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Aao Jee Thoo Aao
ਆਉ ਜੀ ਤੂ ਆਉ ਹਮਾਰੈ ਹਰਿ ਜਸੁ ਸ੍ਰਵਨ ਸੁਨਾਵਨਾ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥ Aao Jee Thoo Aao Hamaarai Har Jas Sravan Sunaavanaa ||1|| Rehaao ||
ਤੁਧੁ ਆਵਤ ਮੇਰਾ ਮਨੁ ਤਨੁ ਹਰਿਆ ਹਰਿ ਜਸੁ ਤੁਮ ਸੰਗਿ ਗਾਵਨਾ ॥੧॥ Thudhh Aavath Maeraa Man Than Hariaa Har Jas Thum Sang Gaavanaa ||1||
ਸੰਤ ਕ੍ਰਿਪਾ ਤੇ ਹਿਰਦੈ ਵਾਸੈ ਦੂਜਾ ਭਾਉ ਮਿਟਾਵਨਾ ॥੨॥ Santh Kirapaa Thae Hiradhai Vaasai Dhoojaa Bhaao Mittaavanaa ||2||
ਭਗਤ ਦਇਆ ਤੇ ਬੁਧਿ ਪਰਗਾਸੈ ਦੁਰਮਤਿ ਦੂਖ ਤਜਾਵਨਾ ॥੩॥ Bhagath Dhaeiaa Thae Budhh Paragaasai Dhuramath Dhookh Thajaavanaa ||3||
ਦਰਸਨੁ ਭੇਟਤ ਹੋਤ ਪੁਨੀਤਾ ਪੁਨਰਪਿ ਗਰਭਿ ਨ ਪਾਵਨਾ ॥੪॥ Dharasan Bhaettath Hoth Puneethaa Punarap Garabh N Paavanaa ||4||
ਨਉ ਨਿਧਿ ਰਿਧਿ ਸਿਧਿ ਪਾਈ ਜੋ ਤੁਮਰੈ ਮਨਿ ਭਾਵਨਾ ॥੫॥ No Nidhh Ridhh Sidhh Paaee Jo Thumarai Man Bhaavanaa ||5||
ਸੰਤ ਬਿਨਾ ਮੈ ਥਾਉ ਨ ਕੋਈ ਅਵਰ ਨ ਸੂਝੈ ਜਾਵਨਾ ॥੬॥ Santh Binaa Mai Thhaao N Koee Avar N Soojhai Jaavanaa ||6||
ਮੋਹਿ ਨਿਰਗੁਨ ਕਉ ਕੋਇ ਨ ਰਾਖੈ ਸੰਤਾ ਸੰਗਿ ਸਮਾਵਨਾ ॥੭॥ Mohi Niragun Ko Koe N Raakhai Santhaa Sang Samaavanaa ||7||
ਕਹੁ ਨਾਨਕ ਗੁਰਿ ਚਲਤੁ ਦਿਖਾਇਆ ਮਨ ਮਧੇ ਹਰਿ ਹਰਿ ਰਾਵਨਾ ॥੮॥੨॥੫॥ Kahu Naanak Gur Chalath Dhikhaaeiaa Man Madhhae Har Har Raavanaa ||8||2||5||
- SGGS A1018P14
Tann Sukka Pinjar Theeaa
ਫਰੀਦਾ ਤਨੁ ਸੁਕਾ ਪਿੰਜਰੁ ਥੀਆ ਤਲੀਆਂ ਖੂੰਡਹਿ ਕਾਗ ॥ Fareedhaa Than Sukaa Pinjar Thheeaa Thaleeaaan Khoonddehi Kaag ||
ਅਜੈ ਸੁ ਰਬੁ ਨ ਬਾਹੁੜਿਓ ਦੇਖੁ ਬੰਦੇ ਕੇ ਭਾਗ ॥੯੦॥ Ajai S Rab N Baahurriou Dhaekh Bandhae Kae Bhaag ||90||
ਕਾਗਾ ਕਰੰਗ ਢੰਢੋਲਿਆ ਸਗਲਾ ਖਾਇਆ ਮਾਸੁ ॥ Kaagaa Karang Dtandtoliaa Sagalaa Khaaeiaa Maas ||
ਏ ਦੁਇ ਨੈਨਾ ਮਤਿ ਛੁਹਉ ਪਿਰ ਦੇਖਨ ਕੀ ਆਸ ॥੯੧॥ Eae Dhue Nainaa Math Shhuho Pir Dhaekhan Kee Aas ||91||
ਕਾਗਾ ਚੂੰਡਿ ਨ ਪਿੰਜਰਾ ਬਸੈ ਤ ਉਡਰਿ ਜਾਹਿ ॥ Kaagaa Choondd N Pinjaraa Basai Th Ouddar Jaahi ||
ਜਿਤੁ ਪਿੰਜਰੈ ਮੇਰਾ ਸਹੁ ਵਸੈ ਮਾਸੁ ਨ ਤਿਦੂ ਖਾਹਿ ॥੯੨॥ Jith Pinjarai Maeraa Sahu Vasai Maas N Thidhoo Khaahi ||92||
-SGGS A1382P12
Aisa Naam Niranjan Hoye
ਮੰਨੈ ਸੁਰਤਿ ਹੋਵੈ ਮਨਿ ਬੁਧਿ ॥ Mannai Surath Hovai Man Budhh ||
ਮੰਨੈ ਸਗਲ ਭਵਣ ਕੀ ਸੁਧਿ ॥ Mannai Sagal Bhavan Kee Sudhh ||
ਮੰਨੈ ਮੁਹਿ ਚੋਟਾ ਨਾ ਖਾਇ ॥ Mannai Muhi Chottaa Naa Khaae ||
ਮੰਨੈ ਜਮ ਕੈ ਸਾਥਿ ਨ ਜਾਇ ॥ Mannai Jam Kai Saathh N Jaae ||
ਮੰਨੈ ਮਾਰਗਿ ਠਾਕ ਨ ਪਾਇ ॥ Mannai Maarag Thaak N Paae ||
ਮੰਨੈ ਪਤਿ ਸਿਉ ਪਰਗਟੁ ਜਾਇ ॥ Mannai Path Sio Paragatt Jaae ||
ਮੰਨੈ ਮਗੁ ਨ ਚਲੈ ਪੰਥੁ ॥ Mannai Mag N Chalai Panthh ||
ਮੰਨੈ ਧਰਮ ਸੇਤੀ ਸਨਬੰਧੁ ॥ Mannai Dhharam Saethee Sanabandhh ||
ਮੰਨੈ ਪਾਵਹਿ ਮੋਖੁ ਦੁਆਰੁ ॥ Mannai Paavehi Mokh Dhuaar ||
ਮੰਨੈ ਪਰਵਾਰੈ ਸਾਧਾਰੁ ॥ Mannai Paravaarai Saadhhaar ||
