Become detached to the vices and love the feet of the Guru. Focus on the Simran of the Naam and be awake. Become fortunate.
Sri Bala Sandhur Vaach..
After staying there for many days, Guru ji’s glory grew by the day. Baba Moola ji noticed that and finally figured out that Guru Nanak Dev ji was great and deserving. He let go of all of his previous thoughts and came to Guru ji with his hands folded: "you are a complete and great being. I couldn't see your beautiful ways as great. I slandered you day and night. I was stuck in the bonds of the world. Please forgive my sins. You are our honour." Guru ji saw his father-in-law as humble and became compassionate. He said: "do the Simran of Satnam, which gives Mukti. Do the Satsangat and be in joy. Bow before Kartar and you will easily get Mukti." Baba Moola ji bowed his head. As soon as he bowed, the curtains of attachment fell. His attention became focused in Simran. His duality finished. He came home and told his wife. Mata Chando Rani ji regretted the past.
For some days, they all did the Satsang of Guru ji. The in-laws had a lot of love arise in their hearts. They became Vivekis (understanding that Akaal Purakh was infinite and the world was destined to be destroyed) in a few days. They saw the infinite from the finite. They were Aatam Gyaanis. They saw the Sat (truth) from the Asat (myth). Their age was soon complete. They left their bodies with ease and joy. They went to the home of the Prabhoo, Sach Khand, where the pure-minded Bhagats live. Sri Guru Nanak Dev ji blessed them. He continued staying there in Vatala, thinking of the love of the Sikhs.
After a few days, Guru ji got ready to go. He gave hope to all. He travelled along the shore of the Raavi. Myself and Bhai Mardana ji followed. Guru ji saw a nice place on the shore and sat down. Guru ji was the Pavan Ahaari (extracting nourishment from the wind), like a Tapisvar doing a deep Tapp. People of the area heard of Guru ji’s arrival and came to meet him. They bowed to his lotus feet with love and took his wisdom to become Sikhs. They did his Seva and washed their sins away. One would tell another about Guru ji and they would come to see him. They would come for Guru ji's Darshan. The ones who lived near the village, they gathered and praised Guru ji: "this Sadhoo is omnipotent. His Darshan destroys the sins. He is very powerful. Whatever he says, becomes reality. He is always in the love of the Master. He is calm. Never with a wandering mind. He is a beloved Dervish of the Khuddah, or Khuddah himself." Many people came to see him. Guru ji would answer their questions. Sanyasis, Brahamachaaris and Ghristis; Tappis, Bairagis, Jungle Dwellers, Jogis, Vaishnavas, Hindus and Muslims; if they came with a doubt, Prabhoo ji would give them the answer right away. People listened and had devotion in their hearts. They wrote down the Shabads of Gurbani and pondered on them.
People of Lahore would come and become Guru ji's servants. They would learn the wisdom of Naam, Charity and Ishnaan. They learnt Keertan and sung it. There was a Khatri in Lahore named Krori Mal. Whenever he heard Guru ji's praises, he would get angry. Nobody would praise Guru ji in front of Krori Mal, fearing him. Lahore was the capital of Luv. Krori Mal was the leader and ruled the area. He was foolish. He couldn't hear the glory of the master. One day, Jogis wandered the area of Lahore and sang Gurbani. They had an Ektara in their hands and walked with love as they sang. They came to the place where Krori Mal's home was. They sat near the fool. He heard the Shabad and became jealous. It was like somebody was given poison. He was blind in his greatness. He was an Agyaani and Bemukh from saints. He was without joy. His chest burnt. He was in pain. The Jogis sang a Shabad:
Sri Mukhvaak M:1..
Nanak says oh mind, listen to the teachings that are true.. Rabb will ask you for your account, Dharmaraja will sit and take out his book.. The sinners will be called out loud, the ones who owe.. The Azrael will come and stand upon your head to punish you.. You won't know where you came from or where you are going.. The halls are really narrow.. Your lies will finish there, Nanak says, only truth will be heavy..2..
