The various things you see in this word because of Agyaan; are destroyed once the Gyaan comes. If you want this Gyaan then meditate on the Satguru.
Sri Bala Sandhur Vaach..
Sri Guru Angad Dev ji, listen to the Katha ahead. The saints saw the army and left. Sri Guru ji remained sitting there. I was there with Guru ji, along with Bhai Mardana ji. A Mughal came and saw us. He called one of his servants and said to him: “these 3 people that are sitting here, arrest them and put weights on their heads. Take them to the camp.” The soldiers came and took us. They made us carry heavy bags on our heads. Bhai Mardana ji was given a horse to hold. I was given a bag to carry on my head. They wanted Guru ji to carry one as well but they didn’t know his greatness. The bag flew one hand above Guru ji’s head. Guru ji walked slowly to the camp. As we walked, the both us were behind Guru ji. His bag flew over his head. Satguru ji spoke: “listen Mardana, play the Rabab in a beautiful way.” Bhai Mardana ji said: “Prabhoo ji, how can a play the Rabab? I am holding the reins of this horse. He is jumping around too. I am using all of my strength to control him. If he escapes, the Mughals will kill me.” Guru ji said: “say Vahiguru and let go of the reins. He will follow us.” Bhai Mardana ji obeyed and let go of the reins. He began to play the Rabab in Raag Asa. Guru ji did an Alaap and uttered a Shabad.”
Asa Mahalla 1..
Having attacked Khorasan, he became its master; he terrified Hindustan.
The Karta Purakh did not take the blame; he sent the Mughal as the messenger of death.
There was so much slaughter that the people screamed. Did You not feel their pain, Lord? ||1||
O Karta Purakh, You are the Master of all. If a powerful man strikes another powerful man, then there is no grief. ||1||Rahao||
If a powerful tiger attacks milking cows (or animals) and kills them, then its master must answer for it.
These gems (humans) have been spoiled and thrown away by dogs, and no one cared about them.
You Yourself unite, and You Yourself separate; This is Your Glorious Greatness. ||2||
Is one gives themself a great name, and revel in the pleasures as they wish,
in the Eyes of the Master, they are just an insect eating corn.
Only one who dies to his ego and becomes alive (by knowing his Aatma), obtains the blessings, O Nanak, by chanting the Lord's Name. ||3||5||39||
(SGGS 360)
In this way, Guru ji sang and walked on his way. He was always in the single state of bliss. The people watching were amazed to see this: “this is amazing! We don’t understand. His heavy bag is floating above his head. He is walking with his companions. The other is walking and the horse is following him without his reins being held. These are certainly some saints. It could be Khuddah himself. He is really powerful. We have never seen anything like this before.” The soldiers and people watching folded their hands and bowed to Guru ji. They had faith on Guru ji’s lotus feet. As everyone reached the camp, the Mughal officer saw the prisoners with detail. The officer saw Guru ji’s miracles. He went to Babar and told him everything: “there is a Darvish among the prisoners. Everyone is amazed to see him. He performs miracles. He is very powerful. The heavy bag floats one hand above his head. He has a Doom with him who is not holding the reins of the horse. The horse is following him. They are doing the Bandagi of Khuddah. You should come for yourself to see who is the Fakir.” Babar heard this and said: “if I had already heard about this, I wouldn’t have attacked this city where such Fakirs lived.” He got up and came to see Guru ji.
Listen to the Katha of Guru ji, as it happened. Many prisoners were tied up in the camp. They suffered and cried out in pain and sorrow. Every caste of Hindu women were there along with Turkanis and Pathaanis. Everyone was given a grinder to grind wheat. When Sri Guru Nanak Dev ji came to the camp, the bags were taken off their heads. Guru ji was seated in the jail. Two heavy grinders were placed in front of me and Bhai Mardana ji. Grains were placed in front of us. One grinder was placed in front of Guru ji as well. They said: “quickly grind this wheat.” The both of us quickly began to grind the wheat. The other men and women grinded as well. Sri Guru ji did not touch his grinder. We would pick up the grains and put them in his grinder. His grinder spun by itself. Everyone was amazed to see this. In the meantime, Babar had come. He bowed his head upon Guru ji’s feet, while the grinder spun by itself. Sri Guru Nanak Dev ji saw Babar and said a Shabad after seeing the state of the people:
Raag Asa Mahalla 1 Ashtpadia Ghar 3..
