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In memory of Guru Tegh Bahadur, who gave his head and changed the history of freedom in India



Guru Tegh Bahadur was the ninth spiritual master in the lineage of Guru Nanak, the singer of oneness. 

Aurangzeb, the last great Mughal emperor, ruled with an oppressive government, marked by the ruthless murder of his own brothers and jailed his father. Aurangzeb had Sufi saint Sarmad beheaded in 1661. Later that decade, in 1669, he ordered the destruction of the Kashi Vishwanath Temple in Varanasi. That same year, he brutally suppressed the Jat revolt in Mathura led by Gokal Jat, and the Satnamis faced eradication. In 1671, Aurangzeb appointed Nawab Iftikhar Khan as the governor of Kashmir, initiating a mission to convert Kashmiri Pandits to Islam, putting the existence of the community in jeopardy.

Amidst these challenges, a 15-member delegation of Kashmiri Pandits, led by Kirpa Ram Dat of Matan, arrived at Anandpur on May 25, 1675. Guru Tegh Bahadur felt a deep sense of compassion and restlessness for the plight of the innocent people. The little Gobind Rai, without any hesitation, supported his 

It was then that an eight-year-old Gobind Rai, inquisitive about the prevailing sadness, innocently asked the Guru and the visitors about its cause. The Guru explained that if the old customs and traditions of India were to be kept alive, it would require a holy person to sacrifice their life. The little Gobind Rai, without any hesitation, remarked that there could be no holier person for this sacrifice than the Guru himself. Little did he know, this remark would set profound events into motion.

Upon the Guru's instruction, the Pandits were advised to request the governor to have Tegh Bahadur convert first, with the assurance that they would follow suit. The Pandits conveyed this to the Governor, who then relayed it to Aurangzeb at Hasan Abdal, near the Kashmir borders. Already biased against Tegh Bahadur, Aurangzeb issued an edict to the governor of Lahore, instructing the Guru's arrest and imprisonment until summoned to Delhi.

The Governor of Lahore passed the edict to Abdul Aziz Dilawar Khan, the Faujdar of Sarhind, with discreet execution instructions. Nur Muhammad Khan Mirza, the Kotwal of Rupar, was instructed to quietly arrest the Guru and send him to Sarhind.

On July 11, 1675, Guru Tegh Bahadur, accompanied by three devoted Sikhs, Mati Das, Sati Das, and Dyal Das, left Anandpur. After covering about 40 kms, they halted for the night at Muslim Ranghar village near Rupar. At around 3 o'clock the next morning on July 12, the Guru and his companions were taken prisoners and hurriedly transported to Sarhind.

After four months, the Faujdar placed the Guru in an iron cage on the back of an elephant, while his companions were fettered and handcuffed, taken to Delhi in a bullock cart. Aurangzeb urged the Guru to embrace Islam, but he affirmed his faith, stating that he considered his religion as good as Islam. The emperor ordered severe tortures, and after five days, Aurangzeb attempted to forcibly convert the Guru.

Bhai Dyal Das, steadfast in his refusal, was bound with an iron chain and immersed into a massive cauldron of boiling oil. He endured a gruesome fate, roasted alive into a block of charcoal. Following suit, Bhai Sati Das who also resisted conversion, faced a brutal end, being hacked limb by limb.

Throughout these horrifying events, Tegh Bahadur witnessed it all, continuously uttering 'Waheguru.' Aware that his turn was imminent, he remained stoic, unaffected, and undaunted. Focused on Waheguru, his thoughts, ideas, and emotions concentrated, as a radiant divine light illuminated his face. He understood that such immortal sacrifices would not be in vain; their names would endure forever.

On November 11, 1675, around 11 o'clock in the morning, the appointed time for Guru Tegh Bahadur to respond arrived. Shortly before 11 o'clock, he was brought to the execution site in Chandni Chowk, now the location of Gurdwara Sis Ganj. The Qazi, high officials, and the executioner, Sayyid Jalal-ud-din of Samana, armed with a gleaming broadsword, were already present. Mughal soldiers formed a guard, and a sizable crowd gathered outside the barricade.

Facing the Qazi, Guru Tegh Bahadur was given the choice to perform a miracle, embrace Islam, or meet death. The Guru steadfastly refused to convert. The fatal blow was delivered, and his head rolled onto the floor.

The Guru's body lay at the gate. Jaita slipped out quietly, picked up the head and fled away towards Sabzi Mandi. He tied the head in a sheet, fastened it on his back and covered his body in an old, dirty blanket. Lakhi's son and a servant lifted the body, hid it in cotton and rushed off to Raisina, and to their home in Rakab Ganj village. Lakhi set fire to the house to avoid detection to perform cremation of Guru's body. After two days the Guru's ashes were collected. They were put in a bronze pot, and buried under ground at that very spot. Gurdwara Rakab Ganj marks this site.

Jaita carried the Guru's head, traveling from Azadpur to Sonipat, then Karnal, and finally taking the route to Pehowa, Ismailabad, and Ambala. He arrived at Kiratpur on the afternoon of Tuesday, November 16, 1675, covering a distance of 320 kms in five days. Gobind Rai conducted the ceremonial cremation of the head on November 17.

The common people were profoundly disturbed by the execution of the Guru and his three courageous companions. Guru Tegh Bahadur's death marked a turning point in the history of India. His son and successor, Guru Gobind Singh, reflected on the broader history of India.

From the execution of his great-grandfather, Guru Arjan, in Lahore to the imprisonment of his grandfather, Guru Hargobind, in the Gwalior fort, and the beheading of his father, the sixth Guru, the rulers' attitude remained unchanged over two hundred years. Guru Gobind Singh concluded that if the ruler was oppressive, people must rise in revolt.

Following the Guru's guidance, the Khalsa embraced the profession of arms. The once subjugated populace transformed into formidable warriors. Over the next century, they not only ended foreign rule but also thwarted invasions from the northwest. Aurangzeb became the last great Mughal emperor. The sikhs of Guru Tegh Bahadur can be found around the world.




Shlokas of Guru Nanak: 


ਜਉ ਤਉ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਖੇਲਣ ਕਾ ਚਾਉ ॥
jau tau prem khelan kaa chaau ||
If you desire to play this game of love with Me,
ਸਿਰੁ ਧਰਿ ਤਲੀ ਗਲੀ ਮੇਰੀ ਆਉ ॥
sir dhar talee galee meree aau ||
then step onto My Path with your head in hand.

ਇਤੁ ਮਾਰਗਿ ਪੈਰੁ ਧਰੀਜੈ ॥
eit maarag pair dhareejai ||
When you place your feet on this Path,
ਸਿਰੁ ਦੀਜੈ ਕਾਣਿ ਨ ਕੀਜੈ ॥੨੦॥
sir dheejai kaan na keejai ||20||
give Me your head, and do not pay any attention to public opinion. ||20||

Baani of Guru Gobind Singh: 


ਤਿਲਕ ਜੰਞੂ ਰਾਖਾ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਤਾ ਕਾ ॥
tilak ja(n)n(j)oo raakhaa prabh taa kaa ||
He protected the forehead mark (tilak) and sacred thread (of the Hindus),
ਕੀਨੋ ਬਡੋ ਕਲੂ ਮਹਿ ਸਾਕਾ ॥
keeno baddo kaloo meh saakaa ||
which marked a great event in this age of Kaljug (era of sin).

