Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Vaheguru tera shukar hai

mai niraguniaarae ko gun naahee aapae tharas paeiouee
I am unworthy - I have no worth or virtues at all. You have taken pity on me.

What a beautiful tuk this is! This tuk is filled with the feeling of ultimate egolessness, ultimate thankfulness and gratitude, and ultimate surrender. I am nothing by myself, You Yourself took pity on me and saved me. You Yourself chose me and made me what I am. You Yourself put me on this path that I am on, I have no credibility by myself. And why did You do that? That only You know, I don’t. So what do I say now? What else can I say except Vaheguru tera shukar hai.

kabeer maeraa mujh mehi kishh nehee jo kishh hai so thaeraa
Kabeer, nothing is mine within myself. Whatever there is, is Yours, O Lord.

thaeraa thujh ko soupathae kiaa laagai maeraa 203
If I surrender to You what is already Yours, what does it cost me? 203

Another beautiful tuk that has the divine fragrance of total surrender. On several instances in life, we lose a lot. One loses material possessions, one loses people (friends, relatives, loved ones), one may even lose honor and social status. The pain that is experienced is because we were under the impression that we had achieved it all, and thus get attached to all of these mentioned gifts of Vaheguru. If one has the avastha of what this tuk teaches us, we would never lose anything, or anyone! Because then we would know that whatever I had/got, whoever I had/got, was gifted to me by Vaheguru. Now He has taken it/them back. Sahib-E-Kamaal Dhann Dhann Sri Guru Gobind Singh Ji Maharaj Sachay Patshah thanked Vaheguru even after the shaheedi of all 4 of His Sahibzaade. If we could have even a speck of that avastha, our janam would be fulfilled. Then we would always be saying Vaheguru tera shukar hai.

kaethiaa dhookh bhookh sadh maar
So many endure distress, deprivation and constant abuse.

eaehi bh dhaath thaeree dhaathaar
Even these are Your Gifts, O Great Giver!

This is the height of accepting Vaheguru’s Hukam. What kind of avastha would this be when even pain seems sweet? This is what Sahib Sri Guru Arjan Dev Ji Maharaj Sachay Patshah meant when He said

thaeraa keeaa meet(h)aa laagai
Your actions seem so sweet to me

This is the avastha of all those Shaheed Singhs and Singhnees who faced the most brutal tortures. They accepted even pain and death as His gifts, and what is even more amazing is that they thanked Him. All they had in their minds was Vaheguru tera shukar hai.

I feel like a hypocrite writing all this, as I am myself unable to live this way. It’s very easy to write things, but becoming a living example is the real challenge. And that is where I fail.

But its ok. I still say Vaheguru tera shukar hai :)

~ Mehtab Singh

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

A Love Letter From The Womb

Dear Mom, Dear Dad:

We will meet soon. The past nine months have been transformative. I appreciate the hushed conversations we are having amongst our souls.

With my arrival, know our time together is no random act, a haphazard collision of lives. It wasn't written on a fortune cookie message or wished upon when the sky was full of stars.

This is destiny.

You are meant to be my parents and I'm meant to be your child.

It was established centuries ago when we all existed in the same womb where the sky touches the cosmos. We gathered together as stars forming constellations that nomads used in the desert to find their way back home.

We simply fit with each other.

All it took was a fleeting yet joyful thought in your mind, a nice daydream to lean on while sipping a cup of tea, and that was it, I came to be.

To meet you, I will walk forward in time from a glorious past where we gathered in courtyards wearing jamawari in pomegranate red and pashmina in clear water blues.

We savored papayas and custard apples, almonds and cashews. Listening to the smallest sparrows sing God's greatest songs.

And when we were summoned to ride stallions with pounding hooves, we knew it was our greatest glory to serve and protect the creed established by the Ten Kings illuminated by One Light. It was an honour to serve men who wore cotton and ate rationed rice and daal, for their lives held their weight in gold equally.

Please know the day I arrive, within that hour, that exact moment I come to you, I will be shivering, squinting, naked and wet. As you wrap me into your arms and swaddle me with your skin, know I also come to you in complete and utter perfection.

You are my flesh and blood parents and I'm deeply thankful for that, but please keep me close to the mother, the father who has brightly lit my soul.

Yes. There is a lantern in me that has a wick that will be lit the day I am born. The light will shine through my eyes and as you look at me, really look at me - you will see how much I will want to love this life I will live.

