Message to my Lover...........

Once upon a time many years ago when we didn't have the modern transport infrastructure or the modern telecommunication sysytem a young man sat sadly pondering about the love of his life. He was in Delhi and the love of his life was in Lahore. He didn't wish to be seperated from her for one moment but circumstances dictated otherwise. Upon seeing him in this desolate state an elderly dignified gentleman took him by the hand gently and in a soft serene tone of voice enquired as to the nature of his woeful state. The young man felt a sense of relief that there was someone there to show some compassion , he sighed as he went on to explain that he sorely missed the love of his life who was miles away. "I am on my way to Lahore as part of the kaaflah {group}" explained the gentleman "and if there is any message that you wish to convey then I shall be more than happy to pass it on". The young man's eyes beamed with joy when he heard that his messages would be passed on. He stood up in a flash and as they walked hand in hand like father and son the young man started conveying his message. Before he finished one message he would think of another. Before completing this message he would think of another , and another , and another so on...........

The father figure listened attentively and gave the young man encouragement to be positive at all times etc. Finally when he could think of no other messages to pass on he asked the gentleman if he would promise to deliver them. The elderly gentleman gave him a loving warm embrace as he said "why don't you pass your sentiments in person?" The young man stepped back thinking that he may said something offensive or inappropriate. The gentleman kissed him on the cheek as he embraced him like a father and said "puttar {beloved son} you were so engrossed in the love of your life and the messages that you wanted to give her , that you didn't realise that we have actually reached Lahore shehar step by step but your unrelenting love made you oblivious to the journey..............

Khalsa Ji owing to the torments of kalyug we have many messages for Waheguru when we read/listen to Gurbani. We engage in Nitnem on a daily basis and then ask Guru Ji to take our message to Waheguru. Khalsa Ji there comes a day when our father {Guru Ji} says"puttar {beloved son} look around you , you have reached your lover's shehara {city}."

ਸੁਖੁ ਦੁਖੁ ਜਿਹ ਪਰਸੈ ਨਹੀ ਲੋਭੁ ਮੋਹੁ ਅਭਿਮਾਨੁ ॥
Sukẖ ḏukẖ jih parsai nahī lobẖ moh abẖimān.
One who is not touched by pleasure or pain, greed, emotional attachment and egotistical pride -

ਕਹੁ ਨਾਨਕ ਸੁਨੁ ਰੇ ਮਨਾ ਸੋ ਮੂਰਤਿ ਭਗਵਾਨ ॥੧੩॥
Kaho Nānak sun re manā so mūraṯ bẖagvān. ||13||
says Nanak, listen, mind: he is the very image of God. ||13||

ਉਸਤਤਿ ਨਿੰਦਿਆ ਨਾਹਿ ਜਿਹਿ ਕੰਚਨ ਲੋਹ ਸਮਾਨਿ ॥
Usṯaṯ ninḏi▫ā nāhi jihi kancẖan loh samān.
One who is beyond praise and slander, who looks upon gold and iron alike -

ਕਹੁ ਨਾਨਕ ਸੁਨਿ ਰੇ ਮਨਾ ਮੁਕਤਿ ਤਾਹਿ ਤੈ ਜਾਨਿ ॥੧੪॥
Kaho Nānak sun re manā mukaṯ ṯāhi ṯai jān. ||14||
says Nanak, listen, mind: know that such a person is liberated. ||14||

ਹਰਖੁ ਸੋਗੁ ਜਾ ਕੈ ਨਹੀ ਬੈਰੀ ਮੀਤ ਸਮਾਨਿ ॥
Harakẖ sog jā kai nahī bairī mīṯ samān.
One who is not affected by pleasure or pain, who looks upon friend and enemy alike -

ਕਹੁ ਨਾਨਕ ਸੁਨਿ ਰੇ ਮਨਾ ਮੁਕਤਿ ਤਾਹਿ ਤੈ ਜਾਨਿ ॥੧੫॥
Kaho Nānak sun re manā mukaṯ ṯāhi ṯai jān. ||15||
says Nanak, listen, mind: know that such a person is liberated. ||15||

Khalsa Ji Gurbani takes us to where we came from , i.e. our lover's shehar {city} Sachkhand.