ਸਾਧਨ ਹੇਤਿ ਇਤੀ ਜਿਨਿ ਕਰੀ ॥
saadhan het itee jin karee ||
For the sake of Saints,
ਸੀਸੁ ਦੀਆ ਪਰੁ ਸੀ ਨ ਉਚਰੀ ॥੧੩॥
sees dheeaa par see na ucharee ||13||
He laid down His head without even a sign of whimper.

ਧਰਮ ਹੇਤ ਸਾਕਾ ਜਿਨਿ ਕੀਆ ॥
dharam het saakaa jin keeaa ||
For the sake of Dharma (righteousness),
ਸੀਸੁ ਦੀਆ ਪਰ ਸਿਰਰੁ ਨ ਦੀਆ ॥
sees dheeaa par sirar na dheeaa ||
He sacrificed Himself. He laid down His head, remaining uncompromising in His principles.


ਠੀਕਰ ਫੋਰਿ ਦਿਲੀਸ ਸਿਰਿ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਪੁਰਿ ਕੀਯਾ ਪਯਾਨ ॥
Theekar for dhilees sir prabh pur keeyaa payaan ||
Breaking the potsherd of his body head of the king of Delhi (Aurangzeb), He left for the abode of the Lord.

ਤੇਗ ਬਹਾਦਰ ਸੀ ਕ੍ਰਿਆ ਕਰੀ ਨ ਕਿਨਹੂੰ ਆਨ ॥੧੫॥
teg bahaadhar see kriaa karee na kinahoo(n) aan ||15||
None could perform such a feat as that of Tegh Bahadur.15.

ਤੇਗ ਬਹਾਦਰ ਕੇ ਚਲਤ ਭਯੋ ਜਗਤ ਕੋ ਸੋਕ ॥
teg bahaadhar ke chalat bhayo jagat ko sok ||
The whole world bemoaned the departure of Tegh Bahadur.

ਹੈ ਹੈ ਹੈ ਸਭ ਜਗ ਭਯੋ ਜੈ ਜੈ ਜੈ ਸੁਰ ਲੋਕ ॥੧੬॥
hai hai hai sabh jag bhayo jai jai jai sur lok ||16||
While the world lamented, the gods hailed his arrival in heavens.16.


Gurbani


ਠੀਕਰ ਫੋਰਿ ਦਿਲੀਸ ਸਿਰਿ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਪੁਰਿ ਕੀਯਾ ਪਯਾਨ ॥ 
ਤੇਗ ਬਹਾਦਰ ਸੀ ਕ੍ਰਿਆ ਕਰੀ ਨ ਕਿਨਹੂੰ ਆਨ ॥੧੫॥

ਤੇਗ ਬਹਾਦਰ ਕੇ ਚਲਤ ਭਯੋ ਜਗਤ ਕੋ ਸੋਕ ॥ 
ਹੈ ਹੈ ਹੈ ਸਭ ਜਗ ਭਯੋ ਜੈ ਜੈ ਜੈ ਸੁਰ ਲੋਕ ॥੧੬॥

ਠੀਕਰ ਫੋਰਿ ਦਿਲੀਸ ਸਿਰਿ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਪੁਰਿ ਕੀਯਾ ਪਯਾਨ ॥ 
ਤੇਗ ਬਹਾਦਰ ਸੀ ਕ੍ਰਿਆ ਕਰੀ ਨ ਕਿਨਹੂੰ ਆਨ ॥੧੫॥

ਤੇਗ ਬਹਾਦਰ ਕੇ ਚਲਤ ਭਯੋ ਜਗਤ ਕੋ ਸੋਕ ॥ 
ਹੈ ਹੈ ਹੈ ਸਭ ਜਗ ਭਯੋ ਜੈ ਜੈ ਜੈ ਸੁਰ ਲੋਕ ॥੧੬॥

ਜਉ ਤਉ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਖੇਲਣ ਕਾ ਚਾਉ ॥ ਸਿਰੁ ਧਰਿ ਤਲੀ ਗਲੀ ਮੇਰੀ ਆਉ ॥
ਇਤੁ ਮਾਰਗਿ ਪੈਰੁ ਧਰੀਜੈ ॥ ਸਿਰੁ ਦੀਜੈ ਕਾਣਿ ਨ ਕੀਜੈ ॥੨੦॥

ਤਿਲਕ ਜੰਞੂ ਰਾਖਾ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਤਾ ਕਾ ॥ ਕੀਨੋ ਬਡੋ ਕਲੂ ਮਹਿ ਸਾਕਾ ॥

ਸਾਧਨ ਹੇਤਿ ਇਤੀ ਜਿਨਿ ਕਰੀ ॥ ਸੀਸੁ ਦੀਆ ਪਰੁ ਸੀ ਨ ਉਚਰੀ ॥੧੩॥

ਧਰਮ ਹੇਤ ਸਾਕਾ ਜਿਨਿ ਕੀਆ ॥ ਸੀਸੁ ਦੀਆ ਪਰ ਸਿਰਰੁ ਨ ਦੀਆ ॥

ਠੀਕਰ ਫੋਰਿ ਦਿਲੀਸ ਸਿਰਿ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਪੁਰਿ ਕੀਯਾ ਪਯਾਨ ॥ 
ਤੇਗ ਬਹਾਦਰ ਸੀ ਕ੍ਰਿਆ ਕਰੀ ਨ ਕਿਨਹੂੰ ਆਨ ॥੧੫॥

ਤੇਗ ਬਹਾਦਰ ਕੇ ਚਲਤ ਭਯੋ ਜਗਤ ਕੋ ਸੋਕ ॥ 
ਹੈ ਹੈ ਹੈ ਸਭ ਜਗ ਭਯੋ ਜੈ ਜੈ ਜੈ ਸੁਰ ਲੋਕ ॥੧੬॥

My Translation

O Prabhu's he saved your tilak and Janeu
He did an amazing feat in this age of Kaljug.

For the sake of Saints,
He laid down His head without even a sign of pain.

For the sake of Dharma (righteousness),
He laid down His head, not His principles.

Breaking the potsherd head of the king of Delhi, He left for the abode of the Lord.
No one else has done what was done by Tegh Bahadur.

The whole world bemoaned the departure of Tegh Bahadur.
While the world Iamented, the gods hailed his arrival in heavens.

Guru Tegh Bahadur 

Jān būjẖ kai bāvre ṯai kāj bigārio
Knowingly you spoil your life

Pāp karaṯ sukcẖio nahī nah garab nivārio
You sin without restraint, you don't eradicate false pride



The full shabad - 

ਤਿਲੰਗ ਮਹਲਾ ੯ ॥
तिलंग महला ९ ॥
Ŧilang mėhlā 9.
Tilang, Ninth Mehl:

ਹਰਿ ਜਸੁ ਰੇ ਮਨਾ ਗਾਇ ਲੈ ਜੋ ਸੰਗੀ ਹੈ ਤੇਰੋ ॥
हरि जसु रे मना गाइ लै जो संगी है तेरो ॥
Har jas re manā gāe lai jo sangī hai ṯero.
Sing the Lord's Praises, O mind; He is your only true companion.

