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A Powerful Speech with a Ground Shaking Message

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Angad Singh Padda’s Graduation Speech on May 15th,2017 gave a message, a vision and a roadmap to UC Berkeley Haas Class of 2017.

In his graduation speech, he encouraged the class to solve problems and be remembered as the class which not only did good business but also the class that engaged in the business of doing good.

You can watch the speech below:

We need more people like Angad in this world !

Great Show Angad.

Meri Patia Likh Deho Siri Gopal – Bhai Jaskaran Singh Ji

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Meri Patia Likh Deho Siri Gopal || by Bhai Jaskaran Singh Ji Patiala Wale. Live Recording.

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ਪ੍ਰਹਲਾਦ ਪਠਾਏ ਪੜਨ ਸਾਲ ॥
प्रहलाद पठाए पड़न साल ॥
Parahlāḏ paṯẖā▫e paṛan sāl.
Prahlaad was sent to school.

ਸੰਗਿ ਸਖਾ ਬਹੁ ਲੀਏ ਬਾਲ ॥
संगि सखा बहु लीए बाल ॥
Sang sakẖā baho lī▫e bāl.
He took many of his friends along with him.

ਮੋ ਕਉ ਕਹਾ ਪੜ੍ਹ੍ਹਾਵਸਿ ਆਲ ਜਾਲ ॥
मो कउ कहा पड़्हावसि आल जाल ॥
Mo ka▫o kahā paṛĥāvas āl jāl.
He asked his teacher, “Why do you teach me about worldly affairs?

ਮੇਰੀ ਪਟੀਆ ਲਿਖਿ ਦੇਹੁ ਸ੍ਰੀ ਗੋੁਪਾਲ ॥੧॥
मेरी पटीआ लिखि देहु स्री गोपाल ॥१॥
Merī patī▫ā likẖ ḏeh sarī gopāl. ||1||
Write the Name of the Dear Lord on my tablet.”||1||

ਨਹੀ ਛੋਡਉ ਰੇ ਬਾਬਾ ਰਾਮ ਨਾਮ ॥
नही छोडउ रे बाबा राम नाम ॥
Nahī cẖẖoda▫o re bābā rām nām.
O Baba, I will not forsake the Name of the Lord.

ਮੇਰੋ ਅਉਰ ਪੜ੍ਹ੍ਹਨ ਸਿਉ ਨਹੀ ਕਾਮੁ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
मेरो अउर पड़्हन सिउ नही कामु ॥१॥ रहाउ ॥
Mero a▫or paṛĥan si▫o nahī kām. ||1|| rahā▫o.
I will not bother with any other lessons. ||1||Pause||

ਸੰਡੈ ਮਰਕੈ ਕਹਿਓ ਜਾਇ ॥
संडै मरकै कहिओ जाइ ॥
Sandai markai kahi▫o jā▫e.
Sanda and Marka went to the king to complain.

ਪ੍ਰਹਲਾਦ ਬੁਲਾਏ ਬੇਗਿ ਧਾਇ ॥
प्रहलाद बुलाए बेगि धाइ ॥
Parahlāḏ bulā▫e beg ḏẖā▫e.
He sent for Prahlaad to come at once.

ਤੂ ਰਾਮ ਕਹਨ ਕੀ ਛੋਡੁ ਬਾਨਿ ॥
तू राम कहन की छोडु बानि ॥
Ŧū rām kahan kī cẖẖod bān.
He said to him, “Stop uttering the Lord’s Name.

ਤੁਝੁ ਤੁਰਤੁ ਛਡਾਊ ਮੇਰੋ ਕਹਿਓ ਮਾਨਿ ॥੨॥
तुझु तुरतु छडाऊ मेरो कहिओ मानि ॥२॥
Ŧujẖ ṯuraṯ cẖẖadā▫ū mero kahi▫o mān. ||2||
I shall release you at once, if you obey my words.”||2||

ਮੋ ਕਉ ਕਹਾ ਸਤਾਵਹੁ ਬਾਰ ਬਾਰ ॥
मो कउ कहा सतावहु बार बार ॥
Mo ka▫o kahā saṯāvahu bār bār.
Prahlaad answered, “Why do you annoy me, over and over again?

