Sri Guru Tegh Bahadhur ji burned the root of the families of the Turks. He is like the moon. I bow to his lotus feet. His Jot is the Sat, Chit and Anand form.
Sri Bala Sandhur Vaach..
The Bharaat stayed near Vatala. They were about 3 km away. Many types of entertainments took place. The people enjoyed the music and plays. The son of Baba Parmanand ji, Bhaiya Jai Ram ji, called the Brahmin and said: "tell Baba Moola ji that the Bharaat is here." The Brahmin met Baba Moola ji and gave him a blessing of a long life. He said: "listen Sir, may you be blessed. Kalu Chand Mehta has brought the Bharaat about 3 km from here. The Bharaat is radiant. I am here to give you the news." Baba Moola ji bowed and said: "this is very good news. I will welcome them." Baba Moola ji got up and went to the Sarpanch named Hitha Randhawa. He said to him: "listen Chaudhary ji, I just got news that the Bharaat is here. I am going ahead to receive them. I came to get your permission to go. You are my support." The Sarpanch said: "I am old now so I can't walk. I am caught by old age. Otherwise I would have gone with you. There is no difference between us. You are my beloved.” He turned to his son Ajitha, and said: “my son, Ajitha, go with Mool Chand and receive the Bharaat with respect. Whatever Mool Chand needs, give it to him. Stay with him and help him." Baba Mool Chand ji said: "I am the Patwari and your honour is my honour. You are my honour. You are the leader of our village. You are known everywhere. I am your Patwari and everyone knows this. I am always with you. The great Bharaat is here. Kalu ji and Parmanand ji have come on horses and elephants. They are being praised as they are radiant. The Devatas are attracted to the Bharaat." Hitha ji said: "you speak bad words. If you don't speak bad words, you will be praised. Parmanand ji is here with other elders. Be wise. They will come to your home. Kalu, the Patwari from Talwandi, he also speaks harsh words like you. Don't try to compare to them. Just serve them and don't say anything. If he says something to you that is harsh, ignore it. Whatever you need for the Bharaat, you can take what you need. Take clothes, food or money. Serve them and make them look radiant. Be compassionate and don't be cheap." Hearing the Sarpanch, Baba Mool Chand ji took some people to receive the Bharaat. The Brahmins, Kshatriyas, Vaishyas and Shudras; all got together and spoke good words. They all took the Laags and came to the Bharaat.
The Bharaat sounded the Nagaras and Dhonsas. The Bharaat gathered when they heard the Nagaras. The two families were to meet. Both fathers met. A lot of money was showered. Both fathers were happy. They did the family traditions. Both families had love in their hearts. Nobody was upset. Everyone saw the groom with their eyes. Everyone congratulated Baba Mool Chand ji: "your son-in-law is a pot for fortunes. He is the mine of virtues." Both sides met and were really happy. They went towards the city and saw a place to stay. The elephants trumpeted. They were decorated with jewellery. The bells rang as the elephants walked. The horses had golden saddles with gems. The ground was stomped by the horse steps. There were horses everywhere. The chariots had bells on them that sounded when they rode. The wheels made a lot of noise. The Dhols, Daphs, Nagaras and other instruments sounded. One could not hear others or themselves talking. Flutes, Mridangs and instruments played. Tambooras, bells and Shehnais played. The professional dancers sang in Raags. They sang in Taals and beautiful pitches. The multi-coloured flags waved in the wind. The Bharaat walked. The Lotus-eyed One was in the middle. A Chaur waved over his head. On one elephant was Chacha Lalu ji, who threw a lot of money. On the other elephant was Baba Parmanand ji who also threw money. They both looked like clouds, showering money instead of rain. Low or high caste was not thought of. Everyone picked up the money that was showered. The praises were spreading like moonlight from a full moon night.
The instruments playing, made the women of the town anxious. They tied their necklaces around their wastes. The waste bells were around their necks. The anklets were worn in the wrists. They couldn't take care of their jewellery. The soorma was on their cheeks. The red colour that was supposed to be on their feet, they put in their eyes. They quickly got ready in this way and quickly came to their balconies. They shined like lightening in the clouds. They looked at the groom from their lotus-like eyes. They looked from their windows. They took fistfuls of flowers and showered them on the Bharaat. They mixed fragrances with the red colour and threw it on the Bharaat. They saw the moon-like face of Guru ji. The women were in bliss, seeing Guru ji. The women took roses and fragrances and threw it on the Bharaat from their streets. There was a mess on the floor. There was an eagerness in their bodies.
The Bharaat came to Moola ji's home. They did the Aarti of the Destroyer of Pain. Many women with moon-like faces came. Their voices were sweet like cuckoos. They did the family traditions and said the Sitnees by saying Guru ji's name. The Kama was not able to affect the Gyaan though. Kama was trying to overpower the Gyaan, uselessly. Guru ji was detached from everything. Kama was upset and trying hard. The groom and the Bharaat stayed in the Dhera. Dust flew on top of everyone, like pollen on the lotus flower.
