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ਸੋਹਿਲਾ | Sohilaa
ਰਾਗੁ ਸਿਰੀਰਾਗੁ | Raag Siree-Raag
Gurbani (14-53)
Ashtpadiyan (53-71)
Gurbani (71-74)
Pahre (74-78)
Chhant (78-81)
Vanjara (81-82)
Vaar Siri Raag (83-91)
Bhagat Bani (91-93)
ਰਾਗੁ ਮਾਝ | Raag Maajh
Gurbani (94-109)
Ashtpadi (109)
Ashtpadiyan (110-129)
Ashtpadi (129-130)
Ashtpadiyan (130-133)
Bara Maha (133-136)
Din Raen (136-137)
Vaar Maajh Ki (137-150)
ਰਾਗੁ ਗਉੜੀ | Raag Gauree
Gurbani (151-185)
Quartets/Couplets (185-220)
Ashtpadiyan (220-234)
Karhalei (234-235)
Ashtpadiyan (235-242)
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Baavan Akhari (250-262)
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Thittee (296-300)
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Gurbani (323-330)
Ashtpadiyan (330-340)
Baavan Akhari (340-343)
Thintteen (343-344)
Vaar Kabir (344-345)
Bhagat Bani (345-346)
ਰਾਗੁ ਆਸਾ | Raag Aasaa
Gurbani (347-348)
Chaupaday (348-364)
Panchpadde (364-365)
Kaafee (365-409)
Aasaavaree (409-411)
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Chhant (435-462)
Vaar Aasaa (462-475)
Bhagat Bani (475-488)
ਰਾਗੁ ਗੂਜਰੀ | Raag Goojaree
Gurbani (489-503)
Ashtpadiyan (503-508)
Vaar Gujari (508-517)
Vaar Gujari (517-526)
ਰਾਗੁ ਦੇਵਗੰਧਾਰੀ | Raag Dayv-Gandhaaree
Gurbani (527-536)
ਰਾਗੁ ਬਿਹਾਗੜਾ | Raag Bihaagraa
Gurbani (537-556)
Chhant (538-548)
Vaar Bihaagraa (548-556)
ਰਾਗੁ ਵਡਹੰਸ | Raag Wadhans
Gurbani (557-564)
Ashtpadiyan (564-565)
Chhant (565-575)
Ghoriaan (575-578)
Alaahaniiaa (578-582)
Vaar Wadhans (582-594)
ਰਾਗੁ ਸੋਰਠਿ | Raag Sorath
Gurbani (595-634)
Asatpadhiya (634-642)
Vaar Sorath (642-659)
ਰਾਗੁ ਧਨਾਸਰੀ | Raag Dhanasaree
Gurbani (660-685)
Astpadhiya (685-687)
Chhant (687-691)
Bhagat Bani (691-695)
ਰਾਗੁ ਜੈਤਸਰੀ | Raag Jaitsree
Gurbani (696-703)
Chhant (703-705)
Vaar Jaitsaree (705-710)
Bhagat Bani (710)
ਰਾਗੁ ਟੋਡੀ | Raag Todee
ਰਾਗੁ ਬੈਰਾੜੀ | Raag Bairaaree
ਰਾਗੁ ਤਿਲੰਗ | Raag Tilang
Gurbani (721-727)
Bhagat Bani (727)
ਰਾਗੁ ਸੂਹੀ | Raag Suhi
Gurbani (728-750)
Ashtpadiyan (750-761)
Kaafee (761-762)
Suchajee (762)
Gunvantee (763)
Chhant (763-785)
Vaar Soohee (785-792)
Bhagat Bani (792-794)
ਰਾਗੁ ਬਿਲਾਵਲੁ | Raag Bilaaval
Gurbani (795-831)
Ashtpadiyan (831-838)
Thitteen (838-840)
Vaar Sat (841-843)
Chhant (843-848)
Vaar Bilaaval (849-855)
Bhagat Bani (855-858)
ਰਾਗੁ ਗੋਂਡ | Raag Gond
Gurbani (859-869)
Ashtpadiyan (869)
Bhagat Bani (870-875)
ਰਾਗੁ ਰਾਮਕਲੀ | Raag Ramkalee
Ashtpadiyan (902-916)
Gurbani (876-902)
Anand (917-922)
Sadd (923-924)
Chhant (924-929)
Dakhnee (929-938)
Sidh Gosat (938-946)
Vaar Ramkalee (947-968)
ਰਾਗੁ ਨਟ ਨਾਰਾਇਨ | Raag Nat Narayan
Gurbani (975-980)
Ashtpadiyan (980-983)
ਰਾਗੁ ਮਾਲੀ ਗਉੜਾ | Raag Maalee Gauraa
Gurbani (984-988)
Bhagat Bani (988)
ਰਾਗੁ ਮਾਰੂ | Raag Maaroo
Gurbani (889-1008)
Ashtpadiyan (1008-1014)
Kaafee (1014-1016)
Ashtpadiyan (1016-1019)
Anjulian (1019-1020)
Solhe (1020-1033)
Dakhni (1033-1043)
ਰਾਗੁ ਤੁਖਾਰੀ | Raag Tukhaari
Bara Maha (1107-1110)
Chhant (1110-1117)
ਰਾਗੁ ਕੇਦਾਰਾ | Raag Kedara
Gurbani (1118-1123)
Bhagat Bani (1123-1124)
ਰਾਗੁ ਭੈਰਉ | Raag Bhairo
Gurbani (1125-1152)
Partaal (1153)
Ashtpadiyan (1153-1167)
ਰਾਗੁ ਬਸੰਤੁ | Raag Basant
Gurbani (1168-1187)
Ashtpadiyan (1187-1193)
Vaar Basant (1193-1196)
ਰਾਗੁ ਸਾਰਗ | Raag Saarag
Gurbani (1197-1200)
Partaal (1200-1231)
Ashtpadiyan (1232-1236)
Chhant (1236-1237)
Vaar Saarang (1237-1253)
ਰਾਗੁ ਮਲਾਰ | Raag Malaar
Gurbani (1254-1293)
Partaal (1265-1273)
Ashtpadiyan (1273-1278)
Chhant (1278)
Vaar Malaar (1278-91)
Bhagat Bani (1292-93)
ਰਾਗੁ ਕਾਨੜਾ | Raag Kaanraa
Gurbani (1294-96)
Partaal (1296-1318)
Ashtpadiyan (1308-1312)
Chhant (1312)
Vaar Kaanraa
Bhagat Bani (1318)
ਰਾਗੁ ਕਲਿਆਨ | Raag Kalyaan
Gurbani (1319-23)
Ashtpadiyan (1323-26)
ਰਾਗੁ ਪ੍ਰਭਾਤੀ | Raag Prabhaatee
Gurbani (1327-1341)
Ashtpadiyan (1342-51)
ਰਾਗੁ ਜੈਜਾਵੰਤੀ | Raag Jaijaiwanti
Gurbani (1352-53)
Salok | Gatha | Phunahe | Chaubole | Swayiye
Sehskritee Mahala 1
Sehskritee Mahala 5
Gaathaa Mahala 5
Phunhay Mahala 5
Chaubolae Mahala 5
Shaloks Bhagat Kabir
Shaloks Sheikh Farid
Swaiyyae Mahala 5
Swaiyyae in Praise of Gurus
Shaloks in Addition To Vaars
Shalok Ninth Mehl
Mundavanee Mehl 5
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<blockquote data-quote="kiram" data-source="post: 92619" data-attributes="member: 5740"><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy">Love this story or not, you will not be able to have tea in a tea cup again without thinking of this.</span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy">There was a couple who took a trip to England to shop in a beautiful antique store to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. They both liked antiques and pottery, and especially teacups. Spotting an exceptional cup, they asked "May we see that? We've never seen a cup quite so beautiful."</span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy">As the lady handed it to them, suddenly the teacup spoke, "You don't understand. I have not always been a teacup. There was a time when I was just a lump of red clay. My master took me and rolled me pounded and patted me over and over and I yelled out, "Don't do that."</span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy"><strong><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'">"I don't like it!" "Let me alone," but he only smiled, and gently said; "Not yet!"