ਪ੍ਰਭਿ ਜਲ ਥਲ ਗਿਰਿ ਕੀਏ ਪਹਾਰ ॥
प्रभि जल थल गिरि कीए पहार ॥
Parabẖ jal thal gir kī▫e pahār.
God created the water, land, hills and mountains.

ਇਕੁ ਰਾਮੁ ਨ ਛੋਡਉ ਗੁਰਹਿ ਗਾਰਿ ॥
इकु रामु न छोडउ गुरहि गारि ॥
Ik rām na cẖẖoda▫o gurėh gār.
I shall not forsake the One Lord; if I did, I would be going against my Guru.

ਮੋ ਕਉ ਘਾਲਿ ਜਾਰਿ ਭਾਵੈ ਮਾਰਿ ਡਾਰਿ ॥੩॥
मो कउ घालि जारि भावै मारि डारि ॥३॥
Mo ka▫o gẖāl jār bẖāvai mār dār. ||3||
You might as well throw me into the fire and kill me.”||3||

ਕਾਢਿ ਖੜਗੁ ਕੋਪਿਓ ਰਿਸਾਇ ॥
काढि खड़गु कोपिओ रिसाइ ॥
Kādẖ kẖaṛag kopi▫o risā▫e.
The king became angry and drew his sword.

ਤੁਝ ਰਾਖਨਹਾਰੋ ਮੋਹਿ ਬਤਾਇ ॥
तुझ राखनहारो मोहि बताइ ॥
Ŧujẖ rākẖanhāro mohi baṯā▫e.
Show me your protector now!

ਪ੍ਰਭ ਥੰਭ ਤੇ ਨਿਕਸੇ ਕੈ ਬਿਸਥਾਰ ॥
प्रभ थ्मभ ते निकसे कै बिसथार ॥
Parabẖ thambẖ ṯe nikse kai bisthār.
So God emerged out of the pillar, and assumed a mighty form.

 

ਹਰਨਾਖਸੁ ਛੇਦਿਓ ਨਖ ਬਿਦਾਰ ॥੪॥
हरनाखसु छेदिओ नख बिदार ॥४॥
Harnākẖas cẖẖeḏi▫o nakẖ biḏār. ||4||
He killed Harnaakhash, tearing him apart with his nails. ||4||

ਓਇ ਪਰਮ ਪੁਰਖ ਦੇਵਾਧਿ ਦੇਵ ॥
ओइ परम पुरख देवाधि देव ॥
O▫e param purakẖ ḏevāḏẖ ḏev.
The Supreme Lord God, the Divinity of the divine,

ਭਗਤਿ ਹੇਤਿ ਨਰਸਿੰਘ ਭੇਵ ॥
भगति हेति नरसिंघ भेव ॥
Bẖagaṯ heṯ narsingẖ bẖev.
for the sake of His devotee, assumed the form of the man-lion.

ਕਹਿ ਕਬੀਰ ਕੋ ਲਖੈ ਨ ਪਾਰ ॥
कहि कबीर को लखै न पार ॥
Kahi Kabīr ko lakẖai na pār.
Says Kabeer, no one can know the Lord’s limits.

ਪ੍ਰਹਲਾਦ ਉਧਾਰੇ ਅਨਿਕ ਬਾਰ ॥੫॥੪॥
प्रहलाद उधारे अनिक बार ॥५॥४॥
Parahlāḏ uḏẖāre anik bār. ||5||4||
He saves His devotees like Prahlaad over and over again. ||5||4||

Kirpa Karo Hare – Bhai Davinder Singh Hazuri Ragi Sri Harmandir Sahib – Live Recording

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Nanak Mange Daras Daan Kirpaa Karo Hare by Bhai Davinder Singh Hazuri Ragi Sri Harmandir Sahib. Live Recording.

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ਜਿਨਿ ਜਿਨਿ ਨਾਮੁ ਧਿਆਇਆ ਤਿਨ ਕੇ ਕਾਜ ਸਰੇ ॥
जिनि जिनि नामु धिआइआ तिन के काज सरे ॥
Jin jin nām ḏẖi▫ā▫i▫ā ṯin ke kāj sare.
Those who meditate on the Naam, the Name of the Lord-their affairs are all resolved.

