Sikhism·Closing Sections·The Closing Saloks
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Salok Sheikh Farid, Salok 26 — worried about a dusty turban

ਫਰੀਦਾ ਮੈ ਭੋਲਾਵਾ ਪਗ ਦਾ ਮਤੁ ਮੈਲੀ ਹੋਇ ਜਾਇ ॥
fareedaa mai bholaavaa pag daa mat mailee ho-ay jaa-ay.
Fareed, I was worried that my turban might become dirty.
ਗਹਿਲਾ ਰੂਹੁ ਨ ਜਾਣਈ ਸਿਰੁ ਭੀ ਮਿਟੀ ਖਾਇ ॥੨੬॥
gahilaa roohu na jaan-ee sir bhee mitee khaa-ay. ||26||
My thoughtless self did not realize that one day, dust will consume my head as well. ||26||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

Farid says: I worried that my turban might get dirty.

My careless self did not see that one day the dust will swallow up my head as well.

Spend your care on what lasts, more than on a speck of dust on the turban.
The deeper layer

Fussing over a dusty turban, it is easy to forget that the whole body returns to the dust.

Mai bholaavaa pag daa: I was anxious about my turban. Mat mailee ho-ay jaa-ay: in case it got dirty. A turban is worn with care and pride, so a spot of dust feels like a big deal.

Gahilaa roohu na jaan-ee: the careless soul does not know. Sir bhee mitee khaa-ay: one day the earth will take the head too. The picture is plain about death, and it puts small worries in their place.

A Question to Sit With

What small thing do you sometimes fuss over more than it deserves?

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