very hard not to ‘count my chicken before they hatch’, but its hard trying to keep everything inside without bursting out in joy! I will share the good news with everyone soon .. but for the time being this is a shabad I have wanted to share for quite some time now:
mlwr mhlw 5 ]
malaar mehalaa 5 ||
Malaar, Fifth Mehla:
mweI moih pRIqmu dyhu imlweI ]
maaee mohi preetham dhaehu milaaee ||
O mother, please lead me to union with my Beloved.
sgl shylI suK Bir sUqI ijh Gir lwlu bsweI ]1] rhwau ]