ਹਰਿ ਗੁਰੁ ਪੂਰਾ ਆਰਾਧਿਆ ਦਰਗਹ ਸਚਿ ਖਰੇ ॥
हरि गुरु पूरा आराधिआ दरगह सचि खरे ॥
Har gur pūrā ārāḏẖi▫ā ḏargėh sacẖ kẖare.
Those who meditate on the Perfect Guru, the Lord-Incarnate-they are judged true in the Court of the Lord.

ਸਰਬ ਸੁਖਾ ਨਿਧਿ ਚਰਣ ਹਰਿ ਭਉਜਲੁ ਬਿਖਮੁ ਤਰੇ ॥
सरब सुखा निधि चरण हरि भउजलु बिखमु तरे ॥
Sarab sukẖā niḏẖ cẖaraṇ har bẖa▫ojal bikẖam ṯare.
The Lord's Feet are the Treasure of all peace and comfort for them; they cross over the terrifying and treacherous world-ocean.

ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਭਗਤਿ ਤਿਨ ਪਾਈਆ ਬਿਖਿਆ ਨਾਹਿ ਜਰੇ ॥
प्रेम भगति तिन पाईआ बिखिआ नाहि जरे ॥
Parem bẖagaṯ ṯin pā▫ī▫ā bikẖi▫ā nāhi jare.
They obtain love and devotion, and they do not burn in corruption.

ਕੂੜ ਗਏ ਦੁਬਿਧਾ ਨਸੀ ਪੂਰਨ ਸਚਿ ਭਰੇ ॥
कूड़ गए दुबिधा नसी पूरन सचि भरे ॥
Kūṛ ga▫e ḏubiḏẖā nasī pūran sacẖ bẖare.
Falsehood has vanished, duality has been erased, and they are totally overflowing with Truth.

ਪਾਰਬ੍ਰਹਮੁ ਪ੍ਰਭੁ ਸੇਵਦੇ ਮਨ ਅੰਦਰਿ ਏਕੁ ਧਰੇ ॥
पारब्रहमु प्रभु सेवदे मन अंदरि एकु धरे ॥
Pārbarahm parabẖ sevḏe man anḏar ek ḏẖare.
They serve the Supreme Lord God, and enshrine the One Lord within their minds.

ਮਾਹ ਦਿਵਸ ਮੂਰਤ ਭਲੇ ਜਿਸ ਕਉ ਨਦਰਿ ਕਰੇ ॥
माह दिवस मूरत भले जिस कउ नदरि करे ॥
Māh ḏivas mūraṯ bẖale jis ka▫o naḏar kare.
The months, the days, and the moments are auspicious, for those upon whom the Lord casts His Glance of Grace.

ਨਾਨਕੁ ਮੰਗੈ ਦਰਸ ਦਾਨੁ ਕਿਰਪਾ ਕਰਹੁ ਹਰੇ ॥੧੪॥੧॥
नानकु मंगै दरस दानु किरपा करहु हरे ॥१४॥१॥
Nānak mangai ḏaras ḏān kirpā karahu hare. ||14||1||
Nanak begs for the blessing of Your Vision, O Lord. Please, shower Your Mercy upon me! ||14||1||


My Sikh Story – Harpreet Singh

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Harpreet Singh

Harpreet Singh – Before and After

Background

My story begins with my parents, both from different parts of the World. My Mother’s side of the family consists of mostly Hindus or Radhaa Swamis, who all have a lot of respect for Sikhi. My Grandmother gave birth to seven daughters, of which the first five were married in India. The remaining two, the youngest being my mother, were married abroad to English born husbands.

My Father’s side of the family were Sikh. His parents were Amritdhari (baptised) and I’ve been told that my Grandmother was an incredible woman who inspired many around her, but I never got to meet her as she passed away before I was born. My Grandfather then remarried and from two wives he had six sons and three daughters, none of whom are religious now.

