'Those who torment the poor, are in turn tormented by the Lord.'
(Guru V, Gauri Raag : Guru Granth Sahib Jee)


Forever Fateh! Always Victory!

The Guru's Grace

Master of Creation

A Wonderful Thing

My Love, My Life, My Everything

Come and Meet Me

Sunny Skies

Wonderful Guru

[Previous] [Index] [Next]


'All my wishes have been fulfilled, I lack nothing.
God's victory resounds through the world and all my woes have passed.'
(Suhi, M. 5 : Guru Granth Sahib jee)

Imagine how depressed you'd feel if you'd lost everything you loved:

if your father had been martyred while you were still a 9 year old child,

if your four beautiful sons all under the age of 20 had been sacrificed,

if your precious mother had left this world soon afterwards,

if your loyal devotees deserted you when you needed them most,

if you had no permanent home but were forced to live on the run from a fanatical enemy?

This was the nightmarish situation Guru Gobind Singh jee was in... but did he weep? Did he give up the fight? Did he give up his beliefs and convert to the enemy's way of life? Was he driven to drink, did he put down his sword and cut his hair so that he could have an easy life?

No, this was Guru Gobind Singh jee - the King of this world and the next. This was the master poet with the pen who wrote verses to inspire coming generations of Sikhs. This was the most powerful, muscular warrior, the master of all weapons. This was the beloved saint of Waheguru, sent into the world to protect the saints and the innocent, and to uproot the false holy men. No matter what the situation, His inner state could be described in the words of Guru Granth Sahib jee:

'All my wishes have been fulfilled, I lack nothing. God's victory resounds through the world and all my woes have passed.' (Suhi, M. 5 : Guru Granth Sahib jee)

So what did the King of Kings do when faced with such a crisis? He wrote ZafarNama - the letter of VICTORY! Guru jee seemed to have lost everything, yet wrote a letter of VICTORY! He sent it to the Moghul Emperor Aurangzeb and told the Emperor of half the globe that although he was handsome, and a great soldier - he definitely wasn't a man of God as he liked to claim. He was a tyrant who murdered innocent children (refering to the cold-blooded martyrdom of the Master's younger sons).

When we went to Agra we visted the red fort - Aurangzeb's headquarters. It was amazing to see the luxury that he lived in. However, the best bit was when we saw his throne. It was in an open outdoor court overlooking the Taj Mahal in the distance. His throne would have sat upon a 15 foot square black stone slab slightly raised from the ground. I could imagine him sitting there cross-legged looking down at his people. However, there was a giant crack all the way through the great stone and I couldn't help thinking that it was Guru Gobind Singh's mighty golden arrow that had caused it!

For it was Guru Gobind Singh jee who when told of the murder of his younger sons, dug up a weed from the ground with his gold-tipped arrow and said the Moghul Empire has been uprooted!

Guru Gobind Singh jee always had an attitude of victory. Not his own victory so he could show off how great he was but Waheguru jee's victory. Guru Gobind Singh jee said 'all battles have been won by the Grace of Waheguru'.

The Hindu's say 'Jai Mata Dee' (victory of the Mata (Mother) - Mata is a supreme goddess who manifests herself as many other goddesses). Guru Gobind Singh jee doesn't salute Mata - Guru Gobind Singh jee salutes the One Supreme Waheguru who created Mata and everything else by saying:


We always say Raj Karega Khalsa - The Khalsa will rule. One meaning of this is when you become Khalsa then by doing simran you will conquer your mind and body: This is the true victory! So do simran, claim victory for Waheguru jee in the kingdom of your mind and body. When there are millions of individuals like this then the Khalsa will truly have ruled worldwide.

Forever Fateh! Always Victory!



Ek Oankar Sat Gur Prasad -
Waheguru jee is obtained by the True Guru's blessing.

If you want to love Waheguru jee then you have to love Guru Gobind Singh jee. If you want to love Guru Gobind Singh jee then you love to obey Guru jee's instructions, you love Guru jee's Holy word, you love Guru jee's sacred places, you love the Khalsa because they love Guru jee, you love serving the Sangat. And you love these things more than anything else. You love Gurmat (Guru jee's wisdom) more than manmat(your mind's wisdom) - you base you life on Gurmat and not manmat. The first Gurmat Guru Gobind Singh jee tells us is to take Amrit - the same thing that was taught by Guru Nanak Dev jee 200 years earlier : 'If you want to play the game of love, then place your head on your palm and bring it to me on my path'.

When you get to the stage where you have passed all Guru jee's tests and proved yourself cent for cent, then there are no more rules - you don't see your life as rules imposed on you - you are a lover (Bhagat) of Waheguru jee. Waheguru jee gives you free access to everything, the Bhagat is very precious to Waheguru jee, the world lives to Waheguru jee's rules(Hukam) but the Bhagat is given full acccess to Waheguru jee's storehouse. However, the Bhagat loves Waheguru jee so much that the only thing asked for is the greatest gift of doing Nam simran day and night.

'Visar nahee datar apna nam de-o, Gun gava din rat Nanak Chao eho'

'Forget me not O great Giver, and give me Nam,

to sing Your praises is Guru Nanak's desire'



I bow to You Master of Creation,

I bow to You my One Inspiration,

I bow to You my Soul's Salvation,

I bow to You with Jubilation.

I bow to You Colour of Colours,

I bow to You Wonder of Wonders,

I bow to You King of Kings,

I bow to You Protector of Singhs.

I bow to You Source of Pleasure

I bow to You Fountain of Treasure

I bow to You Light of Lights,

I bow to You with Pure delight.

