Wednesday, March 29, 2006

international smilie day in the blog world


You've done a lot - quite the opposite of nothing at all.

Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fateh


Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fatehhh

This Shabad is by Bhai Gurdas Ji in Vaars Bhai Gurdaas on Ang 18

ਗੁਰਮੁਖ ਭੈ ਿਵਚ ਜੰਮਣਾ ਭੈ ਿਵਚ ਰਿਹਣਾ ਭੈ ਿਵਚ ਚਲਣਾ॥
ਸਾਧ ਸੰਗਤ ਭੈ ਭਾਇ ਿਵਚ ਭਗ ਵਛਲ ਕਰ ਅਛਲ ਛਲਣਾ॥
ਜਲ ਿਵਚ ਕੌਲ ਅਿਲਪ ਹੋਇ ਆਸ ਿਨਰਾਸ ਵਲੇਵੇ ਵਲਣਾ॥
ਅਿਹਰਣ ਘਣ ਹੀਰੇ ਜੁਗ ਗੁਰਮਤ ਨਿਹਚਲ ਅਟਲ ਨ ਟਲਣਾ॥
ਪਰ ਉਪਕਾਰ ਵੀਚਾਰ ਿਵਚ ਜੀਅ ਦਯਾ ਮੋਮ ਵਾਂਗੀ ਢਲਣਾ॥
ਚਾਰ ਵਰਨ ਤੰਬੋਲ ਰਸ ਆਪ ਗਵਾਇ ਰਲਾਯਾ ਰਲਣਾ॥
ਵੱਟੀ ਤੇਲ ਦੀਵਾ ਹੋਇ ਬਲਣਾ ॥17॥

guramukh bhai vich ja(n)manaa bhai vich rehinaa bhai vich chalanaa ||
saadhh sa(n)gath bhai bhaae vich bhag vashhal kar ashhal shhalanaa ||
jal vich kaal alip hoe aas niraas valaevae valanaa ||
ahiran ghan heerae jug guramath nihachal attal n ttalanaa ||
par oupakaar veechaar vich jeea dhayaa mom vaa(n)gee dtalanaa ||
chaar varan tha(n)bol ras aap gavaae ralaayaa ralanaa ||
vaattee thael dheevaa hoe balanaa ||17||

The gurmukhs take birth in the divine will, they remain in the divine will and move in the divine will.
In the discipline and love of the holy congregation they fascinate the Lord God also.
Being detached like lotus in the water they remain away from the cycle of hopes and disappointments.
They remain steadfast like a diamond in between the hammer and the anvil and live their life deeply rooted in the wisdom of the Guru (gurmati).
They always imbibe altruism in their heart and in the sphere of compassion they melt like wax.
As four items mix up in betel and become one, likewise the gurmukhs get adjusted with every one.
They, in the form of lamp becoming wick and oil, burn themselves (for lighting others).

bhull chuk maaf
Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fateh

Sunday, March 26, 2006

waheguruuuuu jeeeeooooo

yeah. im a crazy fanatic.. but..

waheguruu waheguruu waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguruuu waheguruu waheguru waheguruuuuu waaaaaheguruuuu waheguru u waheguruu waheguru waheguru waheguru wahegru wahegru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waaaheguruuuuuu waheguru waheguruuuuu waheguru dhan waheguruu waheguru mere waheguru oh dhan pyaare mere waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguruuuuu waaaaaheguruuu waaaheguruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu waheguruuuu pyaarae waheguruuu oh mere waheguruu meghai nu phurmaan hoaa varso kirpaadhaar! waheguruuu mere waheguru waheguru dhan waheguru waheguru pyaare waheguru oh waheguru jeeo waheguruuuu waheguruu waheguruuuuuuu waheguruuuuuuuuu wahegruuuuuu babeeha amrit velaee boliyaaa waheguruu waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguruuuuu waaaaheguruuuuu waaaaaaaaaaaheguruuuuuuuu waheguru waheguruuu waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru uuuuu waheguru waheguru thaaadarrr suneee pukaaaaaarrrr thaadar suni pukaaaarrrrr babeehaaaa amrit velae boliyaaaaa babeeehaaaaa amrit velaeee boliyaaaaaaaa guru waheguru waheguru waheguruuuu hou tin ke balihaarnaiiiiii waheguruuuuuuu hou tin kai balihaarnaaaaiiiiiii waheguru jeeeeeoooo hou tin kai balihaaarnaaiiiii jinni sach rakhiaaaa urdhaar! jinni sach rakhia urdhaaarrrrrrrr waheguruuuu waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru dhan dhan dhan saadhjannn dhan dhan dhan saaaadhjannnn dhan dhan dhan saaadhjannnn dhan dhan dhan saaaadhjann dhan dhan dhan saadhjannnn waheguruuuu jeeo waheguruuu waheguru mere waheguruuu waheguru waheguru waheguruuuuuuuuuu waheguru wahegruuu waheguru waheguru waheguruu jeeo waheguruu!!!! mere waheguru.. dhan waheguru.. waheguru pyaare waheguru.. waheguru.. waheguru.. waheguru.. waheguru.. waheguru jeeo waheguru