It wouldn’t be an understatement to say my Father is a terrible human being. He was very aggressive and short tempered, and would pursue women of the night (even after marriage). If he wasn’t drunk on the streets, he was sober in jail. He would beat my Mother on many occasions and in those days domestic violence was always kept secret. My Mother was forced to endure this, she was virtually alone with nowhere to run. She tells me today that her Faith in God was what kept her going, and by reading Gurbani or doing seva at the Gurdwara she kept her spirits high. She had the opportunity to take Amrit when she came to England, but the issue with my Father prevented her from doing so. His constant affairs forced us to move town, from Derby to Wolverhampton, but he still didn’t stop. It was only when my Mother found out he got another woman pregnant, that she decided to divorce him. By this time she had given birth to four children, three girls and a boy… Me!

My Mother worked hard to raise four children and keep the home, often working 15hours a day. Poverty, as you can imagine, was very much in our lives at the time. During the hardest times of the divorce my sisters decided to rebel. The oldest two left the house to live with my Father, thinking it would give them more freedom. They were incredibly naive to think a man like that could take care of them, and Mother never let them back in the house as her heart was broken. I never saw them again until my eldest sister got Cancer; her funeral, 1st November 1998, brought the family together for at least one day. Even after this, my mother kept the Faith.

Later my mother remarried a guy from India, as she was harassed by many for being a single Asian mother. He wears a turban but isn’t a baptised Sikh, and struggled to play the “father role” if I’m honest. It was just me and my sister left in the house, and instead of understanding my Mother’s struggles she did exactly the same as my older two sisters and left the house in 2008. It was just me, my Mother and my Stepdad left.

I felt the need to mention all this, because it’s becoming increasingly common story for many children of my generation.

My Story

My story really begins when I became a teenager. Many would say I was a rather weird child, who loved to laugh and joke a lot, never taking anything too serious. All my cousins kept their hair as kids, but cut it when they were older. As a result, my hair was cut from birth. I was a bright kid who spoke a lot in class, never violent but always disruptive. Mother forced me to go to Punjabi school as a child but I never really felt anything when I went to the Gurdwara. Looking back at it you could say that I lost faith at a young age, and at my school hardly anyone was Religious.

I was carefree and there wasn’t really any depth to my personality. Sometimes my comments would be offensive, but if they made me laugh I would keep on saying them.  When I turned sixteen years old I was about six feet tall, which in my family meant I was the age to start drinking. I never smoked, but the moment I had my first taste of alcohol I knew this was a feeling I’d like to experience again. It was at my Nephew’s first birthday party where my Mother found out I was drinking, where I simply drank until I lost consciousness (lousy open bar). Even now my cousins make fun of me, but at that moment in time I was “enjoying life” even with vomit all over me. Mother was disappointed and told me I should stop now, but what sixteen year old listens to their Mother?

I would continue to drink at family functions and when I became of the legal age, I would drink with my friends at the local park. I would drink a lot of Whiskey, not because of the taste, only because my body could take a lot of it – and apparently the more you drank the more of a “man” you were. I would also drink a lot of Strongbow Super because it got me drunk faster. When I got a part-time job catering at Asian weddings, free alcohol became incredibly easy to get. The more I drank, the more I just wanted to get drunk and forget the World.

As time went on I found myself falling into a deep hole and kept on using alcohol to escape, sometimes even drinking alone, but as you can imagine this only made things worse. I would put on a face at school but my relations with people weren’t always the best. At home, I would argue with my Mother a lot and at one point I felt so low that I reached for some pills and just decided to call it quits. I’m still here, so it was a failed attempt, but I was still slipping. I had a girlfriend at the time who I forced to suffer with me, I was pretty hard to tolerate and our rocky relationship made me want to drink more. My sister who hadn’t moved out yet was a nightmare to live with and was confrontational almost every day, which made me bottle up a lot of my emotion. At school my grades would suffer because I just lacked the will to go on, life at this point seemed rather pointless.

But then, as if out of nowhere, I bumped into some Sikhs! My neighbour and his family were practising Sikhs and had good relations with my Mother. I started to play football with one of their sons who treated me like a little brother. Due to my social habits I wasn’t very good (mostly fitness reasons) but I got introduced to a lot of other Sikhs in the community as well. I became good friends with a few who, through general conversation, got me to go to the Gurdwara again. I noticed something in their lives that I didn’t have, and felt the need to explore.

