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Gurupurab
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GURSIKH
chardi kla
Allama Iqbal in his poem with title " NANAK " says
NANAK
The nation did not consider the message of Gautam(Buddha) in the slightest.
It did not value one trace of his essence. (1)
Alas! It remains ill-fated, ignorant of the sound of Truth.
The tree is ignorant of the sweetness of its fruit. (2)
He made evident what was the secret of life.
But Hind was proud of its speculative philosophy. (3)
This was not a gathering illuminated by the candle of Truth.
A rain of mercy fell, but the earth was not worthy of it. (4)
Alas! For the Shudra, Hindustan is a house of sorrows.
That settlements heart is a stranger to the pain of humanity. (5)
The Brahmin is drunk even now from the wine of pride.
The candle of Gautam is aflame in the gathering of others. (6)
But the house of the idol was illuminated again after a period of time.
The house of Aazar was illuminated by the light of Abraham. (7)
Then finally, the voice of Oneness arose from Punjab.
A Perfect Man awoke Hind from its dream. (8)
NANAK
The nation did not consider the message of Gautam(Buddha) in the slightest.
It did not value one trace of his essence. (1)
Alas! It remains ill-fated, ignorant of the sound of Truth.
The tree is ignorant of the sweetness of its fruit. (2)
He made evident what was the secret of life.
But Hind was proud of its speculative philosophy. (3)
This was not a gathering illuminated by the candle of Truth.
A rain of mercy fell, but the earth was not worthy of it. (4)
Alas! For the Shudra, Hindustan is a house of sorrows.
That settlements heart is a stranger to the pain of humanity. (5)
The Brahmin is drunk even now from the wine of pride.
The candle of Gautam is aflame in the gathering of others. (6)
But the house of the idol was illuminated again after a period of time.
The house of Aazar was illuminated by the light of Abraham. (7)
Then finally, the voice of Oneness arose from Punjab.
A Perfect Man awoke Hind from its dream. (8)