(SGGS 953)
Krori Mal heard this and got angry. He said: "he has misled the Hindus. I saw that the Turks lost their honour too. They praise him too. Who is this “Nanak?” I've never seen him, whom the Hindus and Turks praise. His praises have spread everywhere. I don't understand this. Who is this; whom everyone in Kaliyuga follows? I have analyzed this: all these people see others and become servants. He walks a crocked path. Others have lost their ways. I don't think this is good. How can I blame others? The one who started this, he should be arrested. He should be thrown and interrogated in the jail. I will stop his ideology." He said this in his court. He took his servants with him and said: "go get my horse and saddle it. Bring it here." One of the servants saddled his horse and brought it to him. When Krori Mal was about to mount the horse, when he put his foot in the stirrup of the horse; the horse jumped. Krori Mal couldn't control the horse. He fell to the ground. His Pugri fell off his head. He saw this as a bad omen. He went back home. The people close to him advised him: "Sri Guru Nanak Dev ji is a great being." Krori Mal insulted them: "I will go in the morning." The fool spent the night and got ready in the morning. He mounted his horse. Many other officers went with him. They all headed towards Sri Prabhoo ji. When they came close, Krori Mal went blind. He couldn't see anything. His ego was destroyed. He was in pain. The sinner would not speak as he had slandered. He understood that Guru ji was very powerful. He thought to himself: "many wise people stopped me but I didn't listen to them because of my ego. If many people try to convince you, if you don't listen, you will be in pain." He was drooping in depression. People saw that he had gone blind. He was humble. Krori Mal said: "I understand his greatness now. He is as you said he was. I am blind because of my doings. He is a great being. I was jealous of him. I was punished for this, with pain. Come walk with me, oh people, help me be forgiven. I spoke harsh words. I want to be forgiven. I wish to be his servant now. I will become his Sikh. I want him to keep me." The people heard this and said: "you now know him. Get off your horse and bow to him by placing your head on the ground. Go with faith and devotion. Fall to his feet. He will forgive you. He is compassionate. He is the lover of his Bhagats. It is his ancient Dharma." Krori Mal destroyed his ego and got off his horse. He walked barefoot. He bowed by his every step. He praised Guru ji in many ways. From a long way he yelled: "forgive me! Forgive me! I am your servant. I am an insect boasting in front of Garud; a pebble boasting in front of the Sumer; a firefly trying to compare itself to the sun. I am a fool. I was greedy. I slandered you a lot. I am guilty, Prabhoo! Forgive me oh Compassionate One!" He spoke like this with depression. He tripped as he walked. He couldn't walk straight. One person grabbed his hand and led the way to the Master of the Universe. He brought him to Guru ji's feet. Krori Mal said: "I come to your sanctuary." He laid down like a stick. He asked for forgiveness. He didn't lift his head for a while. Guru ji saw his state and became compassionate. He said: "get up and open your eyes. Stop thinking about everything." Hearing the compassionate words, Krori Mal got up, observing himself as been forgiven. He could see again as he did before. He folded his hands and bowed. He got up and spoke with love in his heart: "you blessed me! Keep me by your feet. Accept my gifts. Where you are sitting now, this place is beautiful. I own it. You can have this land and make a Dharamsala. Establish an independent village here. It will belong to you. You will have the land and fields. Give food to your Sikhs and saints. Name it with your name. Accept this gift of mine." Guru ji said: "if this is your wish, do the Seva. Nobody will stop you. The Satsangat will come and rest here. They will gather and do Simran of the Naam." The Khatri sent his men to call the tradesmen. Where Guru ji was sitting, a building was erected right away. A city was founded. Homes were built. With time, many people came and settled in this place. The place was called “Sri Kartarpur.” A beautiful Dharamsala was constructed there. The Khatri requested Satguru ji to go into the Dharamsala. A beautiful bed was laid out inside with nice sheets. He seated Guru ji there with love. Divas were lit and Guru ji's Aarti was done. They said: "Jai Jai Guru, oh giver of joy to the Bhagats. You destroyed the Asuras and saved the Vedas. You killed Raavan and Kans. You are Narsingh and the one who pierced Baali's chest. I am a fool who made a grave mistake. I beg you to save me! Forgive me! You destroy the darkness of sins. You are the sun. The Bhagats are the fish in the water of Naam." When Guru ji heard this, Krori Mal's doors of his Koshes opened. Guru ji gave him the gift of Bhagti. He gave him the boon. Krori Mal did the Seva of Guru ji. He stayed there with love for many days. He then left and came back to Lahore. Guru ji's praises spread in every direction.