ਅਉਸਰੁ ਬੀਤਿਓ ਜਾਤੁ ਹੈ ਕਹਿਓ ਮਾਨ ਲੈ ਮੇਰੋ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
अउसरु बीतिओ जातु है कहिओ मान लै मेरो ॥१॥ रहाउ ॥
Aosar bīṯio jāṯ hai kahio mān lai mero. ||1|| rahāo.
Your time is passing away; listen carefully to what I say. ||1||Pause||

ਸੰਪਤਿ ਰਥ ਧਨ ਰਾਜ ਸਿਉ ਅਤਿ ਨੇਹੁ ਲਗਾਇਓ ॥
स्मपति रथ धन राज सिउ अति नेहु लगाइओ ॥
Sampaṯ rath ḏẖan rāj sio aṯ nehu lagāio.
You are so in love with property, chariots, wealth and power.

ਕਾਲ ਫਾਸ ਜਬ ਗਲਿ ਪਰੀ ਸਭ ਭਇਓ ਪਰਾਇਓ ॥੧॥
काल फास जब गलि परी सभ भइओ पराइओ ॥१॥
Kāl fās jab gal parī sabẖ bẖaio parāio. ||1||
When the noose of death tightens around your neck, they will all belong to others. ||1||

ਜਾਨਿ ਬੂਝ ਕੈ ਬਾਵਰੇ ਤੈ ਕਾਜੁ ਬਿਗਾਰਿਓ ॥
जानि बूझ कै बावरे तै काजु बिगारिओ ॥
Jān būjẖ kai bāvre ṯai kāj bigārio.
Know this well, O madman - you have ruined your affairs.

ਪਾਪ ਕਰਤ ਸੁਕਚਿਓ ਨਹੀ ਨਹ ਗਰਬੁ ਨਿਵਾਰਿਓ ॥੨॥
पाप करत सुकचिओ नही नह गरबु निवारिओ ॥२॥
Pāp karaṯ sukcẖio nahī nah garab nivārio. ||2||
You did not restrain yourself from committing sins, and you did not eradicate your ego. ||2||

ਜਿਹ ਬਿਧਿ ਗੁਰ ਉਪਦੇਸਿਆ ਸੋ ਸੁਨੁ ਰੇ ਭਾਈ ॥
जिह बिधि गुर उपदेसिआ सो सुनु रे भाई ॥
Jih biḏẖ gur upḏesiā so sun re bẖāī.
So listen to the Teachings imparted by the Guru, O Siblings of Destiny.

ਨਾਨਕ ਕਹਤ ਪੁਕਾਰਿ ਕੈ ਗਹੁ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਸਰਨਾਈ ॥੩॥੩॥
नानक कहत पुकारि कै गहु प्रभ सरनाई ॥३॥३॥
Nānak kahaṯ pukār kai gahu parabẖ sarnāī. ||3||3||
Nanak proclaims: hold tight to the Protection and the Sanctuary of God. ||3||3||

Reminds me of 
1. Autobiography in Five Short Chapters by Portia Nelson


Also spelt
Jaan Boojh Kai Baavare

Listening to Guru Tegh Bahadur's shabad Har ki Gat Neh Kou Janai ("No one knows the state of the Lord") today by Bhai Manmohan Singh; he mentioned that the same tune was used by Bhai Dharam Singh Zakhmi and also Bhai Nirmal Singh.  The lyrics and translation of the shabad are at the bottom of this note. 

I found a recording of an old version from youtube. Perhaps this would be good to add to the list of shabads to celebrate Guru Tegh Bahdur's 250th birth anniversary that is upcoming later this year. 





Essence of the Shabad

Many yogis, many ascetics, and many other wise people have tried and failed but no person has been able to understand what Hari is like. He makes the poor a king and in an instant he makes a pauper the king. He fills empty pots and empties the filled ones; that is just the way he is. He is found in so many colors and forms, yet he remains separate from all forms. His qualities cannot be counted. He is infinite, he is invisible, he is immortal himself, and he makes the whole world wander in Maya. Only the person who has submitted his mind to hari's feet stops wandering in illusion.


On Gati 

Gat or Gati is an interesting word; in common hindi today it means speed, but it can most likely be related to condition, state or stature. According to the dictionary Gati can have many meanings as below: 

Gaṯ(i). 1. ਹਾਲਤ, ਅਵਸਥਾ, ਦਸ਼ਾ। 2. ਛੁਟਕਾਰਾ, ਗਤੀ, ਪ੍ਰਾਪਤੀ, ਮੁਕਤੀ। 3. ਉਚੀ/ਗਿਆਨ ਵਾਲੀ ਅਵਸਥਾ। 4. ਰਸਤਾ, ਮਾਰਗ। 5. ਉਚੀ ਪਦਵੀ ਭਾਵ ਮੁਕਤੀ। 6. ਗਤੀ ਭਾਵ ਜੀਵਨ ਦਾ ਅੰਤਮ ਲਕਸ਼ (ਮਨੋਰਥ)। 7. ਜੁਗਤਿ, ਤਰੀਕਾ ਢੰਗ (ਪਾਰ ਪਹੁੰਚਾਉਣ ਦਾ)। 8. ਪਹੁੰਚ, ਗਮਤਾ, ਸਮਰਥਾ। 9. ਭਾਵ ਸਫਲਤਾ, ਸੁਖ। 10. ਭਾਵ ਸ਼ੁਧੀ, ਪਵਿੱਤਰਤਾ। 11. ਅਸਲੀਅਤ, ਸਾਰ। 12. ਸੋਝੀ, ਸਾਰ। 13. ਵਡਿਆਈ, ਮਹਾਨਤਾ। 14. ਚੰਗੇ (ਭਾਵ)। 1. condition. 2. salvation, deliverance. 3. higher state of knowledge/awakening. 4. way; state of emancipation. 5. higher status viz., salvation. 6. emancipation. 7. way/tact of salvation. 8. capability. 9. salvation. 10. emancipation. 11. essence. 12. awareness, consciousness. 13. praise, greatness. 14. emancipation, good. 


