Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
A throne at court, beautiful decorations, soft carpets underfoot. Gardens full of fruit, every luxury you could name.
The thrill of the hunt, the games and pleasures of royalty. And still, none of these passing dazzles makes the heart truly happy.
This one says the grandest pleasures stay on the surface and never reach the deep place inside.
The list finishes. Takhat, a throne. Doleechay, soft carpets. Baageechay, beautiful gardens. Raajan kee leelaa, the games of princes. Then the verdict: man na suhaylaa parpanch heelaa — the mind is not made glad by these showy distractions.
Three verses of splendor, growing bigger each time. One result that never changes. The key word is parpanch, fancy, passing show. The pleasures are not wicked. They are just surface. They cannot reach the place inside that is really asking to be filled. Think of shiny wrapping paper on an empty box.
What's the difference between something fun and something that actually fills you up?
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