Sikhism·Raag Dhanaasaree·Shabad 106
Verse 3 of 5

The Ones Who Said Mine, Mine

ਮੇਰੀ ਮੇਰੀ ਕੈਰਉ ਕਰਤੇ ਦੁਰਜੋਧਨ ਸੇ ਭਾਈ ॥
mayree mayree kaira-o kartay durjoDhan say bhaa-ee.
The Kaurvas, who had brothers like Duryodhan, used to proclaim, "This is ours! This is ours!"
ਬਾਰਹ ਜੋਜਨ ਛਤ੍ਰੁ ਚਲੈ ਥਾ ਦੇਹੀ ਗਿਰਝਨ ਖਾਈ ॥੨॥
baarah jojan chhatar chalai thaa dayhee girjhan khaa-ee. ||2||
Their royal procession extended over sixty miles, and yet their bodies were eaten by vultures. ||2||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

There is an old story of a mighty royal family, so powerful their parade stretched for miles, always saying 'This is mine! That is mine!'

And yet all that grabbing and boasting could not protect them in the end. Everything they clutched so tightly slipped away. A closed fist keeps nothing.

Whatever you grip too tightly slips away.
The deeper layer

Grabbing and holding on tight cannot keep anything safe.

Mayree mayree kaira-o kartay durjoDhan say bhaa-ee: the Kauravas, with brothers like Duryodhan, kept saying, "Mine! Mine!" The Kauravas are the royal family in the great old story called the Mahabharata. Baarah jojan chhatar chalai: their royal parade stretched for miles and miles.

Yet all that power ended in loss. Think of squeezing sand in your fist. The tighter you grip, the faster it slips away. The lesson is that grasping cannot hold on. The people of the old story are named with respect, as an example of pride undone.

A Question to Sit With

Have you noticed that holding onto something too tightly can be the very way you lose it?

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