dhan waheguruuu waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguruuu

waheguru jeeo.. waheguru.. waheguru.. oh waheguru

Tuesday, March 21, 2006



So I couldn't figure out who told you all it was my birthday. Then I realized that comment of Navdeep Bhenjee's must have set you all off. The funniest part is that you all got the right date except Navdeep Bhenjee herself =D

I want to reply to all of your comments, but I chose a bad time to come online lol..

Anyway.. um.. hmm maybe I shouldn't say it. Or maybe I should just hold off until I have more time. But finding that thread.. amazing.

bhull chuk maaf
Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fateh!

Monday, March 20, 2006


Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fatehh

I just wanted to write a post on the topic that takes over my mind for at least a few days every year.

Like many other things, I outgrew the excitement of cakes and clowns, balloons, presents and parties, pinatas, etc. earlier than most kids do. Perhaps the only reason I made such a big deal out of birthdays and celebrations until the age I did is because of the way I was raised. My family would make a big deal out of every birthday, which isn't exactly strange, I suppose. We weren't exactly religious until I was about 7 years old, when my brother and I forced our parents to let us receive Amrit. They didn't think it was possible for us to be Amritdhaari without them being Amritdhaari as well, so we basically forced them to receive Amrit. hahaha.. being as young, naive, and easily overexcited as we were, we didn't realize what exactly receiving the gift of Amrit would entail.

It's taken me many years since to gain any true, personal spirituality, not the stuff kids are brainwashed into believing. So, spending an amazing amount of time thinking about things that I shouldn't waste so much time thinking about, I've come up with a reason for not wanting to celebrate my birthdays. Just as my desire to do nothing but visit Guruduaara Saahib the day of didn't go over so well with my family, my reasoning made a number of people unhappy anyway.

The most obvious reason of all is because it's just another form of maaia. What's the point in wasting money on things like cakes on which your name is written and will be chopped up and consumed, or balloons which serve no use except to cause your voice to sound hilarious when the gas in them is inhaled {sadly, I've only done this once to date. Highly enjoyable, but I wouldn't recommend it - it can't be any good for you}, gifts that mean nothing, but will only clutter up your house as it just isn't right to gift away something someone gave you. It's a waste of money and energy, and it only leads to further attachment to pointless material objects.

Second.. well, if we wonder for a moment, and just look deeper.. if we question what we are celebrating, do you realize what we find? We celebrate the day Waheguru Jee sent us away from Him! Every year is another year without Him.. and we celebrate, and throw parties, and do anything but remember the Creator without whom there would be no such day for anyone - in fact, there wouldn't be anyone. As another birthday passes, I look back and sadly think another year wasted.. another year lost. What are we really doing here? Birthdays should be like milestones, a date on which we can look back and think I've gotten this much closer to Guru Jee.. this mush closer to God!

There isn't going to be anything very logical in this post. I mean, I hope for the day when it doesn't matter whether someone celebrates my birthday or not. To be honest, I take advantage of others' birthdays to try and put a smile on their faces.. but when it comes to my own, it is quite annoying to have people make such a big deal out of something..

Yeah, again - not very logical. It's a two-minute post.. I need sleep =)

bhull chuk maaf jeeeoooo
Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fatehh

Friday, March 17, 2006

My Sikhi

will never die

My Sikhi will never die

My Sikhi will never die

My Sikhi will never die

My Sikhi will never die

My Sikhi will never die

My Sikhi will never die

My Sikhi will never die.

Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa! Waheguru Jee Kee Fateh!

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Hola Mahallaa

Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fatehh

Waheguru ji ka khalsa! Waheguru ji ki Fatehh!


Holla Mahalla - March 15th

Holi is a festival celebrating the victory of the Saint Prahlaad over his evil aunt Holika who tried to burn him alive with order of Harnakaash. However the reasoning behind this festival had long been forgotten, even during the time of the tenth guru, Guru Gobind Singh Ji, it had become a meaningless day of throwing colour on each other. Guru Gobind Singh Ji ordered that his Khalsa would not celebrate Holi and instead introduced the tradition of HOLA MAHALLA. The literal meaning of Hola Mahalla is military exercises or manoeuvres.