ਮੰਨੈ ਤਰੈ ਤਾਰੇ ਗੁਰੁ ਸਿਖ ॥ Mannai Tharai Thaarae Gur Sikh ||
ਮੰਨੈ ਨਾਨਕ ਭਵਹਿ ਨ ਭਿਖ ॥ Mannai Naanak Bhavehi N Bhikh ||
ਐਸਾ ਨਾਮੁ ਨਿਰੰਜਨੁ ਹੋਇ ॥ Aisaa Naam Niranjan Hoe ||
ਜੇ ਕੋ ਮੰਨਿ ਜਾਣੈ ਮਨਿ ਕੋਇ ॥੧੫॥ Jae Ko Mann Jaanai Man Koe ||15||
- SGGS A6P6
Sab Gobind Hai
ਏਕ ਅਨੇਕ ਬਿਆਪਕ ਪੂਰਕ ਜਤ ਦੇਖਉ ਤਤ ਸੋਈ ॥ एक अनेक बिआपक पूरक जत देखउ तत सोई ॥
ਮਾਇਆ ਚਿਤ੍ਰ ਬਚਿਤ੍ਰ ਬਿਮੋਹਿਤ ਬਿਰਲਾ ਬੂਝੈ ਕੋਈ॥੧॥ माइआ चित्र बचित्र बिमोहित बिरला बूझै कोई ॥१॥
ਸਭੁ ਗੋਬਿੰਦੁ ਸਭੁ ਗੋਬਿੰਦੁ ਹੈ ਗੋਬਿੰਦ ਬਿਨੁ ਨਹੀ ਕੋਈ ॥ सभु गोबिंदु है सभु गोबिंदु है गोबिंद बिनु नही कोई ॥
ਸੂਤੁ ਏਕੁ ਮਣਿ ਸਤ ਸਹੰਸ ਜੈਸੇ ਓਤਿ ਪੋਤਿ ਪ੍ਰਭੁ ਸੋਈ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥ सूतु एकु मणि सत सहंस जैसे ओति पोति प्रभु सोई ॥१॥ रहाउ ॥
ਜਲ ਤਰੰਗ ਅਰੁ ਫੇਨ ਬੁਦਬੁਦਾ ਜਲ ਤੇ ਭਿੰਨ ਨ ਹੋਈ ॥ जल तरंग अरु फेन बुदबुदा जल ते भिंन न होई ॥
ਇਹੁ ਪਰਪੰਚੁ ਪਾਰਬ੍ਰਹਮ ਕੀ ਲੀਲਾ ਬਿਚਰਤ ਆਨ ਨ ਹੋਈ ॥੨॥ इहु परपंचु पारब्रहम की लीला बिचरत आन न होई ॥२॥
ਮਿਥਿਆ ਭਰਮੁ ਅਰੁ ਸੁਪਨ ਮਨੋਰਥ ਸਤਿ ਪਦਾਰਥੁ ਜਾਨਿਆ ॥ मिथिआ भरमु अरु सुपन मनोरथ सति पदारथु जानिआ ॥
ਸੁਕ੍ਰਿਤ ਮਨਸਾ ਗੁਰ ਉਪਦੇਸੀ ਜਾਗਤ ਹੀ ਮਨੁ ਮਾਨਿਆ ॥੩॥ सुक्रित मनसा गुर उपदेसी जागत ही मनु मानिआ ॥३॥
ਕਹਤ ਨਾਮਦੇਉ ਹਰਿ ਕੀ ਰਚਨਾ ਦੇਖਹੁ ਰਿਦੈ ਬੀਚਾਰੀ ॥ कहत नामदेउ हरि की रचना देखहु रिदै बीचारी ॥
ਘਟ ਘਟ ਅੰਤਰਿ ਸਰਬ ਨਿਰੰਤਰਿ ਕੇਵਲ ਏਕ ਮੁਰਾਰੀ ॥੪॥੧॥ घट घट अंतरि सरब निरंतरि केवल एक मुरारी ॥४॥१॥
- SGGS A485P2
A Piece of Advice
1. Unlearn. Your religion, caste, identity were assigned to you by your family. Do not let these define you as an individual. You are much more than these.
2. Read. Read classics. Read all the religions like academic subjects and see for yourself if they are logical. Read philosophy. Read Nietzsche. Read Kant. Read science. The more you will read the more humble you will become. Reading takes time.
3. Fall in love and then raise yourself out of it. Regard yourself fortunate if your so-called soulmate dumps you. A Breakup can teach you so much that no religion can.
4. Bear the pain and suffering and I would say keep some of it with you all the time.
5. Respect and love your parents. Respect women. Remember your mother is a woman.
6. Empathize or at least try.
8. Have a hobby.
9. Appreciate art.
10. Expect less.
11. Meditate.
- PSP
Guddi Didi
It was Sunday evening and I was reading lying down on my bed. My father called me on the phone and said, “Come home, Guddi Didi is no more” and he hung up on me as usual. It was hard for me to believe yet I knew that this was going to happen.