Ik Oankaar Satgur Prasaad..
Those heads that were beautifully adorned with braided hair, with their partings filled with vermillion. Those heads were shaved with scissors, and their necks were soiled with dust. They lived in mansions, but now, they cannot even sit on the streets. ||1||
Hail to You, Baba, Hail to You! O Primal Akaal Purakh, your end is not known by anyone; You create, and create, and behold the scenes. ||1||Rahao||
When they were married, their husbands looked so handsome beside them. They came in dholis/palanquins, decorated with ivory pieces, arranged in beautiful ways; water was spun over their heads, and glittering fans were waved above them. ||2||
They were given hundreds of thousands of coins when they sat (for the first time in the home of their husbands), and hundreds of thousands of coins when they stood. They ate coconuts and dates, and rested comfortably upon their beds. Now, ropes were put around their necks, and their strings of pearls were broken. ||3||
Their wealth and youthful beauty have now become their enemies, which gave them so much pleasure. The order was given to the soldiers, who dishonored them, and carried them away. If it is pleasing to His Will, He bestows greatness; if it pleases His Will, He bestows punishment. ||4||
If someone focuses on the Lord beforehand, then why should he be punished? The kings had lost their senses, reveling in pleasure and sensuality. Baabar's rule has been proclaimed; even the princes have no food to eat. ||5||
The Muslims have lost their times of prayers, and the Hindus have lost their worship as well. Without their sacred Chownkas, squares, how shall the Hindu women bathe and apply the Tilaks to their foreheads? They never remembered Raam, and now they cannot even chant Khuddah||6||
They used to return to their homes, and meeting their relatives, they asked about their wellness. For some, it is pre-ordained that they shall sit and cry out in pain. Whatever pleases Him, comes to pass. O Nanak, what is the fate of humankind? ||7||11||
(SGGS 417)
Babar heard this and stood in front of Guru ji. He folded his hands and said: “tell me the meaning of this Shabad. What are you speaking about?” Sri Guru Nanak Dev ji said: “listen Babar, you have killed the Pathaans and looted the great city. You took all their women and imprisoned them in your camp. Times of pain are upon these people. I saw their state and said a Shabad. They used to have nice braids in their hairs with vermilion in their heads; with golden jewellery, looking nice; your soldiers cut their hair with scissors. They pulled their earrings and ripped their earlobes. They put dust on their faces and dishonored them. They beat them up and asked them where the money was. These beautiful women used to eat great delicacies but they never chanted the name of Kartaar from their mouths. Today, there is feces on their faces and they were told to speak of where the money was. They used to live in beautiful homes which were pleasant during the day and night. They had never seen a saint with their eyes. They are now seen by other men who are low. They have no place to sit. They are in pain now. Vahiguru, who is the controller, I bow to him, over and over again. He is the beginning of all. He is the indestructible Purakh. His end cannot be found in any way. He does many dramas in various ways. He does as he pleases. When these women were married, their handsome husbands sat by them. They came in dholis. They were first given sweets to eat. Water was spun over their heads and sipped by their mothers-in-law. They were very happy. The maids waved fans over them. Mirrors were on the fans which made them glitter. The fans were great. Many came to see the new brides and gave them money. They ate coconuts and dates from their husbands. They ate many delicacies. They enjoyed the beds of their husbands. They enjoyed many pleasures. Now, they have stones around their necks. Their pearl necklaces have been broken. Youthfulness and wealth gave them joy but now it gave them pain. The women who were young and wealthy, this trapped them. They are told by your people: “give us more money!” They lost their honour. Your people slapped them. What pleases Vahiguru, he gives punishment and greatness as he pleases. Their clothes were made of silk and pashminas; their bodies could be seen through the cloths; what do we say about humans, even the sun and moon could not see them. Their feet did not touch the ground. They travelled on vehicles. Your soldiers tied them up and made them walk on stones. Their husbands were killed in the battle. They were tied and imprisoned here. They have tears in their eyes. The kajal falls on their