Mata Bhag Kaur Jee

[Azaad]

The mughal armies were marching about in search of Guru Gobind Singh Jee Maharaaj. The Emperor had issued an order that no-one should help or shelter the Guru. At the same time, daring devotees of the Guru received, entertained and helped Him. Such devotees were not only Sikhs, but Muslims as well.

Wazir Khan, Nawab of Sarhind, decided to march in pursuit of the Guru. Rumours of the Nawab’s decision reached Maharaaj. The Guru was prepared to face and fight the Nawab, but He thought “if the fighting takes place near this or any other village, the inhabitants will be put to unnecessary trouble.” Hence, He decided to go into the vastness of the jungle.

After passing into a number of villages, He reached Jaito There He learnt that Nawab Wazir Khan of Sarhind was coming with a force of five thousand! He was expected to reach in four or five days. The Guru decided to move to near Khidrana. His plan was to face the Mughal army near the lake.

A few hundred Sikhs had already deserted the Guru during the siege at Anandpur. Before leaving, they wrote a disclaimer, putting down on paper that He was not their Guru and they were not His sikhs. These deserters belonged to all parts of the country. Some of them were killed on the way, while others were able to reach their homes.

40 of the deserters who could reach their homes belonged to the Majha tract of the Panjab. When they reached their homes, they were shamed by their own women. The women did not let them enter their homes. They said “Go back to the Guru and make amends for your cowardly conduct. Otherwise, exchange your place with us, stay at home and act as housewives in our place. We will go and fight and die for the Guru. In that way, we will wash away with our blood the shame which your conduct has brought on the Sikhs of the Majha!”

The deserters from the Majha decided to go back. This band of 40 fully armed Saint Soldiers started towards the Guru. Mai Bhago of Jhabal and Bhai Mahan Singh of Sursingh were the leaders of this group. They had to move cautiously. If they had marched together as a jatha, they might have been captured. So, they travelled in small groups, mostly at night and by unfrequented routes. Along the way, quite a large number of Sikhs joined them.

The party reached near Khidrana. They learnt that shortly before, the Guru had gone over to the other side of the lake. They also learnt that Wazir Khan’s army was approaching. It was expected soon. On reaching Khidrana, they found it almost dry. Bhai Mahan Singh proposed to engage the enemy there. The Guru would thereby have time to reach some safe place.

His proposal was accepted. Wide white sheets of khaddar were spread on shrubs. They looked like so many tents that the sight of them was sure to make the enemy believe that the Sikhs were camping in large numbers.

The Muslim army arrived soon. Long and bloody was the battle which ensued. The Sikhs fought with their usual courage and power. Mai Bahgo was fighting in the foremost rank. The Guru had reached a sand-hill on the other side of Khidrana. From there, he directed a constant rain of arrows at the most prominent officers and soldiers of the Muslim army. A large number fell, pierced by arrows. The army made repeated attacks on the Sikhs but each time, it had to go back after suffering heavy losses.

At last the Sikhs stock of ammunition and arrows was exhausted. They were obliged to have recourse to their spears and swords. They advanced in smaller groups and engaged the enemy, killing several times their own number. They went on wielding their weapons most effectively until they were overpowered and cut down. They were not fighting for victory and had no thought to save their own lives. Their only thought was to win the Guru’s pardon and pleasure. Their only aim was to check as long as possible the enemy’s advance against the Guru. In time, all of them lay on the ground. About three thousand Turks lay with them on the same bloody field. The Mughal army then decided to go back.

After the Mughal army had gone, the Guru visited the scene of the battle. With fatherly affection, he lifted the heads of the martyrs into His lap, and one by one, He wiped their faces and blessed them. In due time, it was Bhai Mahan Singh’s turn to be blessed and caressed. The Guru found that there was still some life in him. After a time, he opened his eyes. He found himself in the Guru’s lap and arms. He was filled with immense joy. The Guru asked him if he had any wish to be fulfilled. “No Pitaa Jee” replied Bhai Mahan Singh. “I have seen You. I die for Your cause, in Your lap and with Your blessings. What else more could I desire? But Pitaa Jee, if You have taken compassion on us here, please tear up our disclaimer. Tear it up and let broken ties be united.”