</span></strong></span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy">Then WHAM! I was placed on a spinning wheel and suddenly I was spun around and around and around. "Stop it! I'm getting so dizzy! I'm going to be sick!", I screamed. But the master only nodded and said, quietly; 'Not yet.'</span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy"><strong></strong></span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy"><strong><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'">He spun me and poked and prodded and bent me out of shape to suit himself and then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I yelled and knocked and pounded at the door. "Help! Get me out of here!" I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook his head from side to side, 'Not yet'..</span></strong></span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy">When I thought I couldn't bear it another minute, the door opened. He carefully took me out and put me on he shelf, and I began to cool. Oh, that felt so good! "Ah, this is much better," I thought. </span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy">But, after I cooled he picked me up and he brushed and painted me all over The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag. 'Oh, please, Stop it, Stop, I cried. He only shook his head and said. 'Not yet!'.</span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy">Then suddenly he put me back in to the oven. Only it was not like the first one. This was twice as hot and I just knew I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried I was convinced I would never make it. I was ready to give up. Just then the door opened and he took me out and again placed me on the shelf, where I cooled and waited and waited, wondering "What's he going to do to me next?"</span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy"></span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy"></span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy">An hour later he handed me a mirror and said 'Look at yourself.' And I did. I said, That's not me; that couldn't be me. It's beautiful. I'm beautiful!!!</span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy">Quietly he spoke: 'I want you to remember, then,' he said, '<strong>I know it hurt to be rolled and pounded and patted, but had I just left you alone, you'd have dried up. I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled. </strong></span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><strong><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy">I know it hurt and it was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked. I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened. You would not have had any color in your life. </span></span></span></em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><strong><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy">If I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't have survived for long because the hardness would not have held. Now you are a finished product. Now you are what I had in mind when I first began with you.'"</span></span></span></em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><strong><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy"></span></span></span></em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><strong><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy"></span></span></span></em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy">The moral of this story is this: God knows what He's doing for each of us. <strong>He is the potter, and we are His clay. He will mold us and make us and expose us to just enough pressures of just the right kinds that we may be made into a flawless piece of work to fulfill His good, pleasing and perfect will</strong>.</span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: navy"><span style="color: navy">So when life seems hard, and you are being pounded and patted and pushed almost beyond endurance; when your world seems to be spinning out of control; when you feel like you are in a fiery furnace of trials; when life seems to "stink", try this.</span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span> <span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: #8000ff"><span style="color: red"><span style="color: #8000ff">Brew</span> <span style="color: #8000ff">a cup of your favorite tea in your prettiest tea cup, sit down</span><span style="color: #8000ff"> and think on this story and then, have a little talk with the 'Potter'. . .you'll be glad you did. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /></span></span></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><em><span style="font-family: 'Carmine Tango'"><span style="color: #8000ff"><span style="color: red"><span style="color: #8000ff"></span></span></span></span></em></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="kiram, post: 92619, member: 5740"] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy]Love this story or not, you will not be able to have tea in a tea cup again without thinking of this.