Tents and poles were pitched up. They looked radiant. Beggers were given what they asked for. Everyone rested and were good as new. The time for Dhenu dhool had arrived. The wind blew hard as if it were sending invitations of joy to Svarga. The fireworks were fired up. Many firecrackers were lit. They made demons and demonesses in the sky. Everyone was happy to see the fireworks. Baba Mool Chand ji sent a person to the Bharaat to give a message: "come to the home now. It is time for the Laavan." The Bharaat had a lot of flags and Nagaras. The Nagaras sounded. The sound was loud and sounded like clouds thundering. There was bliss in the hearts. The Bharaatis all got together and went to the home. Everything looked beautiful. The Bedis and the supreme Bedi, Guru Nanak Dev ji, came to the place of the wedding. Where the Bedi (wedding Mandap) was made, that's where everyone gathered. The Brahmins sat there as well. Everyone was happy to see the Bharaat. The Brahmins were happy and gave blessings. They were all sitting around the Bedi. The Mantras of the Vedas were uttered. The well traditions took place that were in the Vedas.
From inside the home, the tall and beautiful, the form of Laxmi, dressed with joy, Mata Sulakhani ji was brought out. Guru Nanak Dev ji was radiant like the moon. The bride was seated next to Guru ji. She was seated on the left side of Guru ji. The fire was lit. Vinayak was worshipped by the Brahmin, using sandalwood. Ghee was put in the fire with a big spoon. Guru ji and Mata Sulakhani ji did 4 (alternate translation is “beautiful” instead of 4) Laavan of the fire. It was like Kamadeva and Ratti doing the Laavan.
Pandit Hardyal ji and the Brahmin of Mool Chand ji said out the history of the family names as per Vedic traditions. The bride's family name was Chona. They used their Jyotish skills to speak the history. It was spoken with the good tradition. Everyone heard this and were happy to hear the history of the family. The cultural and Vedic traditions were carried out. As the Brahmins instructed, the wedding tradition was completed and donations were given. The Brahmins gave their blessings to all and took the donations.
After the Laavan, everyone came back to the place of rest for the Bharaat. Everyone was tired. The dankness of the night was thick, like the darkness of ignorance of an ignorant person. The stars sparkled like the sparkling of desires in a person who likes to indulge in pleasures.
In the morning, the roosters were crowing. The bees were buzzing over the flowers. The east was yellow from the light of the sun. The birds sang, announcing the day. The Chakvi and the Chakva met (as one is nocturnal so they only meet at sunrise). The thieves that were out in the night, ran away from the villages. The mailmen left with the mail in the morning. The rays of the sun spread. The conches were blown during the morning poojas. The darkness was gone like the Gyaan destroying the army of attachment.
Guru Nanak Dev ji let go of his sleepiness like a Gyani discards the desire for women. He was aware, like a Brahmgyaani sitting in the bliss of Bhagti. He bathed and gave out donations. He was in a single state of joy and sorrow; he was above attachment and hatred. He wore expensive clothes. He destroyed the pain of his servants. He was like the sun and the Bedi clan were like the lotus flowers. The sun's rays were radiant. Guru ji’s jewellery was like the sun's rays. He wore yellow clothes and looked really radiant. His clothes covered his body like his body was covering the Gyaan inside him.
Guru ji tied a Cheera Dastaar, which looked really radiant. He had a pearl necklace around his neck. Everyone stole glimpses of Guru ji's face. Guru ji destroyed the sins of all. His handsome face was blooming like the lotus in the morning. He blessed all. The golden hoops in his ears dangled over his cheeks. His Bani gave Gyaan to all. Pitha Kalu ji, Chacha Lalu ji and the Bedis were ready and radiant. They wore expensive clothes and jewelry. They all gave donations to beggars. There was a crowd of beggars. Pitha Kalu ji and the other Bedis were happy giving the donations. Many dramas and plays were going on. The handsome young men laughed and enjoyed themselves. They were really happy and gave a lot of donations. The beggars praised everyone after taking the donations.
