Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Love of God...

Like the desert is not satiated with the rain...nor the hunger of the fire is ever quenched..
Like a King is never satiated by his dominion... and who has ever filled the oceans ?

Nanak says ..how much ever I dwell in the true name of the Lord, my hunger for it never appeases ...

[ Sri Guru Grath Sahib Ji..Page :495
Translated by : Manmohan Singh Ji]

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Baba Fareed aur Namaaz ka Qissa

Kehate hain ke Baba Fareed jab ek chhote bachche they to Khel kood mein mashgool rehate thae.. MaaN ko laga ab baRe ho rahe hain to Khuda kii taraf dil judna chaahiye ... namaaz paRhni chaahiye unhe bhi .. Baba Fareed ko kaha ko samjhaaya ke din mein kam az kam do waqt ki namaaz paRhna shuru karien ... Fajr kii aur Isha Kii ..

Saat baras kii nanhi umar ..Bachpan ke bholepan mein Baba Fareed MaaN se poochhtey hain ke 'MaaN mein namaaz to paRh loon par badle mein Khuda mujhe kya dega .." MaaN ne bhi saadigi se jawaab de diya ke Khuda khush hokar KhajoorieN dega.. Mithaayi dega .. GuR(Jaggery) dega..

Sun kar chhote se Fareed khuch ho gaye .. namaaZ paRhne ka waqt aaya .. maaN ne namaaz ke pehale hii jai-namaaZ(mussallah) ke neeche khajoor rakh dien .. Fareed jii ne namaaz paRh kar musallah uthaaya to dekhte hain ke neeche KhajoorieN paRi hai.. bohot khush huye ke ye to naqad saudaa hai .. idher namaaz paRhi ..udher khajoorien(dates) mil gayien ..

Ab roz ka kaam ho gaya .. idher namaaz paRhne ka waqt hota udher maaN Fareed Ji ke musalle ke neeche kabhi mithaayi .. kabhi GuR .. kabhi khajoorien rakh detieN .. Fareed ji namaaz parhte ..musallah uthate aur koi na koi meethi saugaat unhe mil jaati .. din ba din unkaa khuda par aietbaar badtaa gaya ...

Ek din honi ko kuchh aur hii manzoor tha .. maaN Ghar ke kaamoN mein masroof Fareed Ji ke musalle ke neeche saugaat rakhna bhool gayi .. magar woh din alag hii tha.. uskii saugaat bhi alag hii thi...Fareed Ji ne namaaz khatam kii ... magar aaj unkii namaaz mein ras kuchh aur hi tha .. aaj unka dil us Allah se bandh gaya tha .. roz namaaz parhte they ... magar aaj Allah se milaap ka jo sukh unhe mila tha.. jo shiriniyat mili thi woh pehale kabhi nahi... Fareed Ji ka dil bhar aaya .. aankhon se aansoo behane lage ... ke itna sukh .. itni khushi .. jaane is chhotii sii umar mein Allah ne unhe kitni baRi saugaat se nawaaza tha ....

MaaN ko achanak khayaal aaya ke aaj to Fareed ke musaalle ke neeche mithaayi khujoor kuchh nahi rakhi .. daudi daudi aayien to dekha Fareed ji ki aankhon se paani beh raha hai ... unhe laga pata nahi ab Fareeda namaaz parhe ya na parhe .. kahiN iska aietbaar to nahi toot gaya .. jaldi jaldi rasoiighar(kitchen) ja kar ek tashtari(plate) mein mithaayi khajoor le aayien..aur Fareed ji ko behlaane lagien ke aaj Allah jaldi mein they .. to mujhe keh gaye they ke mein tumhe aaj kii saugaat de doon ...

Khushi kii aah nikaal gayi Fareed Ji ke mooNh se... ashkbaar aankhon se maaN ko kehate hain ke maaN aaj hii to Allah ne khud apne aap saugaat di hai mujhe.. aaj tak to woh tumhaare haathOn mithaayi kii saugaat bhejte they mujhe .. magar aaj to apne aap apne milan ke ras se nawaaza hai .. apni mohabbat kii saugaat di hai mujhe ...


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Maskeen Ji ne ye qissa itni khoobsurati is bayaan kiya hai sun kar dil bhar aata hai..aankhien bhar aatien hain ..dua hai ke har insaan ko khuda is saugaat se nawaaze....

[Courtsey: Audio recording by Giani Sant Singh Maskeen]

Why do you roam the jungles?

Why do you roam the jungles?
Says Farid,
Why do you roam the jungles with thorns pricking your feet?
Your Lord dwells in your heart.
And you wander about in search of Him ....