This shabad reminds me of the following:

  • Bhagat Namdev's, Jee Ki Jot Na Janai Koi: No one knows the true lamp of the life. 
  • Guru Nanak's Manne ki gat kahi na Jae from Japji Sahib. ਮੰਨੇ ਕੀ ਗਤਿ ਕਹੀ ਨ ਜਾਇ ॥ Japujee, Guru Nanak 12:1 (P: 3). No one knows the condition of the one who has completely surrendered. 
  • Bhai Nandlal's Gahe Sufi Gahe Zaahid - Sometimes he appears as a sufi, sometimes as zaahid and sometimes as kalandar. he comes in so many colors. 
  • Stanza 2 (Nana roop dhare bahu rangi) reminds me of Guru Nanak's Rang Ratta Mera Sahib: He is himself the fish, the fisherman, his net and the weights of the net. 
  • Meera's Karam ki gati Nyaari. Especially the line "moorakh ko tum raaj diyat ho / pandit phirat bhikhaari."  Strange is the result of karam, she says. The stupid person becomes a king and the wise one is asking for alms. 
  • Also Meera's Hari bin koon gati meri. Here gati has a slightly different meaning. This is a song of birha, or separation. Says Meera, without Hari what is my plight!
Har Ki Gat Neh Kou Jaanai - Lyrics and Translation

ਰਾਗੁ ਬਿਹਾਗੜਾ ਮਹਲਾ ੯ ॥
रागु बिहागड़ा महला ९ ॥
Rāg bihāgaṛā mėhlā 9.
Raag Bihaagraa, Ninth Mehl:

ਹਰਿ ਕੀ ਗਤਿ ਨਹਿ ਕੋਊ ਜਾਨੈ ॥
हरि की गति नहि कोऊ जानै ॥
Har kī gaṯ nėh ko▫ū jānai.
No one knows the state of the Lord.

ਜੋਗੀ ਜਤੀ ਤਪੀ ਪਚਿ ਹਾਰੇ ਅਰੁ ਬਹੁ ਲੋਗ ਸਿਆਨੇ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
जोगी जती तपी पचि हारे अरु बहु लोग सिआने ॥१॥ रहाउ ॥
Jogī jaṯī ṯapī pacẖ hāre ar baho log si▫āne. ||1|| rahā▫o.
The Yogis, the celibates, the penitents, and all sorts of clever people have failed. ||1||Pause||

ਛਿਨ ਮਹਿ ਰਾਉ ਰੰਕ ਕਉ ਕਰਈ ਰਾਉ ਰੰਕ ਕਰਿ ਡਾਰੇ ॥
छिन महि राउ रंक कउ करई राउ रंक करि डारे ॥
Cẖẖin mėh rā▫o rank ka▫o kar▫ī rā▫o rank kar dāre.
In an instant, He changes the beggar into a king, and the king into a beggar.

ਰੀਤੇ ਭਰੇ ਭਰੇ ਸਖਨਾਵੈ ਯਹ ਤਾ ਕੋ ਬਿਵਹਾਰੇ ॥੧॥
रीते भरे भरे सखनावै यह ता को बिवहारे ॥१॥
Rīṯe bẖare bẖare sakẖnāvai yėh ṯā ko bivhāre. ||1||
He fills what is empty, and empties what is full - such are His ways. ||1||

ਅਪਨੀ ਮਾਇਆ ਆਪਿ ਪਸਾਰੀ ਆਪਹਿ ਦੇਖਨਹਾਰਾ ॥
अपनी माइआ आपि पसारी आपहि देखनहारा ॥
Apnī mā▫i▫ā āp pasārī āpėh ḏekẖanhārā.
He Himself spread out the expanse of His Maya, and He Himself beholds it.

ਨਾਨਾ ਰੂਪੁ ਧਰੇ ਬਹੁ ਰੰਗੀ ਸਭ ਤੇ ਰਹੈ ਨਿਆਰਾ ॥੨॥
नाना रूपु धरे बहु रंगी सभ ते रहै निआरा ॥२॥
Nānā rūp ḏẖare baho rangī sabẖ ṯe rahai ni▫ārā. ||2||
He assumes so many forms, and plays so many games, and yet, He remains detached from it all. ||2||

ਅਗਨਤ ਅਪਾਰੁ ਅਲਖ ਨਿਰੰਜਨ ਜਿਹ ਸਭ ਜਗੁ ਭਰਮਾਇਓ ॥
अगनत अपारु अलख निरंजन जिह सभ जगु भरमाइओ ॥
Agnaṯ apār alakẖ niranjan jih sabẖ jag bẖarmā▫i▫o.
Incalculable, infinite, incomprehensible and immaculate is He, who has misled the entire world.

ਸਗਲ ਭਰਮ ਤਜਿ ਨਾਨਕ ਪ੍ਰਾਣੀ ਚਰਨਿ ਤਾਹਿ ਚਿਤੁ ਲਾਇਓ ॥੩॥੧॥੨॥
सगल भरम तजि नानक प्राणी चरनि ताहि चितु लाइओ ॥३॥१॥२॥
Sagal bẖaram ṯaj Nānak parāṇī cẖaran ṯāhi cẖiṯ lā▫i▫o. ||3||1||2||
Cast off all your doubts; prays Nanak, O mortal, focus your consciousness on His Feet. ||3||1||2||
Beauty that stays versus beauty that is transient. Three poems to ponder upon -



Percy Shelley - "The flower that smiles today"

The flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow dies;
All that we wish to stay
Tempts and then flies.
What is this world’s delight?
Lightning that mocks the night,
Brief even as bright.

(see below for entire poem and analysis)

Ghalib - Hai Kis Kadar


hai kis qadar halāk-e-fareb-e-vafā-e-gul 
bulbul ke kārobār pe haiñ ḳhanda-hā-e-gul 

है किस क़दर हलाक-ए-फ़रेब-ए-वफ़ा-ए-गुल 
बुलबुल के कारोबार पे हैं ख़ंदा-हा-ए-गुल 

How fatal 
is her false loyalty! 
The nightingale thinks the rose 
is smiling, he thinks that she
is interested while she
laughs at his
deeds 

(see below for entire poem and meanings)

Guru Tegh Bahadur (Raag Basant) - Kahaa Bhuleyo Re Jhuthe Lobh Laag

ਬਸੰਤੁ ਮਹਲਾ ੯ ॥
बसंतु महला ९ ॥
Basanṯ mėhlā 9.
Basant, Ninth Mehl:

ਕਹਾ ਭੂਲਿਓ ਰੇ ਝੂਠੇ ਲੋਭ ਲਾਗ ॥
कहा भूलिओ रे झूठे लोभ लाग ॥
Kahā bẖūli▫o re jẖūṯẖe lobẖ lāg.
Why do you wander lost, O mortal, attached to falsehood and greed?

ਕਛੁ ਬਿਗਰਿਓ ਨਾਹਿਨ ਅਜਹੁ ਜਾਗ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
कछु बिगरिओ नाहिन अजहु जाग ॥१॥ रहाउ ॥
Kacẖẖ bigri▫o nāhin ajahu jāg. ||1|| rahā▫o.
Nothing has been lost yet - there is still time to wake up! ||1||Pause||

ਸਮ ਸੁਪਨੈ ਕੈ ਇਹੁ ਜਗੁ ਜਾਨੁ ॥
सम सुपनै कै इहु जगु जानु ॥
Sam supnai kai ih jag jān.
You must realize that this world is nothing more than a dream.