I started to think and remember so many things at once. The feeling was choking. She had cancer. Last stage. A couple of weeks back, I went home to see her. Everybody was telling her, “You’d be fine, don’t worry” and all sorts of thing but she was quiet, subtle. I saw her cold eyes which were as if insulting us all by saying, “You can not do anything to save me.” She was sad, really sad. She had nothing to look up to. She had nothing to wait for. Her life was like that and she had accepted it a long time ago. But she was happy once. I have seen her happy. She used to paint when I was a kid. We have her painting hanging all over the place at home. She was young then and I have heard from my mother that she was in love too, with somebody. But this love was crushed and she was married to a railways employee. She compromised. She had too. For the next 8-9 years, she had no kids. Her in-laws started to nag and torture as if she is a bad omen in their lives. And then Reymon was born. She was happy. We were happy too. Everybody was happy. We came to know some years later that Reymon had some incurable heart deformity and it cannot be cured. He became dark, weak and all bones. Whenever I used to see him, I used to wonder that why God was so cruel. What has this poor kid done? Two years back, at the age of 10-11, Reymon succumbed to death. Such a tragedy… On that day, when I saw Guddi Didi, I realised that she is not going to be fine again. everybody became busy in their lives, the whole family, but didi never recovered. Two weeks back, her husband called at my home and said, “Guddi is having cancer, its the last stage. Doctors have said no and I am going to leave her, So it will be better if you guys can take her away.” And she came home.
I regard myself a very strong person. I cannot cry that easily. But this was too much. I went home yesterday and saw her body. Dark and deformed. She was very beautiful once. My mother asked me and my cousins to put her on the ground so that she can make her ready for the cremation. We lifted her. Her body had became hard and brittle. I also removed cotton from her nostrils and a thick brown cloured fluid flowed. This is the end. It will happen to us too. We will also not look good at that time. I chose not to take any photograph. I did not want to insult a beautiful soul by taking pictures of her deformed body.