cheeks. They scream out in pain. Nobody has the power to free them. Their relatives are all dead. They never did the Simran of the Naam. That is why they are suffering. If they had done the Simran of the Kartaar, why would have they been in pain? The rich Umraavs and Viziers forgot the Prabhoo because of their wealth. The Prabhoo is deep and virtuous. They only longed for the colours and pleasures. They thought of many pleasures and vices. Look what happened to them. Their state can’t be seen now without feeling bad. Babar, your rule has spread. You destroyed the courts. The big officers of the Pathaans did not get food. They used to do their Nimaaz and Pooja on time. They do not have the time now. The Hindu women you have imprisoned, they used to bathe and apply the Tilaks; they would sit in the Chownka to eat; they sit in jail now. They cry. They have nothing to eat. They cry out loud, shrieking in pain. They never did the Simran of Ram in their mind. They don’t get a chance to say Khuddah. If some friends ask them how they are, what will they say? What Vahiguru wishes, he does it right away. The humans can’t do anything. Nothing is in their hands. Karta Purakh does as he wills.” Babar heard the words of Sri Guru ji and had faith in his heart. He saw Guru ji as very powerful. He bowed and said: “show me your miracles. I want to know how much power you have. You are beloved to Khuddah. Or are you Khuddah himself, taking on a human body?” Guru ji said: “miracles are paths to destruction. Ask me for something else. Keep your mind still. Don’t let it wander.” Babar was fortunate. He heard the words of Guru ji and had love in his heart for Guru ji’s feet. He bowed to Guru ji’s feet and saw that Guru ji was drenched in the love of Khuddah. He brought an offering of a bag full of cannabis for Guru ji. He saw Guru ji as detached. Guru ji had no wish for money or cannabis. Guru ji said a Shabad when the cannabis was placed in front of him:
Tilang Mahalla 1 Ghar 2
Ik Oankaar Satgur Prasaad..
Fear (for the Lord) is my marijuana; my mind is the leather bag which holds it. I have become a romantic and detached from the world.
My hands are my begging bowl; I hunger for (his) Darshan. I beg at Your Door, day after day. ||1||
I long to be emersed with your Darshan. I am a beggar at Your Door - please bless me with Your charity. ||1||Rahao||
Saffron, flowers, musk oil from the deer, embellish the bodies of all. The Bhagats’ light and sandalwood impart their fragrances onto everyone. ||2||
No one looks at the pot holding the ghee or the worm from where the silk is from. Such is the Bhagat, no matter what his social status is.
Those who bow in reverence to the Naam, the Name of the Lord, remain absorbed in Your Love. Nanak begs for charity at their door. ||3||1||2||
(SGGS 721)
Babar heard this and bowed. He became humble and said: “I know now that you are Khuddah in human form. Please give me the boon that I may become the Badshah of the world. May my descendants rule, generation after generation; enjoying the rule in peace. The 4 gifts are in your hands and you can give them without delay. Saints are really generous. They can make big kings out of paupers and paupers out of kings. You are the complete Prabhoo. If you are happy with me, you can complete my wish. Oh great being, bless me.” The Compassionate One spoke with love: “you will enjoy the rule till you are just. When your generations become unjust, your rule will be lost. You will win over many lands with your strength and enjoy the rule.” Babar was really happy to hear this. He bowed to Guru ji’s Lotus feet, over and over again. He became humble and said: “you are Dhan, Prabhoo! You are the Home of Treasure.” The soldiers then came and bowed to Guru ji’s feet while doing his Darshan. A crowd gathered all around Guru ji. Everyone came running to Guru ji. Sri Guru Nanak Dev ji gave the boon of rule to Babar: “rule Delhi and other lands.”
Sri Guru ji looked towards the prisoners. They were in pain, like winter coming to a jungle of lotuses. Guru ji said to Babar: “release the many prisoners you have captured. Whatever you have looted from them, give it all back to them. Obey my command.” When Babar heard Guru ji’s command, he released all of the prisoners. Everyone identified their items and took them back. Babar did not delay in giving the things back to the people. Everyone took their things and left towards their homes. The Master of the Universe went with the people back to the city.
When everyone came back to the city of Ahmnabad, they saw that it was in ruins. Guru ji saw the destruction and the lack of men or women there. He uttered a Shabad in Raag Asa:
Asa Mahalla 1..