I bow to You Braver than Brave,

Make me the slave of your slave.

I bow to You Guru Gobind Singh Jee,

Make a fool like me excel in bravery.



Guru Gobind Singh Guru Gobind Singh

When I'm with you it's a wonderful thing,

Guru Gobind Singh Guru Gobind Singh

When I'm with you I can do anything.



'In a dewy night the stars glitter. The saints, who are dear to God, awake.'

(GURU V, ASA RAAG : Guru Granth Sahib Jee)

'In the early hours of the morning, meditate upon the True Nam and God's greatness.'

(GURU I, JAP : Guru Granth Sahib Jee)

Lion King Mister Singh,

You don't seem to do anything,

You don't get seedy and you don't get sad

You don't get greedy and you don't get mad

You don't touch drink and you don't smoke dope

You never sink low and you never lose hope

Lion King Mister Singh, do you do anything?

Yes I do, I do one thing

In the early morning I sing and I sing:

Guru Gobind Singh, Guru Gobind Singh

My love, my life, my everything

I think of you and I sing and I sing:

Guru! Guru! Waheguru!

You love me and I love You

Guru! Guru! Waheguru!

To be with You, To be with You

Guru! Guru! Waheguru!

I'm going home to be with You!

Guru Gobind Singh, Guru Gobind Singh

My love, my life, my everything

I think of you and I sing and I sing:

Now I know why the birds are singing

Now I know why the Earth is spinning

Up and over, down and around

Singing and spinning to the sound

of Guru! Guru! Waheguru!

You love me and I love You

of Guru! Guru! Waheguru!

To be with You, To be with You.

To be with You my dearest friend

Singing and spinning home again.

To be with You, to be with You

To be with You : ONE again!



'I sell myself to the one who leads me to my Love. I crave to see His Vision, O God, if You blessed me with pleasure I'd still call on You. I'd meditate upon You even in pain. If You blessed me with hunger, with that too I am content and take sorrow for joy. I make an offering of my body and mind, limb by limb, to Your Fire, O God. Even in Your service, I eat whatever You bless me with. If You keep me close to You, if the people praise me, it is Your Glory, but even if they slander me, I leave You not. If You are on my side, let any one say what he want, but if You abandon me, I die, for Nanak has become mad for Your Vision, O God !'

(Suhi, M. 4, Ashtapadis : Guru Granth Sahib Jee)

Come and meet me Waheguru jee,

Come and see me Beloved Guru jee.

And bring Your beautiful Sikhs

In a procession of Love,

Intoxicated by your praises

Playing drums and chiming bells.

Come and meet me my Beloved Friend,

I am the red carpet laid at your feet,

Ride your blue horse

In Your Procession of Love

Come and meet me

Sweet Father, Beloved Master

Guru Gobind Singh jee.

To the land of Your Sikh,

bring the dust of Your feet

and Your Procession of Love,

Come and make me complete.

To the land of Your Sikh

bring Your Amrit rain

And sow the dry soil

with Your Wonderful Name.

Sweet Master, Beloved Guru jee

Come and see me

And this time stay forever

This time let me clasp Your Lotus feet

again and again, forever and ever

and accept me in Your

Procession of love

Let me serve your brides

as they sing Your praises

With happy red faces

and blue turbans and blue gowns

Your purest pure Khalsa.

My friend and Guru jee

I lay at Your feet

My friend and Guru jee

Please make me complete



'You are our only Father. We are Your children. You are our only Teacher. Listen, O my Friend, my Guru, my life would be a Sacrifice to You if You make me see the Vision of my Master.'

(Sorath, M. 5 : Guru Granth Sahib Jee)

Doing simran by Guru jee's grace it feels like I'm walking in a procession of festivity behind Guru Gobind Singh jee riding his horse, the colourful Hindu gods and goddesses are showering petals all around and the Khalsa is raising their flashing Khanda (mighty swords) into the sunny skies. Everyone has red shining faces, love is flowing all around, Waheguru Waheguru is beating in everyone's heart - going up and up to the sky. Everyone is intoxicated on Nam. We can walk with our heads held high and our chests out, cause Guru Gobind Singh jee has called us to walk behind him and his hand is above our head.



'My Guru is all-powerful, the Creator and the Cause, my vital-energy, my life-breath, the bliss-giving God, the Presence, the King, the Destroyer of all fears, seeing whose Vision one is rid of all one's sorrows.'
(Bilawal, M. 5 : Guru Granth Sahib Jee)

Today I'm a brand new person. I can feel Guru Gobind Singh jee riding infront of the procession again with the Nam intoxicated Khalsa. And all this happened by Guru jees grace. I've told my mind to do simran and to say what I mean. i.e if I say Waheguru then I should mean Wahe-Guru WONDERFUL-GURU and the most Wonderful Guru I can think of is God and then Guru Gobind Singh jee riding majestically, royally, beautifully on his mighty steed while the fanfare and kirtan plays like a nagar- Kirtan. Then the next wonderful thing is when I see the blue sky it's Guru jee's blue beautiful turban, the bright flashing sun is the glint of light flashing off Guru jee's Chakr around the turban. The breeze in my face is Guru jee blowing out the fire of desire inside the world. The blue seas are wide and vast battle-dress of Guru jee. All the flowers and creatures sing His praises, if all the trees turn to pens, the oceans into ink and the continents into paper and they wrote praises as fast as the wind blew age after age, even then the oceans would run dry the trees would become blunt the creatures would become tired, but Guru jee's praises are countless, infinite, never ending - the wonder carries on and on and on Wonderful Guru Waheguru, Guru Guru Gobind Singh jee!


Previous index Next