Hola Mahalla was celebrated for the first time in the year after the birth of the Khalsa, 1700 AD and from then on has been celebrated every year in the fields of the Holgarh Fort at Anandpur Sahib.

Guru Gobind Singh Ji wanted to make his Khalsa army into a superior fighting force and so asked his followers to come together to have mock battles at the fort of Holgarh to learn the necessary fighting tactics that they would need in a real battle. The Khalsa armies would demonstrate their skills of horsemanship, soldiery, swordsmanship and archery. Each year thousands of Sikhs including large numbers of Nihang Singhs gather at Anandpur Sahib and take part in the procession from the fort of Holgarh to the fort of Fatehgarh. Fighting skills such as Gatka, Archery and Horsemanship are demonstrated as well as more modern sports
Gurbani points the true meaning of Holi :
|| laal rang tis ka-o lagaa jis kay vadbhaagaa. mailaa kaday na hova-ee nah laagai daagaa || (Ang 808 SGGS)
One is dyed in the color of the Lord's Love, by great good fortune. This color is never muddied; no stain ever sticks to it. ||1||

About Holi, Gurbani says

|| aaj hamaarai garihi basant. gun gaa-ay parabh tumH bay-ant ||1|| rahaa-o||
Today, it is springtime in my household. I sing Your Glorious Praises, O Infinite Lord God. ||1||Pause||

|| aaj hamaarai banay faag. parabh sangee mil khaylan laag ||
Today, I am celebrating the festival of Phalgun. Joining with God's companions, I have begun to play.

|| holee keenee sant sayv. rang laagaa at laal dayv. ||2||
I celebrate the festival of Holi by serving the Saints. I am imbued with the deep crimson color of the Lord's Divine Love. ||2||

|| man tan ma-uli-o at anoop. sookai naahee chhaav Dhoop.
saglee rootee hari-aa ho-ay. sad basant gur milay dayv. ||3|| (Ang 1180 SGGS)

My mind and body have blossomed forth, in utter, incomparable beauty. They do not dry out in either sunshine or shade; they flourish in all seasons. It is always springtime, when I meet with the Divine Guru. ||3||

Guruji knew that His Sikhs lived in a Society where Holi is celebrated with gusto. Guruji instructed His Sikhs what the true meaning of Holi should be. Rather than wasting time coloring each other externally we should concentrate on coloring our Souls with the True name of Waheguruji.

Guru Gobind Singh Ji had a marvellous foresight; he wanted his Sikhs to have a strong soul, which we achieve by our prayers. He also wanted us to be physically fit and have a disciplined life and Hola can be taken as a symbol or a day, which would remind us that Sikhs need to be physically fit also.
Also, Guru Patshaah wanted us to seek for active forms of entertainment. When one is involved in horsemanship, soldiery, swordsmanship and archery or any other form of sport of today we are actively involved in it unlike the passive forms of entertainment like watching television, playing computer games.
Physical fitness flows from discipline skills. These skills include the ability to organize our life to meet our basic needs adequately, rest, diet, health, hygiene, exercise, reading, prayer, etc. It will help if we draw up an action programme for the acquisition of self-discipline skills. Two important moments of the day are when we get up in the morning and when we go to sleep. In the morning, when we are fresh from sleep, we can resolve to practice this self-discipline and at night we can ask ourselves an account of how have we practised them. Then we may resolve for the following day and go on disciplining ourselves.
Of course, some of you who are reading this are already doing all these because you are at a higher level of functioning and are trying to actualize your potential but this is just a humble effort to share some of my views with all of you.
For Sikhs this is what HOLA day signifies, to make our self externally and internally strong and not by merely wasting our life doing things that bear no fruits.

So, let all of us try to be Victorious by overcoming our evils, our own enemies Kaam, Krodh, Lob, Moh & Aanhkar.
|| kaam kroDh lobh moh jeetahu aisee khayl har pi-aaree|| (Ang 1185 SGGS)
Conquer sexual desire, anger, greed and worldly attachment; only such a game as this is dear to the Lord.

|| janam padaarath jin chali-aa naanak aa-i-aa so parvaan thi-aa. || (Ang 1007 SGGS)
Those who depart after having been victorious in this priceless human life - O Nanak, their coming into the world is approved.


Bhul Chuk Maff

Waheguru ji ka khalsa Waheguru ji ki fateh !

Many thanks to Rupinder Kaur Bhenjee for the e-mail =)

Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsaaaa Waheguru Jee Kee Fatehh !!