When I turned nineteen in 2007 I finished Highschool and got into University of Wolverhampton to study Mathematics. Staying in my hometown meant I didn’t go clubbing because my Mother hated me staying out late at night, so instead I would attend local Sikh events such as “Saint Souldier Youth Forums”, which in hindsight came at the perfect time. At University my mentality changed and I started to use my brain a lot more, viewing life and my actions in a more logical manner. At the Forums I met many inspirational people who asked questions that I had no response to. For example; “What is your life purpose?”. The more I explored, the happier I felt, and as time went on I started questioning my own actions such as drinking alcohol, eating meat, and the lack of respect I had for my own Mother. It was like I woke up from a bad dream and felt like a brand new person. With God’s grace I left my catering job and gave up alcohol for good. My friends were surprised and kept asking whether I was tempted to drink again, I could honestly say I had no more desire to get drunk! I wanted to keep my hair, but that took more time due to vanity issues (my beard only grew on one side of my face).

As time went on I felt guilty and upset when I shaved, so around April 2008 I stopped cutting my hair. I’m one of those people that find it difficult to do things I know I shouldn’t be doing, which helped in this transition. Sometimes the mind can be our greatest enemy. I use to have terrible nightmares that I shaved my beard off, but then when I woke up I would grab it and thank God for such a beautiful blessing. Finally, on 16th November 2008 (which was Guru Nanak’s Gurpurab) I decided to give my head to my Guru and take Amrit. It’s important to understand that this is the first real step a Sikh can take in their Spiritual journey, and for me the timing couldn’t be more perfect.

Just before I took Amrit I faced a huge test in my life where my lung collapsed. I had just started growing my hair (but hadn’t taken Amrit) and was hospitalised for about a month. The pain I went through was unreal but, it was Gurbani that kept me going. My neighbours came to visit me and one of the conversations we had were about suffering. I was curious to know, why now? Why, when I’ve decided to walk a more righteous path must I suffer? To which the response I got was; “Just think of what you could be going through had you not changed paths.” And so be it, the glass in my life became half full and has been ever since.

As my journey continued I got the opportunity to help run the Forums that inspired me for a short while, and then the Sikh Society at my old University. I also made a very good Christian friend who would take me to his Church where I made some very blessed Christians friends that showed me God’s grace has no limitations. I enjoy Religion a lot more and explore other faiths, just to see life through the eyes of other people is what interests most. Sikhi really is the embodiment of Inter-Faith and its foundations allow for tolerance and peace towards others.

Final Remarks

It has now been seven years since I took Amrit and I’ve learnt a lot on this journey. If I could share anything it would be to respect your parents and understand the sacrifices they have made to bring you into this World. For me, it took nearly twenty years to finally treat my Mother with a bit of respect but now she can honestly say she is proud of me (her words, not mine). I am a tribute to my Mother’s love for me, and we are both a tribute to Guru Nanak’s love for his Sikhs.

I do regret my actions like most people would, but I understand they hold their own purpose and that part of my life was a learning curve that has given me strong foundations for the rest of my life. Sometimes we all feel low, but it’s important not to cover up the issue like I did, and truly understand your own worth. I’m happy now, and have been for many years. Having good people around you is important, having faith in yourself is essential. We are blessed beyond measure.

gur kaa sabadh rakhavaarae ||
The Word of the Guru’s Shabad is my Saving Grace.

choukee chougiradh hamaarae ||
It is a guardian posted on all four sides around me.

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa, Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh!

My Turban Has A Meaning

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“Don’t you feel hot under your turban?” asked a colleague. I smiled, and replied to his curious question “No king has ever felt hot under his crown. And for Sikhs the turban is their crown”.

I am sure many of my Sikh brothers and sisters would have been asked this question and would have given a similar reply.

In over the years I have found a deeper answer to this question. What is the importance of a turban? A Sikh turban symbolizes the virtues and values that our Gurus have taught us. Everyday a Sikh ties his/her turban (yes. A kaur too ties a turban), he/she promises to abide by the values.

So what are these values and how is it connected to the turban?

