Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Maya is like a cruel mother-in-law who won't let me settle in my own home, or meet my Beloved.
So I serve at the feet of my true companions, and through grace the One has showered mercy on me.
A striking domestic image inside the soul-bride frame: Maya is the "evil mother-in-law" who keeps the young bride from her husband. (In the joint households of Nanak's world, the mother-in-law held real power to come between a bride and her spouse.) So Maya — the pull of grasping — comes between the soul and the One. The escape is not solo heroics but Sangat: serving among true companions, where mercy arrives.
What tends to come between you and the things that matter most to you?
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