In this way a few days passed that Guru ji was in Khadoor. He didn’t like coming outside. He preferred to stay hidden. For this reason, his existence wasn’t well known within Khadoor. There was a Tappa (one who does Tapasya) who also lived in Khadoor. The Tappa would sing his own glories and praise himself constantly. He knew spells and mantras. He had attracted a following and would lead them astray. Many people would come to him and do what he would say. They all bowed to him, wherever he went in the village. Everyone listened to him. He was worshiped in Khadoor and in the nearby villages. There were Jaats from the Khera caste that lived in Khadoor and called the Tappa their Guru. They provided grains, sweets and other offerings for him. They gave him milk, yoghurt and ghee. Whenever the Tappa would hold events, people would come to his home and bring food from him. They brought him money and asked for his blessings in worldly matters. They brought other expensive gifts for him as well. Everyone in the village was afraid of him. Most of the people in Khadoor were from the Khera caste of Jaats. They were afraid of the Tappa’s curses and listened to what he said. The people of the village weren’t very educated and didn’t know the difference between a Saint and a fraud. They did what the Tappa said and gave him many gifts.
In that same village lived Guru Angad Dev ji. The people of the village didn’t know about Guru ji’s powers or glories. They didn’t come bow to Guru ji. They didn’t know that he was the Master of the Universe. They thought he was just another villager like them. They saw him as just another Khatri from their village. Guru ji dressed in commoners’ clothes, with a Kurta and a chaadra. The people saw him as one of them; being a householder. Nobody in the village was a Satsangi. They didn’t know the glory of the Guru or the Satsang. After a while, there was a time when it didn’t rain when it was supposed to. It was Bhadron (August), the heart of the monsoon season, and it didn’t rain. The crops were dying. In all of Punjab, there was a drought and the crops began to die. The vegetation was going yellow before it went ripe. If the crops all died, there would be nothing to eat. The farmers all got scared as there was going to be nothing to eat for the whole family. There would be nothing for the animals to eat either. “If Bhadron is to go without rain, then we would not be able to afford life. We will die without the food. Without the crops we will not be able provide subsistence. We have no money to buy from other regions either. If we had money, we could have imported food,” in this way all the farmers met and were worried. They discussed: “we should go to the Elders. We should ask the Pandit. The Pandit will find a solution to make the fields green again.” Another spoke: “our Guru is the Tappa. He can do miracles. He is very powerful and is the Guru of the whole village. He can find a solution with his powers. Our wives take our kids to him for their cures. He says a mantra and our kids are cured then. He fixes other problems for us and gives us peace with his powers. We should all go to him. We should take sweets for him. He should do Ardaas at his feet and tell him to make it rain.”
All of the farmers then went to the Tappa, worried and depressed. When they got their, the Tappa was sitting on his throne. He was filled with pride. The farmers all placed the sweets in front of the Tappa. The Tappa was sitting cross-legged as all of the farmers bowed to him. The elders praised the Tappa as they came to him. They said: “Babaji, you are very powerful and fulfill everyone’s wishes. Many people come to relieve their pain which you help them with. Your glory is spread far and wide. Everyone praises you. We have come for your protection. Please fulfil our wishes.” The Tappa was happy to hear his own praises. The Tappa said: “all of you have come to me. I am very happy with your worship. Whatever you ask for, I will grant. All of you are my servants. You serve my feet and for this reason I will dispel your pain.” The farmers heard the Tappa, folded their hands and said: “Tappa ji, this is what we need: in the beginning of the season, it rained a lot and our fields and crops were green. They grew nicely too. Now that we are close to the crops going ripe, it is not raining. It has been a long time since it rained and the crops are turning yellow. They will dry up soon. If there are no crops, our livelihood will be trouble. Please bless us and make it rain. Please make the clouds come so it rains.” The Tappa heard the farmers and then thought to himself, holding jealousy in his heart for Guru Angad Dev ji: “only a few people come to me but Guru Angad Dev ji has Sikhs coming from far away. They come and stay at his home and do his seva.” The Tappa would see the Sikhs come and was jealous of the Guru Ghuddi. He was worried about Guru ji’s glory. He was quite jealous. He was afraid that the Kheras may go to Guru Angad Dev ji. He was insecure and always talked bad about Guru ji. Guru ji’s glory was brightly shining life the full moon. the Tappa was a fake, a fraud. He wanted to have Guru ji leave the village. The foolish Tappa wanted to make Guru ji look bad. He cooked up a plan and said: “oh Kheras, you all know why it won’t rain, right? You should know! There is a Khatri that lives in your village and he commits big sins. His name used to be Lehna but he calls himself Guru Angad now. He changed his name. Many people come from other regions and sing some sort of songs all day long at his home. They bow to him; who is a householder. He is not a Saint; he is married and has kids. He shouldn’t have people bowing to him as he is a Ghristi (a householder). He has people serving his feet. He sits on a throne and people call him Guru. If he wanted to be a Guru, he should wear pink or saffron clothes like Sadhoos. He should have gone to another village. He should have stayed away from his family. He hasn’t renounced anything. I don’t know what religion he is following but he has people worshiping his feet. Everyone is worshiping him, even though he is married and has kids. All of you are smart. Tell me, is this good? Isn’t this a sin? I know you don’t follow him, that I am sure of, but you are smart. It is because he lives here that it does not rain. Now you need to think how to make him leave the village. It will rain once he leaves. All of you Kheras need to tell him to leave. I will make it rain then. Kick him out of the village. Once he leaves, I guarantee you, it will rain. He can go live anywhere he wants, at least you will be out of trouble.” The Kheras believed his words to be true and said: “yes Tappa ji, what you say is true. He is a Ghristi and makes people bow to his feet. This is the reason why it won’t rain. Many people come from other regions. We people of the village don’t follow him but it must be the outsiders that ruin things for us. We should go and kick the Khatri out.” The Kheras got up and headed towards Guru Angad Dev ji’s place. The Tappa was very happy that Guru ji would leave. He was happy and thought his wish was going to be fulfilled. What the fool didn’t know was, that his death was near.