A Sikh turban has folds or laads as we call it in Punjabi. Each laad signifies a value — Truth, Honest Hard Work & Satisfaction, Fearless Seva (help), faith and Equality.

Truth— The first laad is a promise to the almighty that as a Sikh I shall always stand and support the truth. No situation will shake my belief in truth and I am ready to face any consequence to support it.

Faith— The second laad is a promise to have faith in the almighty and to surrender yourself by chanting his name (naam japna).

Honest Hard Work & Satisfaction— The third laad is a promise to work honestly and be satisfied with what one has, and to thank the almighty for this. This is one of the reasons why you may not find a Sikh begging but working hard to earn his/her living.

Fearless Seva— The fourth laad is a promise to serve humanity without any fear. If you see someone in need of help, don’t think twice and offer your help.

Remember Harman Singh who removed his turban to save a young boy’s life?http://mashable.com/2015/05/26/sikh-man-turban-young-buy/#nSfl5aNIQmqR

Or how two Singhs (Inderpal Singh and Kamalpreet Singh) saved four people from drowning? http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/india/Sikh-youth-removes-turban-saves-4-from-drowning/articleshow/49157079.cms

Or do we remember the 12’clock joke that has always been cracked, which is actually a true Sikh history of bravery where Sardar Jassa Singh (commander of the Sikh Army) and his army saved the lives of women and children from the oppression of the Mugals (Nadir Shah)? 12 o’clock (midnight) is the time when a small army of Singhs led by Sardar Jassa Singh attacked the sleeping Mugal army using guerrilla warfare.http://realsikhism.com/index.php?subaction=showfull&id=1248986373&ucat=5

Equality — The fifth laad is a promise to never discriminate anyone based on his or her cast, creed, gender, race, colour, wealth, etc. Every human, plant and animal has been created by the almighty and his birth has a certain duty to be performed. So a true Gursikh will always respect others by welcoming them by saying Sat Shri Aakal.

One of the best examples of equality is the Langar Seva. People of all faith and religion are welcomed to have guru ka langar. Whatever may be your status quo, you will be made to sit down on the ground along with the sangat to have the meal.

The other example of equality comes from Guru Nanak Dev ji’s verse (Raag Aasaa Mehal 1, Page 473) where he values the importance of women.

From woman, man is born;

within woman, man is conceived;

to woman he is engaged and married.

Woman becomes his friend;

through woman, the future generations come.

When his woman dies, he seeks another woman;

to woman he is bound.

So why call her bad?

From her, kings are born.

From woman, woman is born; without woman, there would be no one at all.

That is the true value of the turban. It is not a piece of cloth tied to one’s head. It is a promise to serve humanity and share goodwill.

So the next time you see a Sikh welcome them by saying Sat Shri Aakal. By doing so you are honoring the values the person stands for. And in return you will get a smile and a friend for life.

And that is my answer to how hot I feel under my turban. Hope you all agree.

About the Author

The article is written by Charanjeev Singh – Founder “SinghStyled” – The Dresser For The Singhs.

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Baba Deep Singh Ji

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Anoke Amar Shaheed Baba Deep Singh Ji

Baba Deep Singh Ji

Shaheed Baba Deep Singh ji is one of most honoured martyrs in Sikh history and the founder of the Shahid misl (group) and Damdami Taksal (Damdama school of learning). He was a great Scholar and fearless saint Soldier always ready to give his life for sake of humanity.

He was known as Deepaa in his childhood Born at Paahuwind, Amritsar and the only son of bhai bhagtu ji and Maataa Jeeodee ji born after 15yrs of their marriage .

Guru Gobind Singh gave a new shape to the Khalsa Panth . That year many people went to Annadpur Sahib to take amrit. Deepaa, along with his parents too joined them. There, he also with his parents took Amrit at the age of eighteen from the Panj Pyare at Anandpur Sahib in the presence of Guru Gobind Singh Ji and became(Baba) Deep Singh Ji . He was very impressed with guruji’s amry. When his parents were ready to return to their village, Guru Gobind Singh Ji asked Baba Deep Singh Ji to stay with him. He humbly accepted Guru Ji’s command and began serving him.Thereafter he spent his years for his training of horse riding, archery as well as other arms training including gurmukhi from Bhai Mani singh jee .He was very interested and expert in hunting.

