Sangrand Hukumnama

AwswVu qpMdw iqsu lgY hir nwhu n ijMnw pwis ] jgjIvn purKu iqAwig kY mwxs sMdI Aws ] duXY Bwie ivgucIAY gil peIsu jm kI Pws ] jyhw bIjY so luxY mQY jo iliKAwsu ] rYx ivhwxI pCuqwxI auiT clI geI inrws ] ijn kO swDU BytIAY so drgh hoie Klwsu ] kir ikrpw pRB AwpxI qyry drsn hoie ipAws ] pRB quDu ibnu dUjw ko nhI nwnk kI Ardwis ] AwswVu suhMdw iqsu lgY ijsu min hir crx invws ]5]

bu`Dvwr, 1 hwV (sMmq 554 nwnkSwhI)

AMg: 134

pMjwbI ivAwiKAw :

bwrh mwhw mWJ mhlw 5 Gru 4

<> siqgur pRswid ]

hwV dw mhInw aus jIv nMU qpdw pRqIq huMdw hY, auh bMdy hwV dy mhIny vWg qpdy-klpdy rihMdy hn ijMnHW dy ihrdy ivc pRBU-pqI nhIN v`sdw, jyhVy jgq-dy-shwry prmwqmw dw Awsrw C`f ky bMidAW dIAW AwsW bxweI r`Kdy hn[ pRBU qoN ibnw iksy hor dy Awsry irhW ^uAwr hI hoeIdw hY, jo BI koeI hor shwrw q`kdw hY, aus dy gl ivc jm dI PwhI pYNdI hY aus dw jIvn sdw shm ivc bIqdw hY[ kudrq dw inXm hI AYsw hY ik mnu`K jyhw bIjdw hY, kIqy krmW Anuswr jyhVw lyK aus dy m`Qy auqy iliKAw jWdw hY, auho ijhw Pl auh pRwpq krdw hY[ jgjIvn purK nMU ivswrn vwlI jIv-iesqRI dI swrI izMdgI pCqwivAW ivc hI guzrdI hY, auh jgq qoN tuty hoey idl nwl hI qur pYNdI hY[ ijMnHW bMidAw nMU gurU iml pYNdw hY, auh prmwqmw dI hzUrI ivc sur^rU huMdy hn (Awdr-mwx pwauNdy hn)[ hy pRBU! qyry A`gyy nwnk dI bynqI hY-AwpxI imhr kr, myry mn ivc qyry drSn dI qWG bxI rhy, ikauNik hy pRBU! qYQoN ibnw myrw koeI hor Awsrw-prnw nhIN hY[ ijs mnu`K dy mn ivc pRBU dy crnW dw invws bixAw rhy, aus nMU qpdw hwV BI suhwvxw jwpdw hY aus nMU dunIAw dy du`K-klyS BI duKI nhIN kr skdy[5[

English Translation :

BAARAH MAAHAA ~ THE TWELVE MONTHS: MAAJH, FIFTH MEHL, FOURTH HOUSE:

ONE UNIVERSAL CREATOR GOD. BY THE GRACE OF THE TRUE GURU:

The month of Aasaarh seems burning hot, to those who are not close to their Husband Lord. They have forsaken God the Primal Being, the Life of the World, and they have come to rely upon mere mortals. In the love of duality, the soul-bride is ruined; around her neck she wears the noose of Death. As you plant, so shall you harvest; your destiny is recorded on your forehead. The life-night passes away, and in the end, one comes to regret and repent, and then depart with no hope at all. Those who meet with the Holy Saints are liberated in the Court of the Lord. Show Your Mercy to me, O God; I am thirsty for the Blessed Vision of Your Darshan. Without You, God, there is no other at all. This is Nanak’s humble prayer. The month of Aasaarh is pleasant, when the Feet of the Lord abide in the mind. || 5 ||

Wednesday, 1st Assaar (Samvat 554 Nanakshahi)

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