The Guru was highly pleased to hear Bhai Mahan Singh’s last wish. He blessed him and said “you have done a great deed. You have saved the root of Sikhism in the Majha. You and the your companions, all forty of them are Muktas – the saved ones. You are delivered from the chain of birth and death for ever.” Saying this, the Guru took out the disclaimer from under His belt and tore it up into tiny pieces and threw them all away. Bhai Mahan Singh saw all this. He felt immensely relieved. He took a long, deep breath and closed his eyes for ever.

The Guru then went to the place where Mai Bhago was lying senseless. She had not been severely wounded. She had fallen down out of utter exhaustion. A little aid revived her. The Guru was greatly pleased with what she had done. He removed her from the battlefield and her wounds were treated and healed. When she recovered, she was blessed with Amrit and Guru Gobind Singh Jee Himself tied a dastaar on her head. She became Mai Bhag Kaur.

Mai Bhag Kaur served the Guru to the end. Along with 10 sikhs, she used to guard the Guru’s bed during His sleep. When the Guru became Joti-Jot, she went to Bidar. She lived their till the end of her earthly life.

“Plants leave scents, animals leave footprints, humans leave memories, but the Khalsa leaves LEGACIES!!!”

[Seeking_Sikhi]

Blessed are the Sikhs of Guru Gobind Singh Ji Maharaj!

Kudos to women power.

[Azaad]

Is it me or women nowadays a shame to Mata Bhag Kaur jee (plz dont kill me for saying this??)

[AvnitK]

i think some women are.. not all though....like the way women are now like so weak and stuff they cnt compare themselves to mata bhag kaur ji..

[Azaad]

well not only Mata Bhag kaur ji but Bibiya like Bibi Deep Kaur, Bibi Ravinder Kaur, Bibi Paramjeet Kaur, Bibi Ranjeet Kaur etc

My sisters of today are a fraction of what Bibiya were back in the day

[TejiKaur]

Gurufateh g

its so true

we have become weaklings

men too

i was blesssed with the chance to see Mata Jis Gun and Shastar at Hazur Sahib and even grown men cant lift her gun its so huge and heavy

and her taap astan too

women could be strong so could guys

we have the same food matlab same nitnem gurbani

we just dont take advantage of it

[Azaad]

As women, you have so much responsibility in the Panth. You are the bearers of kings,

“so kyon manda akheeyai jit jamai rajaan” (Assa di vaar)

And if you bear the children, its natural you must also look after them and bring them up as Gursikhs. Guru Sahib says:

“jin har hirudhai naam n basiou thin maath keejai har baajhaa”

Such responsibilty can be fulfilled only with immense strength which you do possess...its just using it now

[Seeking_Sikhi]

its just that women of today do not understand Sikhi.

Women have a lot of roles to play in a man's life,

Mother

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A Mother's love is something that no on can explain, It is made of deep devotion and of sacrifice and pain, It is endless and unselfish and enduring come what may For nothing can destroy it or take that love away . . .

Sister

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There is a lot of love in the world, But there’s nothing like a sister’s love.The love you and your sister share is so deep that nobody can take it away. A sister is a friend…Who listen to your deepest secrets. And understand what you went and going through now.A sister is there holding your hand…When life seems hopeless.A sister loves you for who you are…Not what you do.No matter where you are,You will always have your sister’s love.

Daughter

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A daughter's like a cool rain on a hot summer’s day.She makes a father laugh with the funny things she has to say.

She's the sun and the wind, and autumn’s golden leaves.She is homework and sports, and a busy social life.

She has this beautiful smile that could light the darkest night.

Wife

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A wife is the joy of a man's heart.

Now if a Women in her different roles does make an effort to understand Sikhi she can for sure make a long lasting impact on her children, siblings, husband and may even inspire her father .

Women Power .. lol

[TejiKaur]

gurufateh g

one more BIBI NIRBHAI KAUR

u should read this book a Chardi Kala Granthi gave me it its called Punjab De Veer Nareean

[Azaad]

Waheguru