After 8 years of serving he returned to his village to help his parents. But when he heard news of Guru Gobind Singh’s family separation and Sahidi of Sahibzadas, after Guru Saahib left Anandpur Sahib . Baba Deep Singh Jee immediately left Pahuwind and began a search for the Guru Sahib. He finally met up with Guru Gobind Singh Jee at Sabu ki Talwandi ( Damdama Sahib ).Their Guru Sahib ordered him and Bhai Manee Singh to finish copying the GURU GRANTH SAHIB JEE . Baba Deep Singh Ji had been summoned to Damdama Sahib to work with Bhai Mani Singh Ji to prepare the final text of Sri Guru Granth Sahib. Guru Gobind Singh Ji recited the entire Granth Sahib to them while they wrote the text. On its completion, Baba Deep Singh Ji hand wrote five more copies of the holy scriptures. Four copies were sent to Sri Akal Takht Sahib, Sri Takht Patna Sahib, Sri Takht Hazur Sahib, and Sri Takht Anandpur Sahib. Another copy was prepared by Baba Deep Singh Ji in Arabic script and sent to the Middle East. Between the years 1715 and 1728, they copied and distributed several copies of Guru Granth Sahib. After the Guru sahib left for Delhi, Bhai Mani Singh jee became the head priest ofDarbar Sahib , Amritsar, and Baba Deep Singh jee was given up the service of looking after Gurudwara Damdama sahib. There Baba Ji also continued to write gutkas (books of hymns) and distributed them to the Sikh community.

Although when Baba Deep Singh Ji was seventy-five years old, he still had the strength of a young warrior. When Baba Deep singh came to know of the demolition of Harminder Sahib he offered prayers before starting for Amritsar, “My head may fall at Harminder Sahib.”

” Sir jaave ta jaave, mera Sikhi sidhak na jaave “

And then he promised “Diwali will be celebrated at Amritsar this year” . He gathered a large group of Sikhs and advanced towards Sir Harimander Sahib . By the time they reached the village of Taran Taaran, about ten miles from Amritsar, their numbers had risen to about five thousand. At this time, Baba Ji drew a line on the ground with his khanda , and asked only those who were willing to fight and die to cross the line. Baba Deep Singh Ji then recited :

” Jo to praym khaylan ka chaao, sir dhar talee galee mayree aao. ” (Those who wish to play the game of love (follow Sikhism), come to me with your head in your palm.)  

” It maarag pair dhareejai, sir deejai kaan na keejai. ” (If you wish your feet to travel this path, don’t delay in accepting to give your head.)

All of the Sikhs there crossed the line eagerly.

When news of Baba Deep Singh Ji’s plans reached Jahan Khan, he immediately mobilized an army of 20,000 men and proceeded towards Taran Taaran Baba Deep Singh Ji’s army intercepted Jahan Khan’s forces near the village of Goharwal , about five miles from Amritsar . At this point, there was a clash between both sides. Baba Deep Singh Ji fought with his 18- ser khanda (weighing about 32 lbs.). Each Sikh fought with such great valor and courage that the enemy was almost defeated. They continued fighting and advancing towards Amritsar.

During the clash, one of the Mugal commanders, Jamal Khan, attacked Baba Deep Singh Ji. As they fought, both men swung their weapons with great force, leaving both of their heads separated from their bodies. After seeing this scene, a young Sikh warrior called out to Baba Ji, reminding him of his vow to reach Sri Harimander Sahib. Upon hearing this, Baba Deep Singh Ji immediately stood up, holding his head on his left palm while holding his khanda upright in his right hand. He then continued fighting and moving towards Sri Harimander Sahib. Upon seeing the sight of Baba Deep Singh Ji, most of the men in the Mugal army fled away in terror. Baba Deep Singh Ji was able to continue fighting and reached Sri Harimander Sahib. He bowed his head at the prakarma of Sri Harimander Sahib and laid there as a martyr where he breathed his last. The Singhs celebrated the Diwali of 1757 A.D. in Harminder Sahib.

He worked out till his last moment for sake of humanity

“Janam maran dove meh naahi ,Jan parupakri aaye “ .