awesome poem

[Gurjeet_Kaur]

Anandpur Sahib

I have heard them sing that a song that says a true Khalsa princess's

home is Anandpur Sahib.

Strange, I've never seen it.

True, I've touched its marble walls. Saw the sardars scream jakaras

on the Khalsa's 300th Anniversary Day.

But my Guru wasn't there, that is how I thunk it.

I think I was a Sikh even before I was one.

Even when my father cut his hair, when I too had shorn locks.

When my parents didn't own a Guru Granth Sahib;

When someone mentioned Anand Sahib I had no thoughts.

Guru Amar has said it is written who meets the Eternal Bride.

And when I look at the past markings on the road behind me, it's not

mine but Guru's stride.

How quickly Sikhi came.

How quickly my daddy looked like daddy no more.

That my brother soon donned a crown.

My mother gave up all vanity.

And I could feel another father's arms around me..

Simply whispering…

Come.

I wasn't ready.

But no one ever is.

But I was in a love..barely 14 but in love.

With a man who could show me spirtual bliss.

And that sweet nectar and that bani of amrit

Was the most addictive kiss.

Some people feel Amrit is the end,

Let me tell you it's the beginning.

And after it, perhaps then I started my most sinning.

A wise disciple once told me,

Fiery wisdom on every strand of his locks,

That after the first year of Amrit, I would

Have

My

Biggest

Fall.

Silly I, I had simply scoffed.

I had entered the school.

Wasn't the Guru supposed to carry me now?

My kara, kangha, kachera, kes and kirpan shone,

I thought I had all the

tools.

But for my Guru Panth I still searched,

And for Amritsar I still longed.

And soon, through a progressive cycle

Every member of the Khalsa, every institution

Just seemed plain wrong.

For why do our people accept <admin-profanity filter activated> abuse from giannis?

From parents who make their sons keep their pughs, when the love is

not there?

It's against Saveiya, it's pure ritual.

For why do the supposed company of the holy saints

Stop children from doing shabads because they are too busy fightings.

For why do Uncles and Auntias tell girls who finally don their

crowns.

Beta, don't you know you broke your amrit?

It all comes crumbling down.

And the thieves slip into the night.

Kam, Krodh, Lob, Moh and Hunkar.

But how cleverly do they hide!

One can seem to be a suave lover,

Another a mere crush,

Another is the promise of career and the purpose of life,

Another is a mere gossip,

Another is first a mere cup of cha,

And togehter it is your blindness when you feel you have followed

your own convictions,

When Maya has blinded you through all this fall.

And I admit, how oblivious am I?

Thought it was everyone else but me,

And run away did I do, as fast as I could I took a spree.

But my friends followed.

I was disappointed at every turn.

And I felt my light's presence give me another tug.

But surprisingly, it was found in a non-Sikh's hug.

And slowly but surely,

I felt Guru's strides with me.

Yet fall I did, might after might.

But for once I fell with body and mind and soul

For my Guru's minds.

Because in the words I see my soul

I see other's pain.

And then my search for Anandpur Sahib

Once more began.

How silly was I!

I have finally found it.

I have seen my palace.

Now my true living can be begun.

Strange enough, it was a mere reflection.

A girl, strangely, and you see,

She had

a cloth with wraps, tilted like Cleopatra's on her throne,

Chubby cheecks

Twinkling eyes

And a most monstrous laugh for her petite size.

And how silly I felt when I realize that Anandpur Sahib had finally

been found.

I had finally touched the holy ground.

For Anandpur Sahib, don't you see?

From the beginning,

It was always

In

Me.

[simran_kaur]

WOW.........

[DhadiMania]