ਬਿਨਸੈ ਛਿਨ ਮੈ ਸਾਚੀ ਮਾਨੁ ॥੧॥
बिनसै छिन मै साची मानु ॥१॥
Binsai cẖẖin mai sācẖī mān. ||1||
In an instant, it shall perish; know this as true. ||1||

ਸੰਗਿ ਤੇਰੈ ਹਰਿ ਬਸਤ ਨੀਤ ॥
संगि तेरै हरि बसत नीत ॥
Sang ṯerai har basaṯ nīṯ.
The Lord constantly abides with you.

ਨਿਸ ਬਾਸੁਰ ਭਜੁ ਤਾਹਿ ਮੀਤ ॥੨॥
निस बासुर भजु ताहि मीत ॥२॥
Nis bāsur bẖaj ṯāhi mīṯ. ||2||
Night and day, vibrate and meditate on Him, O my friend. ||2||

ਬਾਰ ਅੰਤ ਕੀ ਹੋਇ ਸਹਾਇ ॥
बार अंत की होइ सहाइ ॥
Bār anṯ kī ho▫e sahā▫e.
At the very last instant, He shall be your Help and Support.

ਕਹੁ ਨਾਨਕ ਗੁਨ ਤਾ ਕੇ ਗਾਇ ॥੩॥੫॥
कहु नानक गुन ता के गाइ ॥३॥५॥
Kaho Nānak gun ṯā ke gā▫e. ||3||5||
Says Nanak, sing His Praises. ||3||5||


A critical reading of Percy Shelley’s poem


Percy Shelley (1792-1822) was, along with Lord Byron and John Keats, one of the second-generation Romantic poets who followed Wordsworth and Coleridge – and, to an extent, diverged from them, having slightly different ideas of Romanticism. ‘The Flower That Smiles Today’, sometimes titled ‘Mutability’ (though Shelley, confusingly, wrote another poem called ‘Mutability’) is one of Shelley’s most widely anthologised poems, so we thought we’d share it here, along with a brief analysis of its language and meaning.

The flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow dies;
All that we wish to stay
Tempts and then flies.
What is this world’s delight?
Lightning that mocks the night,
Brief even as bright.

Virtue, how frail it is!
Friendship how rare!
Love, how it sells poor bliss
For proud despair!
But we, though soon they fall,
Survive their joy, and all
Which ours we call.

Whilst skies are blue and bright,
Whilst flowers are gay,
Whilst eyes that change ere night
Make glad the day;
Whilst yet the calm hours creep,
Dream thou—and from thy sleep
Then wake to weep.


‘The Flower That Smiles Today’, in summary, is a poem about the brevity of all things – all hopes, desires, and delights the world has to offer are short-lived and doomed to die. Everything is fleeting and transitory. This argument had been made before Shelley made it: consider Robert Herrick’s famous seventeenth-century poem ‘To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time’. Indeed, Shelley’s opening lines seem to be a conscious reworking of Herrick’s: where Shelley writes ‘The flower that smiles today / Tomorrow dies’, Herrick had written that ‘this same flower that smiles today / Tomorrow will be dying.’

percy-shelley-flower-that-smiles-todayIn the second stanza, Shelley laments that virtue or decency, friendship, and love are all rare and delicate: even once you have gained them you cannot guarantee they will last. (Shelley himself held to a philosophical view of love whereby, if you didn’t feel an intensely passionate love for someone any longer, you should leave them and be with the person you’re meant to be with; this goes a long way towards explaining his messy home life.) Yet Shelley affirms that we survive the deaths of these things: friendship, love, virtue. We have to go soldiering on, but at least we’re still alive.


In the third stanza, Shelley argues that, while we have this dreamy world of joy and delight, we should seek to enjoy it, before we ‘wake to weep’ when it’s all over. The dream analogy is a nice touch: we usually aren’t aware that we are in a dream, and are passively carried along by it. It’s only when we wake that we realise we’ve been had. Shelley’s message appears to be that we cannot control these things – they are greater than us – so all we can do is to enjoy them while they last.

The first stanza of Shelley’s poem in particular repays close analysis. There are long ‘i’ sounds at the ends of five of the seven lines, but also internally too (‘smiles’, ‘Lightning’), with the ‘light’ peeping out from ‘delight’ playing off the miserable darkness of ‘night’, and that flash of light glimpsed between them, in the word ‘Lightning’, being almost electrifying in its force at the start of the line. The world’s pleasures are as brief as a flash of lightning, but how exhilarating to experience!

‘The Flower That Smiles Today’ (or ‘Mutability’, as some anthologies have it) depicts Shelley’s ideas about worldly pleasures in an effective and memorable way. It might be productive to analyse this poem alongside something like Herrick’s, which was written in a very different, though equally turbulent, period of English history. One wonders how much that turbulence fed into the poems’ message, to enjoy fleeting joys before they’ve flown.


Ghalib's Ghazal - hai kis qadar halāk


hai kis qadar halāk-e-fareb-e-vafā-e-gul 
bulbul ke kārobār pe haiñ ḳhanda-hā-e-gul 

āzādī-e-nasīm mubārak ki har taraf 
TuuTe paḌe haiñ halqa-e-dām-e-havā-e-gul 

jo thā so mauj-e-rañg ke dhoke meñ mar gayā 
ai vaa.e nāla-e-lab-e-ḳhūnīñ-navā-e-gul 

ḳhush-hāl us harīf-e-siyah-mast kā ki jo 
rakhtā ho misl-e-sāya-e-gul sar-ba-pā-e-gul 

ījād kartī hai use tere liye bahār 
merā raqīb hai nafas-e-itr-sā-e-gul 

sharminda rakhte haiñ mujhe bād-e-bahār se 
mīnā-e-be-sharāb o dil-e-be-havā-e-gul 

satvat se tere jalva-e-husn-e-ġhuyūr kī 
ḳhuuñ hai mirī nigāh meñ rañg-e-adā-e-gul 

tere hī jalve kā hai ye dhokā ki aaj tak 
be-iḳhtiyār dauḌe hai gul dar-qafā-e-gul 

'ġhālib' mujhe hai us se ham-āġhoshī aarzū 
jis kā ḳhayāl hai gul-e-jeb-e-qabā-e-gul 

Additional unpublished shers from this ghazal -

dīvānagāñ kā chāra faroġh-e-bahār hai 
hai shāḳh-e-gul meñ panja-e-ḳhūbāñ bajā.e gul 

mizhgāñ talak rasā.ī-e-laḳht-e-jigar kahāñ 
ai vaa.e gar nigāh na ho āshnā-e-gul 

How murderous is the false faith of the rose!
The nightingale's doings amuse the rose.

Celebrate the breeze's freedom: everywhere lie broken
The meshes of the net of desire of the rose.
                        [I now think it should be "desire-net" instead of "net of desire"]

Deceived, everyone fell for its wave of color.
Oh, the lament of the bloody-voiced lip of the rose!

How happy is that drunken one who, like the rose's shadow
Rests his head on the foot of the rose.

Spring creates it for you, it's my rival
The perfume-like breath of the rose.

They make me ashamed before the spring breeze
My cup without wine, my heart without desire for the rose.

