Sikhism·Closing Sections·The Closing Saloks
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Salok Vaaraan Te Vadheek (Mehl 1), Salok 1 — Pride That Cannot Bow, and Towers That Fall

ੴ ਸਤਿ ਨਾਮੁ ਕਰਤਾ ਪੁਰਖੁ ਨਿਰਭਉ ਨਿਰਵੈਰੁ ਅਕਾਲ ਮੂਰਤਿ ਅਜੂਨੀ ਸੈਭੰ ਗੁਰ ਪ੍ਰਸਾਦਿ ॥
ik-oNkaar sat naam kartaa purakh nirbha-o nirvair akaal moorat ajoonee saibhaN gur parsaad.
One Universal Creator God. Truth Is The Name. Creative Being Personified. No Fear. No Hatred. Image Of The Undying. Beyond Birth. Self-Existent. By Guru's Grace:
ਸਲੋਕ ਵਾਰਾਂ ਤੇ ਵਧੀਕ ॥
salok vaaraaN tay vaDheek.
Shaloks In Addition To The Vaars.
ਮਹਲਾ ੧ ॥
mehlaa 1.
First Mehl:
ਉਤੰਗੀ ਪੈਓਹਰੀ ਗਹਿਰੀ ਗੰਭੀਰੀ ॥
utangee pai-ohree gahiree gambheeree.
O you with swollen breasts, let your consciousness become deep and profound.
ਸਸੁੜਿ ਸੁਹੀਆ ਕਿਵ ਕਰੀ ਨਿਵਣੁ ਨ ਜਾਇ ਥਣੀ ॥
sasurh suhee-aa kiv karee nivan na jaa-ay thanee.
O mother-in-law, how can I bow? Because of my stiff nipples, I cannot bow.
ਗਚੁ ਜਿ ਲਗਾ ਗਿੜਵੜੀ ਸਖੀਏ ਧਉਲਹਰੀ ॥
gach je lagaa girvarhee sakhee-ay Dha-ulharee.
O sister, those mansions built as high as mountains
ਸੇ ਭੀ ਢਹਦੇ ਡਿਠੁ ਮੈ ਮੁੰਧ ਨ ਗਰਬੁ ਥਣੀ ॥੧॥
say bhee dhahday dith mai munDh na garab thanee. ||1||
- I have seen them come crumbling down. O bride, do not be so proud of your nipples. ||1||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

There is only One. Its Name is Truth. It is the Creator of all. It is fearless and full of love, beyond time, never born, shining on its own. And the One is found by the Guru's grace — a gift that is always here, waiting for an open heart.

O young bride, standing so tall and proud in your youth, let your heart grow deep and steady.

She says: "O mother-in-law, how can I bow? My young body is too stiff and proud to bend."

O friend, I have seen mansions as high as mountains, their walls plastered bright white —

I have seen even those come crashing down. O bride, do not be so proud of your young body.

Pride makes us too stiff to bow, and even towers of stone fall, so let the heart grow deep.
The deeper layer

Pride in the body makes a person too stiff to bow, and even the tallest mansions fall.

The picture is a young bride, proud of her youthful body, who tells her mother-in-law she cannot bend. The verse uses a bodily image for the stiffness that pride brings: a person too pleased with themselves to honor anyone. Against it stands gahiree gambheeree, a heart that is deep and steady.

Then comes the answer. Gach je lagaa: mansions plastered white, as high as mountains, and yet say bhee dhahday dith mai, I have seen even those fall. If stone towers do not last, a body that is young today has nothing solid to be proud of.

A Question to Sit With

When did you last find it hard to say sorry or to bow to someone, and what was your pride protecting?

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa·How we use AI

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