When we read Gurbani and contemplate on it, we "realize" (I use the word loosely) that the world is temporary and hence are all our biggest of our sorrows and our joys too are temporary. But yet we feel drowned in good times and bad times . In bad times, we loose our peace, In good times , we loose our self-control. The inside mann sways with conditions outside. We suffer this despite knowing (?) after reading in gurbani that world is transitory.
Despite the knowledge that everything is temporary and we should aim for the permanent, everlasting bliss by indulging in simran and gurbani ,
Despite we telling this to ourselves and each other,
its as if we don't know yet . Such a contradiction