Sikhism·Raag Dhanaasaree·Shabad 93
Verse 7 of 9

When Life Is Spent Half-Awake

ਅਨਿਕ ਜਤਨ ਕਰਿ ਕਾਲੁ ਸੰਤਾਏ ॥
anik jatan kar kaal santaa-ay.
He makes many efforts, but still, the Messenger of Death tortures him.
ਮਰਣੁ ਲਿਖਾਇ ਮੰਡਲ ਮਹਿ ਆਏ ॥
maran likhaa-ay mandal meh aa-ay.
Destined only to die, he comes into the world.
ਜਨਮੁ ਪਦਾਰਥੁ ਦੁਬਿਧਾ ਖੋਵੈ ॥
janam padaarath dubiDhaa khovai.
He wastes this precious human life through duality.
ਆਪੁ ਨ ਚੀਨਸਿ ਭ੍ਰਮਿ ਭ੍ਰਮਿ ਰੋਵੈ ॥੬॥
aap na cheenas bharam bharam rovai. ||6||
He does not know his own self, and trapped by doubts, he cries out in pain. ||6||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

A person can try a thousand things and still feel a restless fear tugging at them.

We each arrive here for a while, carrying our own story.

It is easy to spend this precious life feeling split in two, pulled between me and everything else.

Sometimes we forget to come to know our own self. Then we can end up wandering and aching.

The ache of feeling split is a signal, not a sentence.
The deeper layer

When we lose sight of our own self, life can feel restless and sore, and that ache is pointing us home.

The words of the verse are heavy. They picture death troubling a person who wastes this precious life in dubiDhaa, feeling split in two. That person aap na cheenas — never comes to know their own self.

The ache of a divided, self-forgetful life is real. But it is a signpost pointing home, not a punishment. Think of the hollow feeling of being lost in a big store. That feeling is what makes you look around for the way back.

A Question to Sit With

When you feel restless or off, what might that feeling be trying to tell you?

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