Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
There is only One. And the One is found by the True Guru's grace — a gift that is always here, waiting for an open heart.
It is easy to get dressed up in bright, exciting colors and go chasing after things that sparkle for a moment — and to forget the One who has been at home in your own heart all along. Chase enough of them and the emptiness only grows, like eating sweet after sweet until your stomach aches.
But a heart can turn around. When you face the Teacher, something shifts: you settle, you remember, and you carry the Name close. Then you are joined again with the Source — not because you earned it, but because the One reaches out and gathers you in.
That heart is at home forever.
soohai vays = the safflower-red robe, a dye bright but quick to fade; the classic Gurbani image for koorh, the false and passing. duhaaganee vs sohaaganee = the soul separated from its source vs the soul at home with it; here read universally — the point is not about women but about any heart turned outward. mithaa kar kai khaa-i-aa, vadhi-aa rog = the more we feed a craving, the bigger it grows. The turn (palti-aa) is the Vaar's keynote, repeated in every shalok: the fading safflower red giving way to the fast red of majeeth (madder root), the Name.
What is something exciting you wanted badly, that stopped mattering soon after you got it?
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