Your jealous beauty appears in such glory that
It's mere blood in my eyes, the color of the charm of the rose.

Even now, deceived, thinking it to be you
The rose runs recklessly after the rose.

Ghalib, I long to embrace her
The thought of whom is the rose on the dress of the rose.

More on this ghazal: http://www.columbia.edu/itc/mealac/pritchett/00ghalib/080/80_01.html
How 
to meditate



If you put water in front of a person 
and they wants an explanation
on how they can drink it 
it is clear that this
this person is 
not thirsty


Guru Arjan

Meditate Upon the One
More on Simro Simar Simar Sukh Pao

Remember Gobind in every breath
Saas Saas Simro Gobind
More on Saas Saas

Bhagat Kabir 

There is no right way. Give up useless rituals.
O Kabir, love Raam by Guru's Grace!

(See Raam Simar - Bhagat Kabir below)
More on Rituals

Guru Tegh Bahadur

The pleasures of the world are false.
Your purpose is to meditate on Raam

(See Raam Simar - Guru Tegh Bahadur below)

Bhagat Namdev

Why so proud? This body will perish
The real doer, my true love, is Raam

(See Raam Sanehi - Bhagat Namdev below)


Texts of Quoted Shabads

Raam Sanehi - Bhagat Namdev

ਧਨਾਸਰੀ ਬਾਣੀ ਭਗਤ ਨਾਮਦੇਵ ਜੀ ਕੀ
धनासरी बाणी भगत नामदेव जी की
Ḏẖanāsrī baṇī bẖagaṯ Nāmḏev jī kī
Dhanaasaree, The Word Of Devotee Naam Dayv Jee:

ੴ ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਪ੍ਰਸਾਦਿ ॥
ੴ सतिगुर प्रसादि ॥
Ik▫oaʼnkār saṯgur parsāḏ.
One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:

ਗਹਰੀ ਕਰਿ ਕੈ ਨੀਵ ਖੁਦਾਈ ਊਪਰਿ ਮੰਡਪ ਛਾਏ ॥
गहरी करि कै नीव खुदाई ऊपरि मंडप छाए ॥
Gahrī kar kai nīv kẖuḏāī ūpar mandap cẖẖāe.
They dig deep foundations, and build lofty palaces.

ਮਾਰਕੰਡੇ ਤੇ ਕੋ ਅਧਿਕਾਈ ਜਿਨਿ ਤ੍ਰਿਣ ਧਰਿ ਮੂੰਡ ਬਲਾਏ ॥੧॥
मारकंडे ते को अधिकाई जिनि त्रिण धरि मूंड बलाए ॥१॥
Mārkande ṯe ko aḏẖikā▫ī jin ṯariṇ ḏẖar mūnd balā▫e. ||1||
Can anyone live longer than Markanda, who passed his days with only a handful of straw upon his head? ||1||

ਹਮਰੋ ਕਰਤਾ ਰਾਮੁ ਸਨੇਹੀ ॥
हमरो करता रामु सनेही ॥
Hamro karṯā rām sanehī.
The Creator Lord is our only friend.

ਕਾਹੇ ਰੇ ਨਰ ਗਰਬੁ ਕਰਤ ਹਹੁ ਬਿਨਸਿ ਜਾਇ ਝੂਠੀ ਦੇਹੀ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
काहे रे नर गरबु करत हहु बिनसि जाइ झूठी देही ॥१॥ रहाउ ॥
Kāhe re nar garab karaṯ hahu binas jā▫e jẖūṯẖī ḏehī. ||1|| rahā▫o.
O man, why are you so proud? This body is only temporary - it shall pass away. ||1||Pause||


ਮੇਰੀ ਮੇਰੀ ਕੈਰਉ ਕਰਤੇ ਦੁਰਜੋਧਨ ਸੇ ਭਾਈ ॥
मेरी मेरी कैरउ करते दुरजोधन से भाई ॥
Merī merī kaira▫o karṯe ḏurjoḏẖan se bẖā▫ī.
The Kaurvas, who had brothers like Duryodhan, used to proclaim, "This is ours! This is ours!

ਬਾਰਹ ਜੋਜਨ ਛਤ੍ਰੁ ਚਲੈ ਥਾ ਦੇਹੀ ਗਿਰਝਨ ਖਾਈ ॥੨॥
बारह जोजन छत्रु चलै था देही गिरझन खाई ॥२॥
Bārah jojan cẖẖaṯar cẖalai thā ḏehī girjẖan kẖā▫ī. ||2||
Their royal procession extended over sixty miles, and yet their bodies were eaten by vultures. ||2||

ਸਰਬ ਸੋੁਇਨ ਕੀ ਲੰਕਾ ਹੋਤੀ ਰਾਵਨ ਸੇ ਅਧਿਕਾਈ ॥
सरब सोइन की लंका होती रावन से अधिकाई ॥
Sarab so▫in kī lankā hoṯī rāvan se aḏẖikā▫ī.
Sri Lanka was totally rich with gold; was anyone greater than its ruler Raavan?

ਕਹਾ ਭਇਓ ਦਰਿ ਬਾਂਧੇ ਹਾਥੀ ਖਿਨ ਮਹਿ ਭਈ ਪਰਾਈ ॥੩॥
कहा भइओ दरि बांधे हाथी खिन महि भई पराई ॥३॥
Kahā bẖa▫i▫o ḏar bāʼnḏẖe hāthī kẖin mėh bẖa▫ī parā▫ī. ||3||
What happened to the elephants, tethered at his gate? In an instant, it all belonged to someone else. ||3||

ਦੁਰਬਾਸਾ ਸਿਉ ਕਰਤ ਠਗਉਰੀ ਜਾਦਵ ਏ ਫਲ ਪਾਏ ॥
दुरबासा सिउ करत ठगउरी जादव ए फल पाए ॥
Ḏurbāsā si▫o karaṯ ṯẖag▫urī jāḏav e fal pā▫e.
The Yaadvas deceived Durbaasaa, and received their rewards.

ਕ੍ਰਿਪਾ ਕਰੀ ਜਨ ਅਪੁਨੇ ਊਪਰ ਨਾਮਦੇਉ ਹਰਿ ਗੁਨ ਗਾਏ ॥੪॥੧॥
क्रिपा करी जन अपुने ऊपर नामदेउ हरि गुन गाए ॥४॥१॥
Kirpā karī jan apune ūpar nāmḏe▫o har gun gā▫e. ||4||1||
The Lord has shown mercy to His humble servant, and now Naam Dayv sings the Glorious Praises of the Lord. ||4||1||

Raam Simar - Bhagat Kabir

ਰਾਮ ਸਿਮਰਿ ਰਾਮ ਸਿਮਰਿ ਰਾਮ ਸਿਮਰਿ ਭਾਈ ॥
राम सिमरि राम सिमरि राम सिमरि भाई ॥
Rām simar rām simar rām simar bẖā▫ī.
Remember the Lord, remember the Lord, remember the Lord in meditation, O Siblings of Destiny.