Sunday, March 12, 2006

Random, Two-Second


Did this some time ago. It's completely random. There's no point to it. I don't remember what I was thinking at the time. It wasn't some artistic attempt.

It just is. And it's here. Whatever it is. That was a good track, though. Meraa Har Prabh Sundar Main Saar N Jaanee.

Have a lovely day/night/something in between,

bhul chuk maaf..
Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fateh

Friday, March 10, 2006


Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fatehh

It seems everything likes to be messy in TeraRoop's life, and I must say that after so long with nothing really to do or focus on, and feeling bored and useless - I
like it. It seems, however, my enthusiasm was a tad over-emphasized, which can occur on rare occasions. I am now overloaded.


The title is partly random, but otherwise completely relative. Everything is so jumbled up and chaotoc, much like those tumbleweeds rolling across animated deserts.

Now I've forgotten what I came here to say.. Ah yes, since I already have a post titled Bhai MaNi Singh Jee {I should listen to my intuition more often}, I'm just going to link to it in this post, seeing as how today is the date on which Maharaj sent this beloved Shaheed of our blood-stained and beautiful Sikh history into the world to inspire the future generations {which include us, and I feel as if some of us - myself definitely among the group - need reminding}, and stand as a testament to the glory of Sikhi.

Sheesh, what a run-on.

1644 - Dhan Dhan Bhai Mani Singh Jee, Mahaan Shaheed athae
Granthee Sri Harmandir Sahib.

It couldn't hurt to include the other things that occurred on this day, so here goes:
- Shaheedi Divas Bhai Methab Singh Jee athae Bhai Subaegh Singh Jee
- Sikhs of Lahore beheaded under proclamation of general massacre by
Lakhpat Rai

- The SGPC passes a resolution for the formation of a Sikh state

Another reminder to myself: must restart 'On This Day' blog.

The condition of my blog has been deteriorating steadily, and this is made all the more unfortunate by the fact that it had little quality to begin with. The only good part is the Shabads I post every once in a while. After this month, things will definitely pick up, and that is a promise I make to myself. Every effort will be made on my part to push this blog toward becoming what it was originally made to be. I feel the need to.. make things more concrete, I suppose you could say, so I will blog about them.

So what's coming up? Complete the remainder of work that some schoolmates have sent me today. Saturday and Sunday will be spent cleaning the house thoroughly. Monday-Wednesday will be spent alternation between school and home, and the completion of schoolwork, along with outlining a plan for Wednesday evening's Youth Sikh Discussion. We will also be recording the Dastaar How-To video project for the Khalsa School Senior Level Vaisakhi assignment, and although I stopped going years ago, and stopped teaching as well, a friend asked if I could bring the camera and do the recording. It took ages to convince her to make someone else the model. Best friends, eh? Afterschool and before Guruduaara Saahib, TeraRoop will be getting nice and comfy in a dentist's chair, with two to three separate dentist's utensils stuck in her mouth removing a not so comfy dental appliance. As uncomfortable as the procedure will be, I can't say I'm not glad to be rid of the hinderance. Of course, somewhere throughout the course of all this, I have to get my homework done.. that should be interesting.

I forgot about Thursday and Friday hehe silly me. Relatively normal days, alternating between school and home once again.. hopefully I won't get too many new assignments Friday.

Saturday: Bhenjee's Anand Kaaraj =) Which is why we are having such a thorough house cleaning. A busload of people is coming down from Vancouver, and they're going to need someplace to stay before the Anand Kaaraj, between the Anand Kaaraj and the Raensabai, and perhaps after the Raensabai, as well. Papa Jee may have to go and pick up some of the Sangat from the airport as well, but I can't accompany him due to two major reasons,

WHOA two major things just occurred simultaneously. *TeraRoop in shock horror*

a) I won't have any other time over the weekend to do my homework except Sunday afternoon which is a bad time, because it causes dear Mummy Jee to stress out horribly, and b) there probably won't be enough space.

So I just discovered that I accidentally sent a link to my blog to one of my favorite Uncle Jees.. and I also found out that someone we both know told him that I spend a lot of time on the internet. This led me to do some thinking, and I'm happy to say I've actually cut down quite a bit - don't visit half as many places as I used to - but it's also kind of sad, because that shows me how much time I used to waste. Now whatever time is spent online is spent with a purpose {well, most of it =P}, and a directed focus of attention.

I also found out something else. It has to do with something I had completely forgotten about. It's actually.. well I suppose you can say it's great news. But it also carries along with it a considerable amount of weight - some more heavy thinking for TeraRoop to do. There is so much to be accomplished in such little time.

Just what I needed.