[/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy]There was a couple who took a trip to England to shop in a beautiful antique store to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. They both liked antiques and pottery, and especially teacups. Spotting an exceptional cup, they asked "May we see that? We've never seen a cup quite so beautiful."[/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy]As the lady handed it to them, suddenly the teacup spoke, "You don't understand. I have not always been a teacup. There was a time when I was just a lump of red clay. My master took me and rolled me pounded and patted me over and over and I yelled out, "Don't do that."[/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy][B][FONT=Carmine Tango]"I don't like it!" "Let me alone," but he only smiled, and gently said; "Not yet!"[/FONT][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy]Then WHAM! I was placed on a spinning wheel and suddenly I was spun around and around and around. "Stop it! I'm getting so dizzy! I'm going to be sick!", I screamed. But the master only nodded and said, quietly; 'Not yet.'[/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy][B] [FONT=Carmine Tango]He spun me and poked and prodded and bent me out of shape to suit himself and then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I yelled and knocked and pounded at the door. "Help! Get me out of here!" I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook his head from side to side, 'Not yet'..[/FONT][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy]When I thought I couldn't bear it another minute, the door opened. He carefully took me out and put me on he shelf, and I began to cool. Oh, that felt so good! "Ah, this is much better," I thought. [/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy]But, after I cooled he picked me up and he brushed and painted me all over The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag. 'Oh, please, Stop it, Stop, I cried. He only shook his head and said. 'Not yet!'.[/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy]Then suddenly he put me back in to the oven. Only it was not like the first one. This was twice as hot and I just knew I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried I was convinced I would never make it. I was ready to give up. Just then the door opened and he took me out and again placed me on the shelf, where I cooled and waited and waited, wondering "What's he going to do to me next?"[/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy] [/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy]An hour later he handed me a mirror and said 'Look at yourself.' And I did. I said, That's not me; that couldn't be me. It's beautiful. I'm beautiful!!![/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy]Quietly he spoke: 'I want you to remember, then,' he said, '[B]I know it hurt to be rolled and pounded and patted, but had I just left you alone, you'd have dried up. I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled. [/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][B][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy]I know it hurt and it was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked. I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened. You would not have had any color in your life. [/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I][/B] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][B][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy]If I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't have survived for long because the hardness would not have held. Now you are a finished product. Now you are what I had in mind when I first began with you.'"[/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I][/B] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][B][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy] [/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I][/B] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy]The moral of this story is this: God knows what He's doing for each of us. [B]He is the potter, and we are His clay. He will mold us and make us and expose us to just enough pressures of just the right kinds that we may be made into a flawless piece of work to fulfill His good, pleasing and perfect will[/B].[/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=navy][COLOR=navy]So when life seems hard, and you are being pounded and patted and pushed almost beyond endurance; when your world seems to be spinning out of control; when you feel like you are in a fiery furnace of trials; when life seems to "stink", try this.[/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3] [/SIZE] [SIZE=3][I][FONT=Carmine Tango][COLOR=#8000ff][COLOR=red][COLOR=#8000ff]Brew[/COLOR] [COLOR=#8000ff]a cup of your favorite tea in your prettiest tea cup, sit down[/COLOR][COLOR=#8000ff] and think on this story and then, have a little talk with the 'Potter'. . .you'll be glad you did. :) [/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/I][/SIZE] [/QUOTE]
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