Sahib Chand (looking towards the handsome face): dear brother Bhai Gurdita left this earthly body. Lord's will. How much love and devotion he had for sincere and faithful till the end. May Lord bless this to all!
Nand Chand: O brother Hardita! What to say? for humanity. Else is darkness ail round. As the Guru is the disciples of the Guru are unique. As the Guru is the Guru-blessed disciples. Who can match the sacrifice But the spirit of sacrifice exists in his devotees. Grea, t Great is Bhai Gurdita! Great is Bhai Mati Das who body with a saw but did not change his religion, accepted putting himself in a boiling cauldron but pressure of changing his religion. Your elder Brother in Lord's love, immersed in Guru-love was freed from but see the devotion. His love was so profuse that separation. We have heard that when Guru Tegh then shortly after, Bhai Gurdita left his earthly body
Bhai Hardita: The Guru-disciple who cremated Amritsar with his message, narrated that Guru Tegh Gurdita that the captives will make you free from capti dyed in the love of the Lord.
But he prayed to the Guru: I shall not be able to your separation. I shall follow you at your feet.
It happened like that only. When in the afternoon was beheaded, then the Muslim Jail Superintendent fred
O dear Hardita! Your have to bow to the Guru? He remained ty and faithfulness
G\!tru is the only support paralleled, similarly, courageous, similar are of Guru Tegh Bahadur? are his 'Ideal men5! epted cutting of his is Bhai Dyala who not succumb to the i Gurdita, immersed captivity the same day could not bear the was beheaded, did it happen? body and came to Bahadur had told Bhai vity. You live, remain
Great did Bhai
Batiadur How his
withstand the shock of
Guru Tegh Bahadur Bhai Gurdita. Then
he came to Majnu-ka-Tilla where Guru Nanak had stayed. There, he said a prayer and then crossed the Yamuna and reached the green land where Bhai Buddha used to bring Guru Hargobind's horses to graze. Then he recited the Japu ji, said the prayer and lay down in extreme devotion of the Guru. His soul that was already immersed in the Lord's soul left the earthly body through the tenth door. One disciple who was near cremated the body and brought the items of Guru-ship and the message.
Sahib Chand: When one is in love with a beloved, then one should die before he dies. To live without the beloved is worthless.
Sahib Chand: Guru Tegh Bahadur's head, one devotee brought to Anandpur. But the story of the body is wondrous.
Hardita: It is said that when the executioner Syed Adam beheaded Guru Tegh Bahadur with his sword, the head that separated from the body did not fall on the ground. At that time, in the crowd that had thronged to see what would happen, two of Guru devotees, Jaita and Uda had reached there in Muslim dress with intention to carry the head away in as best a way as possible.
Sahib Chand: Yes, they were those whom the Guru had blessed the Lord's name and made them Lord's beloveds when the country-men considered them of lowcaste.
Hardita: It so happened that at the time of execution, a dust storm blew that was so black as if it were night, an earthquake came and the entire town was in awe and fear. In that commotion, Bhai Jaita put the sacred head in a .sheet and like a bvmdL: carried it on his head and left Delhi. The executioners and the public were all m awe and fear. This happened at the Police Station at Chandni Chowk. Bhai Uda dressed in Muslim robes remained near in the hope that Lord shall make some way that he may carry the body also. After sometime when the storm subsided it was announced that if any devotee of the Guru wishes to take the body, he may do so. Actually it was a ruse that if somebody comes, then we will arrest him and find out who was that who carried the head away despite the police standing there. But none of the Hindus or even (he devotees of the Guru came forward. In the evening one devotee Lubana alias Vanjara who had unloaded many cart-loads of lime at the Red Fort and was returning with his empty carts, then Bhai Uda told him: This is the time you can do service to the Guru. Do not lose this chance of a lifetime. So both decided and proceeded with their line of empty carts towards Chandni Chowk. The irritating smell from the lime made the sentries put handkerchiefs on their noses and they moved away from their places. Then both of them moved the carts near to the place of execution. It is mentioned
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that the carts were around one hundred in number. When they noticed that the body was lying un-attended, they carried it, covered it with sheets, and put it on one of the carts. They reached their village that was about three kilometres from Chandni Chowk. Hurriedly they collected some wood, put the body on it, said a prayer and lit a fire. The fire engulfed the entire village.
