Sabad is Infinite; we are finite. This is our understanding at the moment, which was different yesterday and may evolve tomorrow as we deepen our relationship with the Sabad.
Sabad is Infinite; we are very finite. This is our understanding at the moment, which was different yesterday and may evolve tomorrow, as we deepen our relationship with the Sabad. In this transcreation, we have chosen to keep the repeating words in the Sabad the same. We aspire to learn and retain the Divine attribute as used in the original Sabad and avoid terms like God or Lord.
The Persian language occupies a strange place in Sikhi. Sikhs are universally aware that Persian has a place in our history yet simultaneously unaware of its magnitude.
The Persian language occupies a strange place in Sikhi. Sikhs are universally aware that Persian has a place in our history yet simultaneously unaware of its magnitude.
Sabad is Infinite; we are very finite. This is our understanding at the moment, which was different yesterday and may evolve tomorrow, as we deepen our relationship with the Sabad. In this transcreation, we have chosen to keep the repeating words in the Sabad the same. We aspire to learn and retain the Divine attribute as used in the original Sabad and avoid terms like God or Lord.
Sabad is Infinite; we are finite. This is our understanding at the moment, which was different yesterday and may evolve tomorrow as we deepen our relationship with the Sabad.
The Sikh Cast Host, Manpreet Singh, revisits an episode from the past to help shed light on the present. Through Sabad we explore coming to terms with fear and overcoming anxiety during the current global pandemic.
ਹਮ ਜੇਰ ਜਿਮੀ ਦੁਨੀਆ ਪੀਰਾਮ ਸਾਇਕਾ ਰਾਇਆ ॥ ham jer jimī dunīā pīrām sāikā rāiā. هم زیر زمین دنیا پیران شیخ ها راییا All the sheikhs, spiritual teachers, rulers [will be buried] under the ground.
In this immersive poem, Inni Kaur recites her piece Love's Countless Yearning. The poem is from the perspective of a seeker of the guru – Guru Nanak Sahib. "The love-arrow has pierced my heart. I yearn for union. When will my destiny awaken? When will my longing be fulfilled? ..."
This immersive poem is written and produced by Amardeep Kaur, and recalls a time of revolt, pain, and sorrow. Barahmah di chitthi Guru Nanak nu / A Letter of Twelve Months to Guru Nanak " sai, my Beloved! Fill me into your red dye You ferried me over the Pacific once Today, I return, to find the ports of Komagata’s revolts What a long journey from the Fragrant Harbour, with gifts of agarwood for the coast of Salish peoples When Ghadaries promised to deliver (contd.) "
In this transcreation, the original Gurmukhi is followed by an English transcription to guide the pronunciation of the Sabad (Divine Word) in its original form.
In this transcreation, the original Gurmukhi is followed by an English transcription to guide pronunciation of the Sabad (Divine-Word) in its original form.
Our next podcast takes place in Tulamba, focusing on a man named Sajjan and an inn he ran for travelers to stay overnight. Over time, Sajjan began engaging in a very unhealthy habit, which negatively affected travelers.
This podcast brings us to Haridwar, a town that lies on the banks of the Ganges river. Guru ji challenges the thinking of the men whom he meets at the river.
The next sakhi in our series takes us to the town of Puri, in India. The Mayor of the town invited Guru ji and Bhai Mardana to listen to Aarti , a special prayer performed by the priests. Guru ji happily accepted.
Vahiguru exists in everyone – even in those who don’t embody what Guru ji stood for. Surprisingly, mean people also have Vahiguru in them; they just have forgotten that. All they need is a special reminder from a place of love that Vahiguru is in them.
The next sakhi takes us to Mecca in Saudi Arabia. Around the year 1525, Guru ji and Bhai Mardana arrived in Mecca. Guru ji’s interaction with the qazi (a Muslim scholar) was very shaky at first because the qazi thought Guru ji was disrespectful.