Well, enough rambling. I'm off to post another Shabad =)

Kudos to anyone who made it this far! Leave a comment - I'm in a very comment answering, friend-making mood today.

Oh, before I forget - a note to the anonymous Jee who's left some comments concerning my use of the Gurmukhi Unicode, I read the help page you left a link to {thank you!} but how can I know when I'm doing it right/wrong, if I see it differently from everyone else?

Have fun in TO, Big Head Veerjee. :-)

oh oh also -

random-ness-icity ^_^

I'm outt.

bhull chuk maaf karan di kripaalta baksho, Maharaj..!
Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fatehh

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Chir Hoaa Dekhae Saari(n)gpaaNee

Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fatehh

ਮਾਝ ਮਹਲਾ 5 ਚਉਪਦੇ ਘਰੁ 1 ॥
ਮੇਰਾ ਮਨੁ ਲੋਚੈ ਗੁਰ ਦਰਸਨ ਤਾਈ ॥
ਿਬਲਪ ਕਰੇ ਚਾਿਤ੍ਕ ਕੀ ਿਨਆਈ ॥
ਿਤ੍ਖਾ ਨ ਉਤਰੈ ਸਾਂਿਤ ਨ ਆਵੈ ਿਬਨੁ ਦਰਸਨ ਸੰਤ ਿਪਆਰੇ ਜੀਉ ॥1॥
ਹਉ ਘੋਲੀ ਜੀਉ ਘ
ਿੋਲ ਘੁਮਾਈ ਗੁਰ ਦਰਸਨ ਸੰਤ ਿਪਆਰੇ ਜੀਉ ॥1॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
ਤੇਰਾ ਮੁਖੁ ਸੁਹਾਵਾ ਜੀਉ ਸਹਜ ਧੁ
ਿਨ ਬਾਣੀ ॥
ਿਚਰੁ ਹੋਆ ਦੇਖੇ ਸਾਿਰੰਗਪਾਣੀ ॥
ਧੰਨੁ ਸੁ ਦੇਸੁ ਜਹਾ ਤੂੰ ਵ
ਿਸਆ ਮੇਰੇ ਸਜਣ ਮੀਤ ਮੁਰਾਰੇ ਜੀਉ ॥2॥
ਹਉ ਘੋਲੀ ਹਉ ਘੋ
ਿ ਘੁਮਾਈ ਗੁਰ ਸਜਣ ਮੀਤ ਮੁਰਾਰੇ ਜੀਉ ॥1॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
ਇਕ ਘੜੀ ਨ
ਿਮਲਤੇ ਤਾ ਕਿਲਜੁਗੁ ਹੋਤਾ ॥
ਿਣ ਕਿਿਮਲੀਐ ਿਪ੍ਅ ਤੁਧੁ ਭਗਵੰਤਾ ॥
ਿਹ ਰੈਿਣ ਨ ਿਵਹਾਵੈ ਨੀਦ ਨ ਆਵੈ ਿਬਨੁ ਦੇਖੇ ਗੁਰ ਦਰਬਾਰੇ ਜੀਉ ॥3॥
ਹਉ ਘੋਲੀ ਜੀਉ ਘੋ
ਿਲ ਘੁਮਾਈ ਿਤਸੁ ਸਚੇ ਗੁਰ ਦਰਬਾਰੇ ਜੀਉ ॥1॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
ਭਾਗੁ ਹੋਆ ਗੁ
ਿਰ ਸੰਤੁ ਿਮਲਾਇਆ ॥
ਪ੍ਭੁ ਅ
ਿਬਨਾਸੀ ਘਰ ਮਿਹ ਪਾਇਆ ॥
ਹਉ ਘੋਲੀ ਜੀਉ ਘੋ
ਿਲ ਘੁਮਾਈ ਜਨ ਨਾਨਕ ਦਾਸ ਤੁਮਾਰੇ ਜੀਉ ॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥1॥8॥
Maajh Mahallaa: 1 Choupdhae Ghar: 1
My mind longs for the Blessed Vision of the Guru's Darshan.
It cries out like the thirsty song-bird.
My thirst is not quenched, and I can find no peace, without the Blessed Vision of the Beloved Saint. || 1 ||
I am a sacrifice, my soul is a sacrifice, to the Blessed Vision of the Beloved Saint Guru. || 1 || Pause ||
Your Face is so Beautiful, and the Sound of Your Words imparts intuitive wisdom.
It is so long since this rainbird has had even a glimpse of water.
Blessed is that land where You dwell, O my Friend and Intimate Divine Guru. || 2 ||
I am a sacrifice, I am forever a sacrifice, to my Friend and Intimate Divine Guru. || 1 || Pause ||
When I could not be with You for just one moment, the Dark Age of Kali Yuga dawned for me.
When will I meet You, O my Beloved Lord?
I cannot endure the night, and sleep does not come, without the Sight of the Beloved Guru's Court. || 3 ||
I am a sacrifice, my soul is a sacrifice, to that True Court of the Beloved Guru. || 1 || Pause ||
By good fortune, I have met the Saint Guru.
I have found the Immortal Lord within the home of my own self.
I will now serve You forever, and I shall never be separated from You, even for an instant. Servant Nanak is Your slave, O Beloved Master. || 4 ||
I am a sacrifice, my soul is a sacrifice; servant Nanak is Your slave, Lord. || Pause || 1 || 8 ||