ਰਾਮ ਨਾਮ ਸਿਮਰਨ ਬਿਨੁ ਬੂਡਤੇ ਅਧਿਕਾਈ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
राम नाम सिमरन बिनु बूडते अधिकाई ॥१॥ रहाउ ॥
Rām nām simran bin būdṯe aḏẖikā▫ī. ||1|| rahā▫o.
Without remembering the Lord's Name in meditation, a great many are drowned. ||1||Pause||

ਬਨਿਤਾ ਸੁਤ ਦੇਹ ਗ੍ਰੇਹ ਸੰਪਤਿ ਸੁਖਦਾਈ ॥
बनिता सुत देह ग्रेह स्मपति सुखदाई ॥
Baniṯā suṯ ḏeh gareh sampaṯ sukẖ▫ḏā▫ī.
Your spouse, children, body, house and possessions - you think these will give you peace.

ਇਨ੍ਹ੍ਹ ਮੈ ਕਛੁ ਨਾਹਿ ਤੇਰੋ ਕਾਲ ਅਵਧ ਆਈ ॥੧॥
इन्ह मै कछु नाहि तेरो काल अवध आई ॥१॥
Inĥ mai kacẖẖ nāhi ṯero kāl avaḏẖ ā▫ī. ||1||
But none of these shall be yours, when the time of death comes. ||1||

ਅਜਾਮਲ ਗਜ ਗਨਿਕਾ ਪਤਿਤ ਕਰਮ ਕੀਨੇ ॥
अजामल गज गनिका पतित करम कीने ॥
Ajāmal gaj ganikā paṯiṯ karam kīne.
Ajaamal, the elephant, and the prostitute committed many sins,

ਤੇਊ ਉਤਰਿ ਪਾਰਿ ਪਰੇ ਰਾਮ ਨਾਮ ਲੀਨੇ ॥੨॥
तेऊ उतरि पारि परे राम नाम लीने ॥२॥
Ŧe▫ū uṯar pār pare rām nām līne. ||2||
but still, they crossed over the world-ocean, by chanting the Lord's Name. ||2||

ਸੂਕਰ ਕੂਕਰ ਜੋਨਿ ਭ੍ਰਮੇ ਤਊ ਲਾਜ ਨ ਆਈ ॥
सूकर कूकर जोनि भ्रमे तऊ लाज न आई ॥
Sūkar kūkar jon bẖarame ṯa▫ū lāj na ā▫ī.
You have wandered in reincarnation, as pigs and dogs - did you feel no shame?

ਰਾਮ ਨਾਮ ਛਾਡਿ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤ ਕਾਹੇ ਬਿਖੁ ਖਾਈ ॥੩॥
राम नाम छाडि अम्रित काहे बिखु खाई ॥३॥
Rām nām cẖẖād amriṯ kāhe bikẖ kẖā▫ī. ||3||
Forsaking the Ambrosial Name of the Lord, why do you eat poison? ||3||

ਤਜਿ ਭਰਮ ਕਰਮ ਬਿਧਿ ਨਿਖੇਧ ਰਾਮ ਨਾਮੁ ਲੇਹੀ ॥
तजि भरम करम बिधि निखेध राम नामु लेही ॥
Ŧaj bẖaram karam biḏẖ nikẖeḏẖ rām nām lehī.
Abandon your doubts about do's and dont's, and take to the Lord's Name.

ਗੁਰ ਪ੍ਰਸਾਦਿ ਜਨ ਕਬੀਰ ਰਾਮੁ ਕਰਿ ਸਨੇਹੀ ॥੪॥੫॥
गुर प्रसादि जन कबीर रामु करि सनेही ॥४॥५॥
Gur parsāḏ jan Kabīr rām kar sanehī. ||4||5||
By Guru's Grace, O servant Kabeer, love the Lord. ||4||5||


Raam Simar - Guru Tegh Bahadur


ਰਾਗੁ ਜੈਜਾਵੰਤੀ ਮਹਲਾ ੯ ॥
रागु जैजावंती महला ९ ॥
Rāg jaijāvanṯī mėhlā 9.
Raag Jaijaavantee, Ninth Mehl:

ਰਾਮੁ ਸਿਮਰਿ ਰਾਮੁ ਸਿਮਰਿ ਇਹੈ ਤੇਰੈ ਕਾਜਿ ਹੈ ॥
रामु सिमरि रामु सिमरि इहै तेरै काजि है ॥
Rām simar rām simar ihai ṯerai kāj hai.
Meditate in remembrance on the Lord - meditate on the Lord; this alone shall be of use to you.

ਮਾਇਆ ਕੋ ਸੰਗੁ ਤਿਆਗੁ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਜੂ ਕੀ ਸਰਨਿ ਲਾਗੁ ॥
माइआ को संगु तिआगु प्रभ जू की सरनि लागु ॥
Mā▫i▫ā ko sang ṯi▫āg parabẖ jū kī saran lāg.
Abandon your association with Maya, and take shelter in the Sanctuary of God.

ਜਗਤ ਸੁਖ ਮਾਨੁ ਮਿਥਿਆ ਝੂਠੋ ਸਭ ਸਾਜੁ ਹੈ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
जगत सुख मानु मिथिआ झूठो सभ साजु है ॥१॥ रहाउ ॥
Jagaṯ sukẖ mān mithi▫ā jẖūṯẖo sabẖ sāj hai. ||1|| rahā▫o.
Remember that the pleasures of the world are false; this whole show is just an illusion. ||1||Pause||

ਸੁਪਨੇ ਜਿਉ ਧਨੁ ਪਛਾਨੁ ਕਾਹੇ ਪਰਿ ਕਰਤ ਮਾਨੁ ॥
सुपने जिउ धनु पछानु काहे परि करत मानु ॥
Supne ji▫o ḏẖan pacẖẖān kāhe par karaṯ mān.
You must understand that this wealth is just a dream. Why are you so proud?

ਬਾਰੂ ਕੀ ਭੀਤਿ ਜੈਸੇ ਬਸੁਧਾ ਕੋ ਰਾਜੁ ਹੈ ॥੧॥
बारू की भीति जैसे बसुधा को राजु है ॥१॥
Bārū kī bẖīṯ jaise basuḏẖā ko rāj hai. ||1||
The empires of the earth are like walls of sand. ||1||

ਨਾਨਕੁ ਜਨੁ ਕਹਤੁ ਬਾਤ ਬਿਨਸਿ ਜੈਹੈ ਤੇਰੋ ਗਾਤੁ ॥
नानकु जनु कहतु बात बिनसि जैहै तेरो गातु ॥
Nānak jan kahaṯ bāṯ binas jaihai ṯero gāṯ.
Servant Nanak speaks the Truth: your body shall perish and pass away.

