Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
When trouble grips us, we remember to call the Name — and that is good. But a heart drunk on nothing but glitter finds no resting place, no home to settle into.
Even hard times can turn a heart toward home.
Rog girsat chitaaray naa-o — gripped by rog, sickness or trouble, a person remembers the Name. Here hardship works a little like a teacher. It points us home.
Then the contrast. Bikh maatay kaa tha-ur na thaa-o — one who is bikh maatay, drunk on poison, has no home and no place to rest. Here the poison is the dazzle of illusion. Think of a phone that keeps buzzing all night. You never really get to sleep.
A heart with no true home stays restless. That is simply how such a heart is. A heart that remembers finds its home.
What gives you a feeling of "home" that you can carry anywhere inside you?
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