bhull chuk maaf karni, Maharaj..
Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fateh!

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Saajan Des(i) Vidheseearhae..

Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fateh

ਤੁਖਾਰੀ ਮਹਲਾ 1॥

ਭੋਲਾਵੜੈ ਭੁਲੀ ਭੁਿਲ ਭਿੁਲ ਪਛੋਤਾਣੀ ॥
ਿਪਿਰ ਛੋਿਡਅੜੀ ਸੁਤੀ ਿਪਰ ਕੀ ਸਾਰ ਨ ਜਾਣੀ ॥
ਿਪਿਰ ਛੋਡੀ ਸੁਤੀ ਅਵਗਿਣ ਮੁਤੀ ਿਤਸੁ ਧਨ ਿਵਧਣ ਰਾਤੇ ॥
ਕਾਿਮ ਕ੍ੋਿਧ ਅਹੰਕਾਿਿਵਗੁਤੀ ਹਉਮੈ ਲਗੀ ਤਾਤੇ ॥
ਉਡਿਰ ਹੰਸੁ ਚਿਲਆ ਫੁਰਮਾਇਆ ਭਸਮੈ ਭਸਮ ਸਮਾਣੀ ॥
ਨਾਨਕ ਸਚੇ ਨਾਮ ਿਵਹੂਣੀ ਭੁਿਲ ਭਿੁਲ ਪਛੋਤਾਣੀ ॥1॥
ਸੁਿਣ ਨਾਹ ਿਪਆਰੇ ਇਕ ਬੇਨੰਤੀ ਮੇਰੀ ॥
ਤੂ ਿਨਜ ਘਿਰ ਵਿਸਅੜਾ ਹਉ ਰਿੁਲ ਭਸਮੈ ਢੇਰੀ ॥
ਿਬਨੁ ਅਪਨੇ ਨਾਹੈ ਕੋਇ ਨ ਚਾਹੈ ਿਕਆ ਕਹੀਐ ਿਕਆ ਕੀਜੈ ॥
ਅੰਿਮ੍ਤ ਨਾਮੁ ਰਸਨ ਰਸੁ ਰਸਨਾ ਗੁਰ ਸਬਦੀ ਰਸੁ ਪੀਜੈ ॥
ਿਵਣੁ ਨਾਵੈ ਕੋ ਸੰਿਗ ਨ ਸਾਥੀ ਆਵੈ ਜਾਇ ਘਨੇਰੀ ॥
ਨਾਨਕ ਲਾਹਾ ਲੈ ਘਿਰ ਜਾਈਐ ਸਾਚੀ ਸਚੁ ਮਿਤ ਤੇਰੀ ॥2॥
ਸਾਜਨ ਦੇਿਿਵਦੇਸੀਅੜੇ ਸਾਨੇਹੜੇ ਦੇਦੀ ॥
ਸਾਿਰ ਸਮਾਲੇ ਿਤਨ ਸਜਣਾ ਮੁੰਧ ਨੈਣ ਭਰੇਦੀ ॥
ਮੁੰਧ ਨੈਣ ਭਰੇਦੀ ਗੁਣ ਸਾਰੇਦੀ ਿਕਉ ਪ੍ਭ ਿਮਲਾ ਿਪਆਰੇ ॥
ਮਾਰਗੁ ਪੰਥੁ ਨ ਜਾਣਉ ਿਵਖੜਾ ਿਕਉ ਪਾਈਐ ਿਪਰੁ ਪਾਰੇ ॥
ਿਤਗੁਰ ਸਬਦੀ ਿਮਲੈ ਿਵਛੁੰਨੀ ਤਨੁ ਮਨੁ ਆਗੈ ਰਾਖੈ ॥
ਨਾਨਕ ਅੰਿਮ੍ਤ ਿਬਰਖੁ ਮਹਾ ਰਸ ਫਿਲਆ ਿਮਿਲ ਪ੍ੀਤਮ ਰਸੁ ਚਾਖੈ ॥3॥
ਮਹਿਲ ਬੁਲਾਇੜੀਏ ਿਬਿਲਮੁ ਨ ਕੀਜੈ ॥
ਅਨਿਦਨੁ ਰਤੜੀਏ ਸਹਿਿਮਲੀਜੈ ॥
ਸੁਿਖ ਸਹਿਿਮਲੀਜੈ ਰੋਸੁ ਨ ਕੀਜੈ ਗਰਬੁ ਿਨਵਾਿਰ ਸਮਾਣੀ ॥
ਸਾਚੈ ਰਾਤੀ ਿਮਲੈ ਿਮਲਾਈ ਮਨਮੁਿਖ ਆਵਣ ਜਾਣੀ ॥
ਜਬ ਨਾਚੀ ਤਬ ਘੂਘਟੁ ਕੈਸਾ ਮਟੁਕੀ ਫਿੋੜ ਿਨਰਾਰੀ ॥
ਨਾਨਕ ਆਪੈ ਆਪੁ ਪਛਾਣੈ ਗੁਰਮਿੁਖ ਤਤੁ ਬੀਚਾਰੀ ॥4॥4॥
Thukhaaree Mahallaa: 1
Deluded by doubt, misled and confused, the soul-bride later regrets and repents.
Abandoning her Husband Lord, she sleeps, and does not appreciate His Worth.
Leaving her Husband Lord, she sleeps, and is plundered by her faults and demerits. The night is so painful for this bride.
Sexual desire, anger and egotism destroy her. She burns in egotism.
When the soul-swan flies away, by the Command of the Lord, her dust mingles with dust.
O Nanak, without the True Name, she is confused and deluded, and so she regrets and repents. || 1 ||