It became a mystery how the Guru's body had vanished.
In the pell-mell, wherever the Policemen doubted, they started searches in the houses of Guru-disciples. One whimsical Policeman rode a horse and went after Lakhi. What he saw there was that they had not even parked their carts but the entire village was on fire and all the villagers were trying to put off the fire. Then, the doubt in his mind vanished. But still he inspected the carts and was satisfied in his mind that they have not carried away the body. When the police went away, then Lakhi who was only showing off that they are extinguishing the fire started putting more wood at the place where the body was burning. In this way, the devotees, the great devotees saved the sacred body from the hands of the tyrants and cremated the sacred body of the great Guru who had sacrificed his body for their sake.
Sahib Chand: This is what is called devotion. This is love from the core of the heart. It is foolish for Aurangzeb to treat the Lord's loving people with tyranny. Those who are in forgetfulness of the Lord they shall die but those who are immersed in the love of the Lord, they are fearless and already detached from the body and the worldly gains. Who can win over their fearlessness? When the love rays from the Lord bring radiance in the mind, then they become drops of diamond that give eternal radiance. Who can put off that radiance? To try to kill the Lord's beloveds is inviting self annihilation. The kingship creates ego. Who is that who amasses power and keeps the mind in peace, maybe he is some rare fortunate person.
O brother, there are not many devotees in Delhi and those who were there became afraid and did not speak up. But see these three Jaita, Uda, and Lakhi, how fearlessly they acted. Even if there is one fearless man, one says, no fear. But here three came out
Nand Chand: But it would have been wondrous if more Ideal Men had dared and sacrificed their lives for the sake of the Guru.
Sahib Chand: Wait and see! Guru Tegh Bahadur by his sacrifice has infused valour. People have woken up. People woke up when Guru Nanak left Sultanpur. People woke up when the prophet of peace Guru Arjan Dev sacrificed his life. People woke up when Guru Hargobind brandished his sword. And now we should have high hopes on the tender, smart, fast, newly
rising, Godly soul, the Prince-Guru. I feel Guru Tegh Bahadur has infused valour to the people and this Godly soul Prince-Guru will infuse an ocean of valour.
Meanwhile, Dulich Chand, Cash Collector of Multan, whom people called Dulcha, came. He said words of condolence to Bhai Hardita on the sad demise of his brother Bhai Gurdita who could not withstand his separation from Guru Tegh Bahadur and left his earthly body. Then he listened to what was being talked about.
Then Sahib Chand said: We were talking of infusing life into lifelessly living people. See! Bhai Mati Das was sawn with a saw but he did not utter a cry. He stuck to his religion till the end. Bhai Dyala was put in hot cauldron but he did not agree to change his religion. He went to his heavenly abode as a bride-groom goes for marriage. Great Bhai Dyala! The Guru's sacrifice as also the sacrifice of these two Ideal Men has infused valour into the people. But see the love of Bhai Gurdita. Without any suffering or pressure, he left his earthly body. The devotion that he could not withstand the separation is unique and has infused love and devotion in the people.
Dulcha: I respect you. Guru Nanak's house is great. Nobody can do what the Guru does. The service of Ideal Men is unique. But one thing you tell me. Is the death of Bhai Gurdita not a suicide? Is suicide not forbidden by the Guru? O Bhai Hardita! Don't consider this question of mine as an argument. I wish to clarify. Otherwise, I always praise him.
Next day, when the divine singing [Kirtan) finished and sacred sweet served, the Prince-Guru was sitting with eyes closed.
Today the congregation was of those who came every day. No new group had come. But the hall was full to capacity.
Suddenly, the Guru opened his eyes and said: Where is Dulcha?
Dulcha came and stood with hands folded.
Prince-Guru: Gentleman! What have you brought for me?
Dulcha: O True Guru! Whatever I brought, I put it at your feet the same day.
Prince-Guru: What have you brought personally? Dulcha: Whatever small I could give, I gave. Prince-Guru: Any gifts of love from some loving devotee? Dulcha: I gave everything to you.
Prince-Guru: Make sure. Any gift you might have forgotten. See! My hands are un-adorned.
