Sikhism·Raag Saarang·Shabad 19
Verse 4 of 5

When The Gong Player Rests

ਜਉ ਦਿਨੁ ਰੈਨਿ ਤਊ ਲਉ ਬਜਿਓ ਮੂਰਤ ਘਰੀ ਪਲੋ ॥
ja-o din rain ta-oo la-o baji-o moorat gharee palo.
As long as the days and the nights of one's life last, the clock strikes the hours, minutes and seconds.
ਬਜਾਵਨਹਾਰੋ ਊਠਿ ਸਿਧਾਰਿਓ ਤਬ ਫਿਰਿ ਬਾਜੁ ਨ ਭਇਓ ॥੩॥
bajaavanhaaro ooth siDhaari-o tab fir baaj na bha-i-o. ||3||
But when the gong player gets up and leaves, the gong is not sounded again. ||3||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

All through a life, a clock keeps striking — tick, chime, hour after hour, day after day. The sound seems like it will go on forever.

But the one ringing the gong eventually sets down the mallet and walks on. And then the gong does not sound again.

Because the music does not last forever, the notes you choose to ring now matter.
The deeper layer

Every life is like music that plays for a while, so play it well now.

A clock strikes the hours, minutes, and seconds, day and night. That is the passing days of a life. Bajaavanhaaro ooth sidhaari-o — then the gong player gets up and leaves. After that, the gong does not sound again. That is the end of a life.

Guru Arjan speaks of it gently. The end is not something to be terrified of. It is the natural close of the music.

Think of a school concert. The songs will not go on forever, and that is exactly why you play your part with your whole heart. The lesson is to care now, without fear: the song does not last forever, so sing it truly today.

A Question to Sit With

If your days are a song, what sound do you most want to fill them with?

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