Sikhism·Raag Basant·Shabad 11
Verse 1 of 5

The Boy King and His City

ਬਸੰਤੁ ਹਿੰਡੋਲ ਮਹਲਾ ੧ ॥
basant hindol mehlaa 1.
Basant Hindol, First Mehl:
ਰਾਜਾ ਬਾਲਕੁ ਨਗਰੀ ਕਾਚੀ ਦੁਸਟਾ ਨਾਲਿ ਪਿਆਰੋ ॥
raajaa baalak nagree kaachee dustaa naal pi-aaro.
The king is just a boy, and his city is vulnerable. He is in love with his wicked enemies.
ਦੁਇ ਮਾਈ ਦੁਇ ਬਾਪਾ ਪੜੀਅਹਿ ਪੰਡਿਤ ਕਰਹੁ ਬੀਚਾਰੋ ॥੧॥
du-ay maa-ee du-ay baapaa parhee-ah pandit karahu beechaaro. ||1||
He reads of his two mothers and his two fathers; O Pandit, reflect on this. ||1||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

The king is only a little boy, and his city has walls that crumble easily. He loves the very troublemakers who would harm him.

He reads that he has two mothers and two fathers. O Pandit, wise teacher, think this over.

The untrained mind is like a boy king who has befriended the very things that trouble him.
The deeper layer

Your untrained mind is like a boy king who has made friends with troublemakers.

Guru Nanak starts with a riddle for a pandit, a learned teacher, and asks him to stop and think.

Picture a king who is only a small boy. His city has weak walls. And he has made friends with the very people who want to harm it. The boy king is our untrained mind. The weak city is our body. The bad friends are the pulls of our senses — wanting more to eat, more to watch, more to have.

Then comes a harder puzzle: du-ay maa-ee du-ay baapaa — two mothers and two fathers. It stands for the paired forces that shape each of us. It is a riddle to wonder about, not to show off with. A clever mind has to slow down and think it through.

A Question to Sit With

Have you ever made friends with something that turned out not to be good for you?

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