As the Sikhs heard about Guru ji’s newly established city, they all came to him. They stayed close to Guru ji and served him. They received a lot of joy from this. Mata Sulakhani ji was in bliss. She was wise. She obeyed her husband and brought both of her sons to stay with the Master of the Universe. A beautiful home was made for them in Kartarpur. The whole family lived there with joy. A beautiful Dharmsala was also made. Guru ji sat in the middle of the Dharamsala. Keertan happened day and night. It was intense. The Sikhs sang Shabads and then pondered on the meanings. Crops and vegetables were planted in the fields by the Sikhs. When they were ripe, they were harvested. The crops and grains were brought to Guru ji to be made into Langar. Nobody was left hungry. A lot of food was made from the crops grown on Guru ji’s fields. Langar was continuous all of the time. Many people began to gather and did Seva on the fields and in the Langar. They did Guru ji’s Darshan and received the reward of their lives.
There was a Karam-Kaandi Brahmin that lived nearby. He was well educated. He came to Guru ji one day. He gave Guru ji a blessing when he met him. He was in pain because of not receiving food. He saw the Langar. Guru ji said to the Brahmin: “If you are hungry, eat the food. It is ready to eat.” The Brahmin said: “I don’t eat like this. The food is not made according to the correct tradition. I follow the Karam Kaands according to the Veda. I eat food made with purity. I cook myself and eat. I dig the ground 1.5 hands deep. I use the cow dung to purify it. I bring water from the well. I wash the firewood and light the fire. I select the grains and prepare the food with purity and correct hygiene. Only then is the food good to eat for me. I only eat that food. You have not done all this, so I can’t eat.” Guru ji, the Gareeb Nivaaj, spoke: “oh Brahmin, take the dry and raw uncooked food then. You can prepare it in your way.” The Brahmin took the raw crops and grains. He began to dig the ground. As he dug, he found bones in the ground. He left the place and went to another place. He dug the new place and found more bones. He saw the place as impure. He then went to another place. Wherever he dug, he would only find bones. The Sikhs stood and watched. They were surprised to see this. The Brahmin dug all day long. He was hungry and tired. He was upset and came back to Prabhoo ji. He folded his hands and said: “wherever your food is, give me that. I will eat it as it is. You are a great being. You are the Gunkhaani. I didn’t obey you before. I made a big mistake. My body is really tired and hungry. I will obey your command now.” Guru ji heard this and said: “Brahmin ji, that time has passed now. What is done, is done. Now, say “Vahiguru” and make the ground pure. Make your kitchen and make your food. Remove all of the doubts in your heart.” The Brahmin obeyed and made a kitchen without any doubt. After he ate, he came to Guru ji. Guru ji then uttered a Shabad:
Basant Mahalla 1..
The stove made of gold, and pots made of gold as well. The line markings of the cooking square made of silver, spread out wide.
The water from the Ganga purifies the firewood, the fire from the Yagna (made from rubbing 2 wooden sticks or striking 2 rocks). Garuda Rice cooked in milk. ||1||
Oh mind, these are of no accounts if you are not drenched with the True Name. ||1||Rahao||
One may have the eighteen Puranas written; the four Vedas memorized by heart, taken baths of Purbi (holy festivals); and give charitable donations according to caste; observe the fasting, and perform Nem (daily recitations) day and night. ||2||
He may be a Qazi, a Mullah or a Shaykh, a Yogi or a wandering hermit wearing saffron-colored robes; he may be a householder, working at his job; without understanding (the form of Parmeshwar/the real self), the Jumms (Messengers of Death) will tie you and take you away. ||3||
Each person's karma is written on their forehead. According to their deeds, they shall be judged. The foolish and the ignorant issue commands. Nanak says, the True Ones are those who have the praise of the Parmeshwar in their treasures. ||4||3||
(SGGS 1168-1169)
The Brahmin heard this and folded his hands. He bowed and placed his head on Guru ji’s feet. He became a Sikh of the Satguru and began to do the Simran of the Master of the Universe. His attention became focused in Prema Bhagti. The love for the Satnam Simran arose in his heart. He received a lot of blessings from Guru ji’s compassion. The doubt (of not knowing that the Aatma is the real form which illuminates the mind and the false sense of self) of the Brahmin was quickly destroyed.