Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
When a person carries a lot of tearing-down and cruelty inside, it makes their own days heavy and restless — always grabbing at what belongs to others, never quite at peace.
So the prayer goes: dear One, keep me from sitting with that harshness; keep me safe, my King. Lean toward what is good and true. Nanak says a heart turned away from the Naam ends up carrying its own ache. But the moment you turn back — toward kindness, toward the Naam — that ache begins to ease. You always get to choose which way to lean.
Slander makes the slanderer's own life heavy, and the One keeps you safe from it.
Nindaa, tearing other people down, fills the heart with trouble and leaves a person restless. The old words picture it with strong images of shame. Har jee-o tin kee sangat mat karahu, rakh layho har raa-i-aa — dear One, do not let me sit among them; keep me safe, my Sovereign King. It is a prayer for protection, and a reminder that the people you spend time with shape your heart.
How do the people you spend time with change the way you feel and act?
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