I wish her happiness and everything that she deserved in her next life.
PSP
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VLOG - 1 (Coffee Date with Bestie)
I have started this segment to lowkey turn my tumblr into an YouTube channel.
Today, at the coffee shop me and my bestie had the most unhinged gossips, discussions, life decisions, academic downfall, academic comeback, dating and what not. Told her about my depression. While having coffee we laugh at our jokes and continuously we said "ebar free lagche"...
This year was really a tough one. Specially for us because of some highly nonsense reasons. Anyways but genuinely had fun...
Love you Tamu! You deserve the world!! 🎀💗
out of touch thursday
random snippets of the last two months just because
it's easy for people to say "it's not that deep" when they're not living it. sometimes we say it to cheer someone up when they're going through something. but you know what else is okay? maybe it is that deep for you. and that's okay. maybe it is that deep for you right now, but it won't be forever. feelings change all the time. what once scared you to death, you might be doing with ease now or not even thinking about. or maybe things you never worried about suddenly start weighing heavy on your mind. let's just remember that feelings are not final. what we need to learn is how to feel them, and how to exist beside them. sometimes that means certain feelings will be overwhelming or dominating you when they shouldn't. but if life was perfect and we never felt anything troubling then we'd never make any experiences and we'd all prob have the same character and personality. who wants that??
i went on a walk today again and i kept thinking about how the more you try to control what happens in your life, the more unhappy you will be with it. at least up to a certain point. the more you think you know what you want, the unhappier you will be once you get it and realize what the reality of living with it is like.
society is so fixated on finding your purpose, reaching goals and achievements but that's mainly because we're scared of dying and realizing how miniscule our existence really is in the grand scheme of things. that's one of the main reasons why so many people wanna be remembered for something. and there's nothing wrong with wanting that but there's also nothing wrong with not finding your purpose, or just achieving things that society deems "small" or "unimportant". if it's important to you then it matters. our baseline purpose is to just live our lives and exist. anything else on top of that is a bonus, but not necessary.
if i learned one thing in my almost 30 years of existing, it's that during the course of your life you will realize the ways in which you will reach your goals or find your purpose will be different than you imagined. the less you resist that truth, the less you will be worried about the future and the more at peace you will feel with your existence.
About journaling and more.
the ups, the downs, and the in betweens.
I've been journaling pretty regularly for the past 8 years (with little breaks in between). Ever since I started I pretty much decided my journals would all be "anything goes", meaning there would be no strict guidelines on formatting or content. I also call it creative journaling for that reason, as it encompasses far more than just regular journal entries. As such, the contents of my journals are colorful accumulations of diary entries, creative writing such as poems, essay-like writing, collages, drawings, doodles, wild scribbles, etc.
As with any hobby or habit, my relationship to journaling has changed a lot in the past few years. I've experienced some journaling fatigue, sometimes also accompanied by guilt that I was not keeping up with my habit. As we all know life sometimes gets in the way, and even though it often helped me to write out my thoughts, if I was going through prolonged stress, it sometimes felt like journaling about it made me feel worse. I rarely had energy to express myself creatively and every written entry would just be me venting the same feelings over and over, creating a strange cycle that seemed to amplify my misery instead of alleviate it.
My current journal has roughly 16 pages left. I started it in January 2023, feeling a bit fatigued from the prior year where journaling first started feeling quite weary to me, possibly due to a lot of stressful big life transitions happening. I decided I would focus more on the visual/creative aspect and only write when I truly felt like it. Then more stressful stuff happened, and I lost my passion for journaling almost entirely.
It was then that I noticed that when I had the urge to put my thoughts somewhere but felt fatigued, writing with pen and paper made me feel limited, like my hands couldn't keep up with my thoughts. When I needed an immediate outlet to express my thoughts, just opening a word document and going at it would make me feel more satisfied than grabbing my journal and writing them down by hand.
I was going to write all of this down in my journal too, but I decided to put it here instead, just because I felt like it. I've been wanting to get into blogging forever and would like to eventually have a more personal blog but tumblr is close enough for now, as it is my old homebase in a way.
Like many people on here, my teenage years were defined by tumblr. I spent over ten years on this platform (on a diff. account from 2009-2017) mostly just soaking in content and not really expressing myself. Admittedly I wasted a lot of time on here instead of having real life experiences but somehow it still felt like a less brain-rotting way of consuming content than whatever we have going on these days on the big three.
That's why I ultimately decided to come back here, at least for a while.
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