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Salok Sheikh Farid, Salok 103 — silk torn for a rough blanket
ਫਰੀਦਾ ਪਾੜਿ ਪਟੋਲਾ ਧਜ ਕਰੀ ਕੰਬਲੜੀ ਪਹਿਰੇਉ ॥
fareedaa paarh patolaa Dhaj karee kamblarhee pahiray-o.
Fareed, I have torn my clothes to tatters; now I wear only a rough blanket.
ਜਿਨ੍ਹ੍ਹੀ ਵੇਸੀ ਸਹੁ ਮਿਲੈ ਸੇਈ ਵੇਸ ਕਰੇਉ ॥੧੦੩॥
jinHee vaysee saho milai say-ee vays karay-o. ||103||
I wear only those clothes which will lead me to meet my Lord. ||103||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Farid says: I tear my fine silk clothes to rags and wear a rough blanket instead.
I will wear only the clothes in which I can meet my Lord.
Wear whatever brings you closer to the Beloved.
A seeker will wear whatever brings them closer to the Beloved.
Paarh patolaa dhaj karee: I tear the silk into strips. Kamblarhee: a rough little blanket, the plain dress of a wandering dervish. Farid wants nothing fine for himself.
Jinhee vaysee saho milai: whatever dress leads to the Lord, that is what he will wear. The next salok, by Guru Amar Das, answers him about where the meeting happens.
A Question to Sit With
Is there something you own that you could happily do without?
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