ਛਿਨੁ ਛਿਨੁ ਕਰਿ ਗਇਓ ਕਾਲੁ ਤੈਸੇ ਜਾਤੁ ਆਜੁ ਹੈ ॥੨॥੧॥
छिनु छिनु करि गइओ कालु तैसे जातु आजु है ॥२॥१॥
Cẖẖin cẖẖin kar ga▫i▫o kāl ṯaise jāṯ āj hai. ||2||1||
Moment by moment, yesterday passed. Today is passing as well. ||2||1||

Life is like a Bubble -

I was reading Mir Taqi Mir's ghazal about life being like a bubble and remembered similar words from Guru Tegh Bahadur today.  Our time on Earth is fleeting and ephemeral, just like the fragile and temporary nature of soap bubbles. Bubbles are beautiful and captivating while they last, but they are also very fragile and can burst at any moment. Similarly, life can be filled with moments of beauty and joy, but it is also unpredictable and can end abruptly.

Just like a bubble, life can be full of vibrancy and color, reflecting the beauty and diversity of the world around us. But, like a bubble, life is also limited in its capacity and scope. Each individual life is unique and special, just like each bubble that floats in the air, but they are also fleeting and ultimately impermanent.

These poems for me are a reminder to live in the present moment and appreciate the beauty and wonder of life while it lasts. Just as a soap bubble is most beautiful when it is at its fullest and most vibrant, our lives are most meaningful when we are fully engaged in the present moment, appreciating the world around us and living our lives to the fullest.



Lyrics transliterated in English - Hasti Apni Habab Ki Si Hai

For translation and Hindi lyrics see below

hastī apnī habāb kī sī hai 
ye numā.ish sarāb kī sī hai 

My existence is like a bubble
This exhibition is a mirage. 

nāzukī us ke lab kī kyā kahiye 
pañkhuḌī ik gulāb kī sī hai 

chashm-e-dil khol is bhī aalam par 
yaañ kī auqāt ḳhvāb kī sī hai 

baar baar us ke dar pe jaatā huuñ 
hālat ab iztirāb kī sī hai 

nuqta-e-ḳhāl se tirā abrū 
bait ik intiḳhāb kī sī hai 

maiñ jo bolā kahā ki ye āvāz 
usī ḳhāna-ḳharāb kī sī hai 

ātish-e-ġham meñ dil bhunā shāyad 
der se bū kabāb kī sī hai 

dekhiye abr kī tarah ab ke 
merī chashm-e-pur-āb kī sī hai 

'mīr' un nīm-bāz āñkhoñ meñ 
saarī mastī sharāb kī sī hai

Translation - 9/22/20

My existence is like a bubble
this exhibition is a mirage.

The softness of her lips
Is like the petals of a rose.

Open your eyes to this world,
It’s condition is like a dream

I went to my love’s door again and again,
I am restless now again.

From your mole to your eyebrows,
It seems like a selected couplet in poetry.

When I spoke then they said
This is the same voice of ruin

Perhaps heart was roasted in grief’s fire
For long it smells like a kabab

Look this time like the clouds,
my eyes are full of water

'Mir' those half open eyes have,
all the intoxication of wine


Translation 1/19/24

Is this a bubble or my life?
Is this show a mirage?

Are these rose petals
or your lips?

Walking to your door again and again
or am I just crazy now?

Is this the sound of a cursed hound
or just me speaking?

Are those half lid eyes, Mir,
or a 100 proof shot?


Another Take 1/19/24 

my 
bubble life
a mirage show
my crazy walking
to your door again, again
and my cursed hound bark
to see your 100 proof eyes
and kiss your rose petal lips.

Translation by Raza Mir

Hasti Apni Hubaab Ki Si Hai
Ye numaaish saraab ki si hai


My Life, like a bubble, is transient
This show, like a mirage, evanescent

Naazuki us ke lab ki kya kahiye
Pankhudi ek gulaab ki si hai


Exquisite, those lips that lie in repose
Delicate as the petals of a rose

Baar baar us ke dar pe jaata hoon
Haalat ab iztiraab ki si hai

Again and again I go to that door
In a state of panic, need I say more?

Main jo bola kaha ke ye aawaaz
Usi khana-kharaab ki si hai


I spoke and everyone guessed that this sound
Belonged perhaps to that wretched, cursed hound

Mir, un neem-baaz aankhon mein
Saari masti sharaab ki si hai


Those half-lidded eyes of that love of mine
Mir, they bear all the headiness of wine

Source: The Taste of Words: An Introduction to Urdu Poetry. Edited and Translated by Raza Mir

Lyrics in Hindi


हस्ती अपनी हबाब की सी है 
ये नुमाइश सराब की सी है 

नाज़ुकी उस के लब की क्या कहिए 
पंखुड़ी इक गुलाब की सी है 

चश्म-ए-दिल खोल इस भी आलम पर 
याँ की औक़ात ख़्वाब की सी है 

बार बार उस के दर पे जाता हूँ 
हालत अब इज़्तिराब की सी है 

नुक़्ता-ए-ख़ाल से तिरा अबरू 
बैत इक इंतिख़ाब की सी है 

मैं जो बोला कहा कि ये आवाज़ 
उसी ख़ाना-ख़राब की सी है 

आतिश-ए-ग़म में दिल भुना शायद 
देर से बू कबाब की सी है 

देखिए अब्र की तरह अब के 
मेरी चश्म-ए-पुर-आब की सी है 

'मीर' उन नीम-बाज़ आँखों में 
सारी मस्ती शराब की सी है 

Gurbani on Life as a Bubble 

The bubble and dream related couplets remind me of Guru Tegh Bahadur’s shlokas:

Jio supnā ar pekẖnā aise jag kao jān.

In mai kacẖẖ sācẖo nahī Nānak bin bẖagvān. ||23||


Know this world is like a dream and a show. 

None of this is true, O Nanak, without God. ||23||


Jaise jal ṯe buḏbuḏā upjai binsai nīṯ.

Jag racẖnā ṯaise racẖī kaho Nānak sun mīṯ. ||25||


As the bubbles in the water well up and disappear again,

so is the universe created; says Nanak, listen, O my friend! ||25||



English Poetry Using the Bubble Metaphor


The metaphor of life being like a bubble is a common one in English literature as well and has been used in various poems throughout history. Here are a few examples:


"The Bubbles of the Foam" by Emily Bronte:

In this poem, Bronte compares life to the fleeting bubbles of foam on a river, emphasizing how quickly life passes and how easily it can be forgotten:


"Down the dimpled, dancing river,

With a rippling, shining motion,

With a whirlpool's leaping fury,

And a flashing, foam-born notion!

Life, like bubbles on the river,

Sparkling, changing, born and dying,

Lulled awhile from its wild motion,

Glitters, quivers, and goes flying."


"A Bubble" by Robert Frost:

In this short but powerful poem, Frost uses the metaphor of a bubble to represent the fragility and impermanence of life:


"A winter day

In a deep and dark December;

I am alone,

Gazing from my window to the streets

Below

On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.

I am a bubble,

An iridescent bubble,

Caught in a frozen web

Between the sun and moon."


"Life's Bubble" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox:

Wilcox's poem uses the bubble metaphor to emphasize the importance of living life to the fullest, as the bubble can burst at any moment:


"Life is but a bubble,

Fraught with every hue,

Born to shine and sparkle,

For a moment's view.

Then it bursts forever,

Leaving but a drop,

Its unbounded brightness

Blighted in a stop."

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