Where are the games, the stables, the horses? Where are the drums and the bugles? Where are the sword-belts and chariots? Where are those scarlet uniforms? Where are the rings and the beautiful faces? They are no longer to be seen here. ||1||
This world is Yours; You are the Lord of the Universe. In an instant, You establish and disestablish. You distribute wealth as it pleases You. ||1||Rahao||
Where are the houses, the gates, the hotels and palaces? Where are those beautiful way-stations? Where are those beautiful women, reclining on their beds, whose beauty would not allow one to sleep? Where are those betel leaves, their sellers, and the shops? They have vanished like shadows. ||2||
For the sake of this wealth, so many were ruined; because of this wealth, so many have been disgraced. It was not gathered without sin, and it does not go along with the dead. Those, whom the Creator Lord would destroy - first He strips them of virtue. ||3||
Millions of religious leaders failed to halt the invader, when they heard of the Emperor's invasion. He burned the rest-houses and the ancient temples; he cut the princes limb from limb, and cast them into the dust. None of the Mughals went blind, and no one performed any miracle. ||4||
The battle raged between the Mughals and the Pathaans, and the swords clashed on the battlefield. They took aim and fired their guns, and they attacked with their elephants. Those men whose letters were torn in the Lord's Court, were destined to die, O Siblings of Destiny. ||5||
The Hindu women, the Muslim women, the Bhattis and the Rajputs. some had their robes torn away, from head to foot, while others came to dwell in the cremation ground. Their husbands did not return home - how did they pass their night? ||6||
The Creator Himself acts, and causes others to act. Unto whom should we complain? Pleasure and pain come by Your Will; unto whom should we go and cry? The Commander issues His Command, and is pleased. Oh Nanak, we receive what is written in our destiny. ||7||12||
(SGGS 417-418)
Guru ji said this Shabad and sat outside of the city. The people of the city began to come to him. The people faced troubling times. The Pathaans that had died, their blood flowed onto the ground. Their faces were dirty with dirt. The vultures ate their flesh and shrieked. They looked scary. The people saw the dead bodies. The women identified their dead husbands and family members. The Muslims buried their dead while the Hindus cremated them. There was a lot of noise from the crying. The women gathered and would beat their heads. They yelled: “hai, hai, oh, oh.” They talked about the dead and praised their qualities. They all met in one place to cry. They pulled their hairs and threw them on to the ground. They beat their faces and bodies in pain and grief. They extended their arms towards the sky and cried. Hearing the loud noises, Sri Prabhoo ji uttered a Shabad:
Ik Oankaar Satgur Prasaad..
Asa Kaafi Mahalla 1 Ghar 8 Ashtpadia..
As the cow tender is in the field for only a short time, so is one in the world. One earns with lies and builds his/her home. ||1||
Wake up! Wake up, Oh sleepers, see that the travelling merchant is leaving. ||1||Rahao||
Go ahead and build your houses, if you think you will stay here forever and ever. The body shall fall, and the soul shall depart; if only they knew this. ||2||
Why do you cry out and mourn for the dead? The Lord is, and shall always be. You mourn for that person, but who will mourn for you? ||3||
You are engrossed in worldly entanglements, O Siblings of Destiny, and you are practicing falsehood. The dead person does not hear anything at all; your cries are heard only by other people. ||4||
Only the Lord, who causes the mortal to sleep (in attachment), O Nanak, can awaken him again. One who understands his true home, does not sleep (in attachment). ||5||
If the departing mortal took his wealth with him, then go ahead and gather wealth yourself. See this, reflect upon it, and understand it. ||6||
Make your deals, and obtain the true merchandise, or else you shall regret it later. Abandon your vices, and practice virtue, and you shall obtain the essence of reality. ||7||
Plant the seed of Truth in the soil of Dharmic faith, and practice such farming. Only then will you be known as a merchant, if you take your profits with you. ||8||
If the Lord shows His Mercy, one meets the True Guru; contemplating Him, one comes to understand. Then, one chants the Naam, hears the Naam, and deals only in the Naam. ||9||
As is the profit, so is the loss (because of the Karma); this is the way of the world. Whatever pleases His Will, O Nanak, that is glory for me. ||10||13||
(SGGS 418)
After saying this Shabad, Guru ji remained sitting. Guru ji’s compassion can make the mind still and peaceful.