Please listen, O my Beloved Husband Lord, to my one prayer.
You dwell in the home of the self deep within, while I roll around like a dust-ball.
Without my Husband Lord, no one likes me at all; what can I say or do now?
The Ambrosial Naam, the Name of the Lord, is the sweetest nectar of nectars. Through the Word of the Guru's Shabad, with my tongue, I drink in this nectar.
Without the Name, no one has any friend or companion; millions come and go in reincarnation.
Nanak: the profit is earned and the soul returns home. True, true are Your Teachings. || 2 ||
O Friend, You have travelled so far from Your homeland; I send my message of love to You.
I cherish and remember that Friend; the eyes of this soul-bride are filled with tears.
The eyes of the soul-bride are filled with tears; I dwell upon Your Glorious Virtues. How can I meet my Beloved Lord God?
I do not know the treacherous path, the way to You. How can I find You and cross over, O my Husband Lord?
Through the Shabad, the Word of the True Guru, the separated soul-bride meets with the Lord; I place my body and mind before You.
O Nanak, the ambrosial tree bears the most delicious fruits; meeting with my Beloved, I taste the sweet essence. ||3||
The Lord has called you to the Mansion of His Presence - do not delay!
Night and day, imbued with His Love, you shall meet with Him with intuitive ease.
In celestial peace and poise, you shall meet Him; do not harbor anger - subdue your proud self!
Imbued with Truth, I am united in His Union, while the self-willed manmukhs continue coming and going.
When you dance, what veil covers you? Break the water pot, and be unattached.
O Nanak, realize your own self; as Gurmukh, contemplate the essence of reality. || 4 || 4 ||

