I was a lost cause and thus I lost my effect. It was like a vessel having strong impenetrable walls and hollow from inside. If someone stroked from outside I could only listen to the echoes of one’s word. The amplitude of these echoes kept amplifying by manifolds. The breakage was inevitable since the walls were rigid, dried out and no flexibility or fluidity was left to absorb those vibrations. And any crack or outburst would have meant sudden rush of filth. It could be purity also, but the kind of mental state I was only filth could have entered. That would have been disaster, how could a man live with revenge, rage, lust. Only evil lives in such conditions and I was about to become perfect breeding grounds for them.
Just imagine an empty space getting filled with water. That flow could have been violent and even catastrophic. But Dhan Shri Guru Gobind Singh Ji not only fortified the vessel but also provided warmth, liquidity to nullify the echoes to overcome the self-imposed adversaries. ‘Greatest of All Dhan Shri Guru Gobind Singh Ji’ has Himself done the parchment. Please show me anyone, atleast I don’t know, who can come to abyss of filth, just to mend vessels made up of dust. He has never let me down and I ask for His blessings that I never let Him down.
He always goes out of the way to preserve sanity and existence of an individual. I am not even worthy of letting go off my ego or surrender my ego at His feet. I may feel proud being belonging to species considered as Best Creation of ‘Almighty’ but still I am no more than a basket of filth, a basket of infinite depth having tons and tons of filth. And He is ‘THE ONE’ WHO cleans everyone and removes the filth. He does the ‘dirty work’ of cleaning of filth which has accumulated in every one not for days, months, years or a one life but for whole eternity. So why should I not call Him greatest of all? He has showered such a love that I can remain attached to Him irrespective of place, time and my engagement to any job.
His greatness I cannot write but His love is calling me to write about Him. This is what I received from Him, so much love and affection just for mere mortals. How cannot I love Him? My hands are shaking since I seem to have lost my control over them. But still I am holding the pen so that I don’t miss this chance, who knows whether I will live for another moment remembering Him, to write about His glory or not.
‘लिख जाऊँगा गीत वही, जिसमें होगा केवल गोबिंद,
(I will write down those songs, which will have only Gobind)
क्या हुआ अगर वो उपजे हैं इस मिट्टी से, गंध तो होगी उनमें गोबिंद के प्रेम की |’
(So what it they have been written from ‘this’ dust, they all will have the essence of Gobind’s Love.)
I have only realizations but not enough words to express my gratitude. I will only say He is not biased to anyone. Dhan Shri Guru Nanak Dev Ji, ‘The Living Truth’, has said, ‘Nirvair’ (Having no enmity with anyone). And who has no enmity with anyone cannot have friendship but He does know how to win hearts of His followers, how to make them legend, how to make them saints and how to protect them.
ਸੰਤਾ ਕੇ ਕਾਰਜਿ ਆਪਿ ਖਲੋਇਆ ਹਰਿ ਕੰਮੁ ਕਰਾਵਣਿ ਆਇਆ ਰਾਮ ॥
(God HIMSELF accedes to HIS followers need; HE has HIMSELF arrived to accomplish the deed.)
So why does not a man show his gratitude to Him, Who made and is making his boat to sail. If that individual does not write about Him, Who made it possible then no one will realize it’s not him who was doing it; but it was Him who did it and still doing wonders for him.