In this way, Satguru Amar Das ji blessed Sachan Sach ji. He made a grain of dust into a mighty mountain. Bhai Sachan Sach’s seva was rewarded. Guru ji looked at both, the former queen and Bhai Sachan Sach, and blessed them. He made drops of water into a vast ocean. So many powers they were given to, by Guru ji. There is no other to make princes out of paupers. The Guru saves the ones drowning, and makes them into ships so they may save others. Bhai Sachan Sach and his wife were blessed and now they were “ships” who saved many. They were given leave. Both of them were happy as all their pains and problems were now gone. They were now extremely powerful. They bowed to Guru Sahib’s feet repeatedly. They had both achieved a very high state.
Bhai Sachan Sach ji and his wife went to Sachan Sach ji’s home village. In his village, people would come to Sachan Sach to fulfill their wishes. He would relieve their problems and cure their mental or physical illnesses. He would take Guru ji’s slipper and touch it with the sick person’s head. They were instantly cured. Thousands of people began to come and see the couple, to be cured. Guru ji also blessed Sachan Sach and his new wife to cut any curses on people. The glory of Bhai Sachan Sach ji spread far and wide in the region. People came to worship him. Bhai Sachan Sach ji and his wife would do Simran of Guru Amar Das ji and worship his slippers. He was now a ship and was saving thousands. He dispelled their troubles and put them in bliss. Those people achieved high statuses as well. There was a village called Sheikhupura in Firozpur. Kavi Santokh Singh ji had seen those slippers. The slippers are in Saidaval currently but in Sheikhupura during Kavi ji’s time. Whoever Sachan Sach would touch with the slipper; they would be cured immediately. The glory of the slippers spread far and wide. Whoever Guru ji blessed; they were in bliss. They were given the bliss of both worlds. Tapp, Jupp, Jog, yagna, fasting or giving donations, the most supreme was the seva of Guru Amar Das ji. Those who were fortunate, they got a chance to serve the Guru. In this way, Guru Amar Das ji’s glory spread in every direction. People came to meet Guru ji after hearing his glories. People came with many wishes, which would be fulfilled once they met Guru ji. People came making vaheers (travelling communities) of hundreds. The Divaan was always in progress as Sangat kept coming. Kirtan and Katha would go on continuously. They would bring gifts for Guru ji but Guru ji would not accept any gifts. Only one day’s worth of Langar was kept and the rest was not accepted. Langar would be distributed all the time and would start early in the morning. Guru ji would come eat Langer at noon. Guru ji would only eat Ogra without salt. He would only take a little bit. The Sangat would eat the different dishes that were cooked. All 6 types of tastes of Langar was made and distributed. The Langar was distributed all the time. Whoever wanted to eat was allowed to eat anytime. The news of the Langar was now well known. Whoever heard about it, was happy.
The glory of Guru ji also reached the ears of Guru Angad Dev ji’s son. He was jealous when he heard. He said: “this glory belongs to our home. Why is this not beneficial to us?” When Guru Angad Dev ji left for Sach Khand, during the ceremony of the “tayrvee (the 13th day after the departing, there is a ceremony for the departed that takes place),” Baba Bhudda ji placed the Teeka of the Guruship onto the forehead of Guru Amar Das ji. Baba Dattu came and forcefully grabbed the Dastaar of the Guruship and tied it onto his own head. Since then, he had been sitting on the throne where his father once sat on, in Khadoor, but no one would come to worship him. He tried to give sermons and advice but nobody accepted him as their Guru. Nobody even came to bow their heads. Bringing him gifts was a longshot. He was upset and filled with jealousy and anger. He tried to be the Guru but he didn’t know how to. No Sangat came to him. Baba Dattu had many other Khatri friends who would come and sit with him. They would fill his head with nonsense: “you are the son of the Guru but you are sitting here all alone. Nobody comes to see you or talk to you. Nobody comes to bow to you or bring gifts. You are like a walking corpse; you did not receive your father’s throne. Some other Khatri came here and took the throne away from you. He is glorious and you are not. Kings from many regions come bringing gifts, everyday to Goindwal. There is such a crowd in Goindwal of people that come to see the Guru. They come and worship his feet and sing his glories. They bring him the best gifts.” The friends of Baba Dattu hit his heart with word-arrows, injuring his pride. Baba Dattu eventually lost his patience. He knew the reality and glory of Guru Amardas ji, but the company of bad individuals proved to be quite harmful for him. His wisdom failed him. He already had the fire of jealousy burning inside of him. His friends added more oil to the fire. Baba Dattu become very angry and made a decision: “I will kill the Guru, Amar ji, and then take his throne. It was my father’s possession. I should have been the heir.” Baba Dattu got up and headed towards Goindwal.
Baba Dattu reached Goindwal and came to the place where Guru Amardas ji was seated. The Divaan was in session and Guru ji was sitting in the centre. Rich and poor were all coming to see Guru ji. Some were bowing and some were stating their Ardaas to Guru ji. Some were sitting and reciting Satnam. The Rababis were singing Shabads in various Raags. Some were listening to the Shabad Kirtan with deep focus, and some were thinking of the Guru in their hearts. Just as Shiv ji would sit amongst the saints and Munis, that is how Guru ji’s glorious court was. Seeing this glory, Baba Dattu’s anger grew wilder. He was so full of anger that he was now in pain. Baba Dattu came up to Guru ji and stared at Guru ji’s body. In a rage, Baba Dattu lifted his leg and struck Guru ji with his foot, just as Bhrigu had struck Vishnu ji’s chest (in order to see the most patient out of the Trimurti Devatas, Vishnu proved to be the one without any ego, when Bhrigu struck him in the chest with his foot). Guru ji’s elderly body fell off of the Singhasan and hit the ground. Guru ji quickly collected himself and grabbed Baba Dattu’s foot. Guru ji began to massage Baba Dattu’s foot. The most gracious Guru, proving to be the supreme being, then spoke: “for one, I have spent a lot of time doing seva and secondly, my body is old. For these reasons, my body is really hard. Your feet are soft. Hitting my hard body may have caused your foot a lot of pain. Please forgive me for this pain that I may have caused you, unknowingly. You are the fortunate son of Sri Guru ji. You have been caused a lot of pain for my love. I did not stand up seeing you. You have now destroyed my ego. You found me guilty and so you have struck me. You have done good, seeing your servant. Tell me what service may I do for you? I will serve you right away. Discard your anger.” Baba Dattu heard Guru Amardas ji’s words and spoke out of anger: “what is this farce that you are playing? I am the true owner of the Guru’s throne. You did not tie the Dastaar of the Guru, I did. Everyone tied the Dastaar on my head so why are you being worshipped? You started to call yourself the Guru. This hurt me very much. I don’t like this farce of yours. I see Sangat coming and going from here. My father was a very simple person. You were a cheat and did his seva. You made up things for your own needs and now you call yourself the Guru. You should leave this place and go somewhere else and stop this farce right away. My father sent you to establish Goindwal but you made yourself the owner, not me. I don’t need your seva, I want you to get up and leave.” Listening to Baba Dattu’s words, nobody in the Sangat said anything. Everyone just kept staring at them with stubbornness. They were afraid of Guru ji to call out right or wrong. They were amazed to see the greatness of Guru ji. Guru ji was not weak, that was evident to them. The sun set in the western sky; it was now evening. Shocked, everyone began to return to their homes. They were all shocked to see what had happened in front of them. Satguru ji went to his room and went to his sleeping place. Baba Dattu sat there in the Guru’s court. The servants that came with Baba Dattu were the only ones with him.