One person came and spoke after folding his hands: "the food is ready. Please come and eat. Please bless us with your presence." The Bharaat looked great. Pitha Kalu ji said to everyone: "let’s go and eat." Everyone went to the home of Moola ji. Guru ji walked slowly along with the Bharaat. His walk was pleasant and mesmerizing. His arms were long that went to his knees. His armlets were great. He wore golden rings with precious gems. His teeth looked like diamonds. His shoulders were high. His forehead was wide. It looked like the moon wore bliss. Everyone came to the home holding hands. They all praised Guru ji as they came into Baba Mool Chand ji's home. Colourful rugs were laid out. The Bharaat looked great with different colours. They all sat in lines. A lot of plates were placed in front. The cooks brought the food out. Delicious Pakvaans were plated. Some were sweet like honey. Modhaks, ladoos, sev and bhoondi were brought out. There were pakoras in the yoghurt. Amriteeya, Khurma, sugar were in great quantities. Raisons, almonds, coconuts and pistachios were put in the sweets. As per the Vedic traditions, 5 morsels of food were first taken out. Everyone ate after that. The women sat in the balconies and sang songs. They sang Sithineeya, which made everyone happy. The Bharaatis placed money in their plates (for the dishwashers) and got up to leave. Everyone came back to their place of rest.
Guru Nanak Dev ji was taken into the home by some women. The women were beautiful who walked like the elephant and were radiant like lightening. Their faces were like the moon. They joked around with Guru ji, the giver of joy. The women looked with a sharp sight. The great Munnis’ Tapp would be destroyed by seeing these women. Kamadeva took on many forms and shot many arrows towards Guru ji. He tried his best to capture Gyaan but not one arrow affected Guru ji. The young women did the traditions of the family. They looked at Guru ji's handsome face. They engrained his groom-form in their hearts. Guru ji spoke soft and priceless words. Guru ji's words were the givers of Mukti. His eyes were like the lotus. His heart was the home of compassion. Wherever he would look, peace would flow. His handsome face was the home of beauty. He dispelled pain, everywhere he looked. The women in the middle of the home were like Kamadeva. Guru ji left the home and came back to the resting place. There was Mehndi on his hands and feet, red like a lotus flower, which was like pollen, compassion. He wore yellow clothes. He wore a Janyow which was radiant. His golden bracelets and armlets were beautiful. He wore a long pearl necklace. He was like the form of peace, decorated in the world.
In the middle of the Bharaat, Guru ji looked radiant. He was like the Mani stone in the middle of gold. The court of Bedis was in session. Guru ji was radiant. Inder within the court of Devatas was embarrassed by this. The professional singers and dancers came to the court. Their hairs were done with a split in the middle of the head. They came to the court. The musicians came and played. The dancers wore bells around their ankles and waists. With bells, Mridangs, dholkis and other instruments, the Taal (beats) were met with the Raags and Raginis, which captivated the heart.
The singer woman sang with cleverness and began to dance. The bells rang as she moved. She made different dancing positions. She would go up and down quickly. She moved her arms in elegant ways. She danced to beats and stole everyone's hearts. Her form was young and beautiful. She was flexible and danced with agility. Her walk was carefree. Her body was beautiful. She walked with a playful nature. She bent as she danced. The Mridang made deep bass noises. The dancer stomped to the beat. Her braid hung, which had oil in it. Her braid was long like a black snake. She was like a magician as she danced. She used her clothes to make actions. The waist bells were mesmerizing and captivated everyone's attention. The people watching were still like pictures on the walls. Their senses were gone. They focused on the court. Their sights were fixed upon the dancer. They all forgot about time and place. Satguru ji looked at the dancer and smiled. He saw the play of the world like a magician’s illusion. Guru ji was unaffected by anything.
Guru ji gave money to the dancer in joy. He was the moon of the Bedis who was the giver of Mukti. He was forever in the Bliss of Brahm. He was in the "Brahmanand." For 3 days the Bharaat stayed in Randhawa. This Katha is beautiful. It has been stated as it happened. A person came to the Bharaatis to call them. Pitha Kalu ji, Chacha Lalu ji, Baba Parmanand ji and the other Bedis came to Baba Moola ji's home. They were really happy. Pots, jewelry, clothes which were beautiful pashminas and silks; horses loaded with gifts, camels with gifts; these were all given as the dowry. Gold and silver were given. A maid was sent for Mata Sulakhani ji's service. Sarpanch Hitha gave gifts as well. They gathered gifts and gave them. Every one from the village got together and were humble in front of Guru ji. Baba Mool Chand ji said to Pitha ji with humility: "my daughter is your servant. I have nothing more to serve you with. You are great in the world. You are deserving." They were both happy with each other. The traditions were done. Both sides were happy. Both sides had love. Hitha Sarpanch had warned Baba Mool Chand ji not to speak harshly, so he was fine.
The wife of Baba Mool Chand ji became sentimental and began to cry. She hugged her daughter. Other friends came to meet Mata Sulakhani ji. Where she was seated, it was a Dholi. It was taken ahead and everyone followed. The Kamal Nain was seated in a palanquin. Money was showered over their heads. I have stated the history of the wedding.
The young and old from both sides praised the wedding. They met each other and said: "we have never seen such a great wedding before. It was very joyful."
In this way, the praises spread. The Bharaat started to go back home, slowly. They stopped along the way as they came.