Dulcha: I have already given everything. You are making fun of me like a
child makes fun. For you it is a fun of youngsters but : True Guru: Yes, Dulcha! Your respect and my fun, splendid Guru Tegh Bahadur. Saying this, the true Guru got up and pulled down Dulcha's turban.
The uncalled for and blunt reply from Dulcha had already caused surprise amongst the devotees and then it was wonder. When the turban fell down, then a pair of gold bangles embedded with jewels of th e size of Prince-Guru's wrist also fell down. One devotee picked up the same end placed it in front of Prince-Guru who had gone back and sat on the throne; smile of a rising moon.
Dulcha picked up his fallen turban and put it on said: I am sorry! Please forgive me. My ego deceived collect money and give, I am great. I thought you are
br me it is mv respect. , see the wonaer of the
in tranquillity like the
Wnce-Guru's feet and me. I thought, since I too young. Yesterday one devotee did tell me. Awake or you will fall down. But I did not understand. Today I fell down. I am greedy, blind and full of vices but you are all graciousness, image of Guru Nanak. Please forgive m€;.
At this time Bhai Hardita's soft heart melted and said: O Magnificent! Please forgive him.
The true Guru said: The house of Guru Nanak forgiveness. It is without desires. Give away everything. Empty the coffers. Lord is the support for Guru Nanak. But see the love of devotees
Tell Dulcha, he is forgiven but he should narrate that I just heard. Let him narrate the story of the devo bangles.
Then Dulcha got up and narrated the stoiy of Bhai Roopa a rich merchant, how he was caught as a thief, how the Lord helped and he was released.
Then Dulcha narrated the message of love that he had sent.
Duicha admitted: I became greedy on seeing his gifts. From what he had sent, I kept 58 pearls and 26 gold coins at home and the gold bangles, I decided to keep to myself after coming here and this I carried in my turban. I considered the Guru as a child. I loved the money. My mind deceived me. I am guilty but I thank my stars that here only, my guilt has been exposed. Now my lord! You save me for the future.
True Guru: O Dulcha! This wealth entices. This wealth entraps. Spend it usefully on arms. The country is suffering. People are in despair. Go, you are forgiven.
O Hardita! Nobody should remember his faults anything to him. I have forgiven him. Wealth is not bac. The greed of wealth is bad. Yes! Roopa is good. He is a devotee of Guru Nanak. O great Guru
with folded hands, he
is always a house of
the story of suffering ; ee who has gifted the
Nobody should say
Nanak! O great Guru Nanak;
For some time the Guru remained absorbed in singing O great Guru Nanak!
The entire congregation got absorbed in singing O great Guru Nanak!
Then the true Guru got up and like a fragrant breeze of love went home to meet Mother Gujri ji.
On one side these wonders happened. On the other side, his playfulness, hunting and arrow shooting was marvellous. He went for hunting. He practiced use of arms. Then Mother had arranged for his schooling. That also he did not miss. But his thoughts and casual Spiritual utterances and sometimes his strong feelings for the Lord sprang forth in speaking to his tutors and they felt astonished.
In Patna, the true Guru was very fond of water games. Here he became even more so. Many times he would go to the river and enjoy the uproar. He would take his companions, relatives and friends, make two groups and fight hurling of water at each other, like in the army.
One day, he headed one group and for the second group he asked Gulab Rai to lead. The fight went on for a long time but then Gulab Rai's group was routed. In haste, Gulab Rai came out and hurriedly picked up the Guru's turban thinking as his own, tied round his head and ran. On somebody telling him the mistake, he took off the Guru's turban.
The Guru laughed and said: Let it be. Don't take it off. Leadership shall come to you but for a short time. Do not let ego get into your head. Ego brings downfall.
One day, the Guru heard the wailing of a woman. The soft hearted Guru went near. She was crying and his son lay in front of her.
His heart melted. He asked: O lady! Why axe you crying?
She replied: Magnificent Guru! You live forever. See! This my only son, hale and hearty, he lay down. He neither speaks nor moves, nor breathes.
In the same soft heartedness he said casually: He is breathing, he is blinking. See, O lady! He is alive.
Everybody present there were amazed to see this miraculous-ness.
The devotees realized that he has the same heart and mercy as Guru Amar Das had. He has the same miraculous-ness.
He gives life to the lifeless.
He gives nourishment to the hungry.
Now his age was ascending. He was entering thirteenth or fourteenth year.