[Baba Sheikh Fareed]


Baba Sheikh Farid ((1173 - 1266) was a Sufi saint who is considered by many to be the first major poet of the Punjabi language. He was born in the Multan district of what is today Pakistan.
Later, when the Sikh holy book the Adi Granth Sahib was compiled, many of Baba Sheikh Farid's poems and couplets were included, alongside the poetry of Kabir and Ravidas.


courtsey:http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com

ON FEAR

We live in fear, in fear of losing things which we think we own; our health, our youth, our life, our wife, children, money, job, etc. And indeed, most of our time and efforts are spent to secure these things. We take our bankers’ advice, our lawyers’ advice, our doctors’ advice. We economize, we are jealous of our legal rights, we diet, we take our pills. To somewhat appease our fears of losing our material well-being, we buy insurance, open savings accounts, have medical check-ups, swallow vitamins, jog in the streets. And to have people’s esteem, we appear not as we are, but the way they wish us to be.

Some also fear losing their good reputation, honor, respect, and love. of others. Fewer still are afraid of losing their minds, their faith, their hope for salvation in the hereafter and their religion. The very few who are afraid to lose their faith and their place in Paradise squeeze in a few minutes of prayer a day, a few days of fasting a year, and cheat on the alms which they pay, while they wouldn’t dare to cheat the IRS.

We complain of fatigue, stress, injustice, lack of good luck and of the tyranny of the government, society, economy, bosses, employees, neighbors, mothers, fathers, wives and husbands, our children; just about everything and everybody, and we rarely find fault with ourselves. In spite of all this effort, we cannot eliminate our fears. In fact, the more we try and fail, the corse we feel, and our fears increase. This is the state of the whole world.

The solution which the rulers of this world (the politicians, the media, Wall Street) have found is to offer "circus and wine": amusement and fun. Their remedy is not to seek strength to face this situation, but to forget, to be. distracted. It does not work! The drunkard wakes up with a hangover after a momentary craze; he returns to his problems accompanied by a splitting headache!

In reality there is nothing to fear except ourselves, our ego and its insatiable appetite, which will always want more than it has, even if it had the whole world. What is one supposed to do to stop this insanity. How do we live this life in peace and with sanity? Indeed there is no comfort in this world. It is a hard test which lasts seventy to eighty years, through which we must pass to meet our Lord. It is a test which very few pass because they choose the world and the worldly as their teacher.

[Courtsey : http://www.jerrahi.org/writings_english/onfear.htm]

Monday, November 12, 2007

Words of Wisdom

The aspect of human beings that sets us off from all other creatures is that of imaginative wisdom. Animals see things as they are, but we see them as they can be. We have been given the Divine ability to transform. Nothing gives a person more energy as he or she is working to bring a vision into reality. People forsake their sleep, food, and comfort for the sake of a project that they love. There is something holy about a human being dedicated to a purpose, something more precious than I can attempt to put into words. It is the miracle of creation.

It is exactly this miracle which enables us to transcend circumstances. Any circumstance is a good starting point for God. The alchemical power to activate Divinity is always speaking to us, if we are but willing to listen and do. It is none other than the Voice of God, beckoning to us to acknowledge the Divine Spark and to draw it into expression, that it may be shared by all.

[Cohen, The Dragon Doesn't Live Here Anymore]
Courtsey : http://lessonsoftheday.blogspot.com/

Dreams..

Dreams...
those silent conversations
of my soul
that I never remember
when i wake up..
unless...
the mirror of slumber is shattered
by an unexpected rock
from the physical realm...

Today....
in one of those fleeting moments..
I captured
the colorful butterfly of dreams
one more time ..
on the fingertip of my conscious
and smiled.. to realize...
...that the colors of rainbow..
were no longer dull and gray
of love and lust of materailsm...

but....
hidden behind
the curtains of dreams..
my heart was rejoicing
in the teachings of ..
great masters, teachers, prophets..
I was admiring the
deep and vibrant colors
of their love..
for the light divine

And...
I felt a hope..and a longing..
may be one day...
when the veil of dreams is lifted
i will not find myself
only admiring their love
for the creator of the world..
may be I'll find myself
immersed in that
deep ocean of love too....

and may be one day..
I won't need a boat
constructed of dreams
to find myself
immersed in that deep ocean ...

...may be ...



Dipti,
Nov 12th 2007 4:10am CST
[Attributed to a broken dream]

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Kindness

"Be kind to people whether they deserve your kindness or not. If your kindness reaches the deserving, good for you; if your kindness reaches the undeserving, take joy in your compassion."

[Hadiths of Prophet Mohammed]