I will rely on you to keep this wick burning in me by seeing me for who I authentically am, and by showing me that there is a lantern brightly lit in every being I encounter, and it is just a matter of looking into their eyes and seeing them, really seeing them.

I will rely on you to help me create a quiet and open field in my mind, where we are still, where cherry and almond trees grow, where the air is pure and the water is clean, where I can sit under a tree with myself and seek guidance and wisdom and know everything and anything is possible.

Please keep me linked to my history and my faith and when you tell me stories about the dynasty of the Ten Kings illuminated by One Light and how they believed that life is sacred, life is a perpetual celebration, life is the truest gift, and that we must do everything we can to make each second count.

I will want to know that I am strong enough and brave enough to serve these Ten Glorious Kings and ride with our history's freedom fighters on stallions with pounding hooves, protecting the light in each and every soul.

And when we have to leave that glorious battle ground in our imaginations and set foot into the real world, I will ask you to listen for those riders on stallions with pounding hooves and prepare me to ride with them by sharpening the sword in my mind and expanding the shield in my heart to take on any thought, idea, or action that extinguishes the wick of a brightly lit soul.

Please know your dreams for me are only the beginning of what I am capable of and when I reach the heights of my potential, my capacity - please remind me I come from the minerals and water of the land of the Five Rivers and keep me grounded near the earth, close to the soil.

When I am prepared to leave home to follow my own light, know that I will take with me a love that YOU have given me that is so complete, so full, given in such absolute faith that my heart will spill over with the sunsets we share, it will run over with the waterfalls we stand under, it will gush with each and every desire you fulfill, it will flood in such excess, I will be able to enter the world, serve it with honour, and be that part of the earth people walk on when they are free.

Source: http://www.sikhsangat.com/index.php?showtopic=43190

Wednesday, March 11, 2009



With sunrise I awoke in this world. The sky was red and the air was sweet and warm. The flowers danced with the wind, and the birds sang in tune that day I was born.

My face was fresh and my soul was pure. I remembered heaven and my thousands of lives before. I smiled with joy for my chance of salvation had finally been procured.

I promised my lord I would remember him, I would serve him and teach them all. In ego I thought this lowly servant could save this world.

Slowly the sun rose, minutes became hours, hours turned to days. The flowers all blossoming and showering me with their sweet scent of primrose. In love for this world, I slowly forgot my lord.

At midday, you were watching over me from high in the sky. Your rays of truth shone bright, but I chose to hide in the shade. I sought the darkness, I never cared for your tears of rain. I didn’t need you anymore.

I found happiness in all of the rare diamonds and jewels in this earth. Yet I was never content and my body always hungered for more. Evening approached and I was now missing those youthful days.

The sun now faded, and it was night. The moon shone so bright. I stared at the stars contemplating all I had achieved in this life. I remembered that distant star that once was my guiding light. As the clock struck 12, I breathed my last and then I realised I had failed you my lord.

Vaheguru ji ka khalsa, Vaheguru ji ke fateh

By: malkeet (sikhsangat.com user)
Source: http://www.sikhsangat.com/index.php?showtopic=22605&st=108

Thursday, March 5, 2009

--Updates-- March2009

**NEW UPDATES (March2009)**

Kirtan Section Updates !

- Waterloo Youth Kirtan Darbar - February
- Patiala AKJ Smaagam - February
- Bhai Paramjit Singh Jis Katha
- Local TO House Kirtan - January
- York-UTM Youth Keertan Darbar - January
- Ludhiana annual AKJ Smaagam - January
- Brampton Weekly Simran Programs
- NEW Katha Files
- NEW Rare Kirtan Recordings
- NEW simran files added
- NEW Weekend Sangat Files
- and MANY more added every week !!


Gallery Section Updates !

- Waterloo Youth Kirtan Darbar - February
- York-UTM Youth Keertan Darbar - January
- TO Annual AKJ Smaagam - December
- and MANY more !


Video Section Updates !

- Bhog Videos in memory of Bhai Sahib Surat Singh jee (Puran Ji)
- Mohali Raensabayee - 2007
- Delhi AKJ Smaagam - October
- Local Weekend Sangat Program - August
- Dashmesh AKJ Raensabayee - July
- TO AKJ annual Smaagam - July
- ATL AKJ Smaagam - June
- Various Gatka Clips
- and more !
Vaheguruu ji ka khalsa, Vaheguruu ji ki fateh