bhull chuk maaf karni, Maharaj..
Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fatehh

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Kadh Naanak Aavai Vaaree?

Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fatehh

ਸਲੋਕ ਮ: 5
ਹਰਣਾਖੀ ਕੂ ਸਚੁ ਵੈਣੁ ਸੁਣਾਈ ਜੋ ਤਉ ਕਰੇ ਉਧਾਰਣ॥
ਸੁੰਦਰ ਬਚਨ ਤੁਮ ਸੁਣਹੁ ਛਬੀਲੀ ਿਪਰੁ ਤੈਡਾ ਮਨ ਸਾਧਾਰਣੁ॥
ਦੁਰਜਨ ਸੇਤੀ ਨੇਹੁ ਰਚਾਇਓ ਦਿਸ ਿਵਖਾ ਮੈ ਕਾਰਣੁ॥
ਊਣੀ ਨਾਹੀ ਝੂਣੀ ਨਾਹੀ ਿਕਸੈ ਿਵਹੂਣੀ॥
ਿਪਰੁ ਛੈਲੁ ਛਬੀਲਾ ਛਿਡ ਗਵਾਇਓ ਦੁਰਮਿਤ ਕਰਿਮ ਿਵਹੂਣੀ॥
ਨਾ ਹਉ ਭੁਲੀ ਨਾ ਹਉ ਚੁਕੀ ਨਾ ਮੈ ਨਾਹੀ ਦੋਸਾ॥
ਿਜਤੁ ਹਉ ਲਾਈ ਿਤਤੁ ਹਉ ਲਗੀ ਤੂ ਸੁਿਣ ਸਚੁ ਸੰਦੇਸਾ॥
ਸਾਈ ਸੋਹਾਗਿਣ {ਸੁਹਾਗਿਣ?} ਸਾਈ ਭਾਗਿਣ ਜੈ ਿਪਿਰ ਿਕਰਪਾ ਧਾਰੀ॥
ਿਪਿਰ ਅਉਗਣ ਿਤਸ ਕੇ ਸਿਭ ਗਵਾਏ ਗਲ ਸੇਤੀ ਲਾਇ ਸਵਾਰੀ॥
ਕਰਮਹੀਣ ਧਨ ਕਰੈ ਿਬਨੰਤੀ ਕਿਦ ਨਾਨਕ ਆਵੈ ਵਾਰੀ॥
ਸਿਭ ਸੁਹਾਗਿਣ ਮਾਣਿਹ ਰਲੀਆ ਇਕ ਦੇਵਹੁ ਰਾਿਤ ਮੁਰਾਰੀ॥1॥
Salok Mahallaa: 5
O deer-eyed bride, I speak the Truth, which shall save you.
Listen to these beautiful words, O beauteous bride; your Beloved Lord is your mind's only support.
You have fallen in love with an evil person; tell me - show me why!
I lack nothing, and I am not sad or depressed; I have no deficiency at all.
I abandoned and lost my fascinating and beautiful Husband Lord; in this evil-mindedness, I have lost my good fortune.
I am not mistaken, and I am not confused; I have no egotism, and commit no offense.
As You have linked me, so I am linked; listen to my true message.
She alone is the blessed soul-bride, and she alone is fortunate, upon whom the Husband Lord has showered His Mercy.
Her Husband Lord takes away all her faults and mistakes; hugging her close in His embrace, He embellishes her.
The unfortunate soul-bride makes this prayer: O Nanak, when will my turn come?
All the blessed soul-brides celebrate and make merry; bless me as well with a night of bliss, O Lord. ||1||

bhull chuk maaf karnee, Maharaj.
Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fatehh !!

Sunday, March 05, 2006

"Diary of a [silly] not quite insomniac who's going to have a great day regardless! :-)"

omg my blog died..



omg nvm i saved it. =D


omg nvm the banner's still dead. ='(


omg its really really dead.. not just the banner. im going to have to go back and re-do nearly everything.. and i dont even know how i did half of what i did.. over half!

and im still sitting here smiling. today was just another lovely beautiful wonderful, wonderful day.. there are always things that bring my great days down.. i will be immensely happy throughout most of the day.. and something will happen right before i'm supposed to go to bed or something, and kill it all, and turn it into a day to be remembered as bad. or horrible. or worse.

but this is the second day that i can think of in recent times, where i've had a lovely day, and stupid things have happened, and i will even become unhappy for a bit of time.. but i still end the day on a high note, smiling, singing,
something.. or go to sleep just a bit sad, but wake up the next morning thinking whattt a greattt day yesterday was

im just randomly rambling.. those words go well with each other, but also sound much too similar.. this post will probably be deleted soon.. but mmm my pooooor bloggieee.. i wonder when i'll ever get around to fixing it.. hahaha im glad i found a site to help me with html and stuff..

and im going to make someone else help me too - glad they offered their help, lol..

=D total rambling.. i dont even know what im saying, im looking toward the tv that someone left on, and some nerdy looking guy is holding a gun toward a confident but already injured man with a shaking hand.. and the cops just busted in and saved him.. and he breaks down.. but the nerd guy has lost it

"I am one, and who am I?"

i think im watching csi.

man LA smagam kirtan is pretty amazing.. too bad for me i never realize the worth of something the first time around

sheesh i was about to sleep at 8 and now im going to bed at my normal time.. but u know what i think i'll get 6 hours or so.. if i sleep in which i think i will.. got six yesterday.. just so tireddd.. but its a good thing.. if it lasts more than two days longer though im going to start worrying

haha im such a silliehead :)

what should i name this post??

night waheguru jee kaa khaalsa waheguru jee kee fateh

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Meraa Pyaaraa Preetham - Meraa Preetham Pyaara

Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fateh

Waheguru Jee Kaa Khaalsa Waheguru Jee Kee Fatehh !!