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Composition, Arrangement & Layout
ਜਪੁ | Jup
ਸੋ ਦਰੁ | So Dar
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)
Chhant (242-249)
Baavan Akhari (250-262)
Sukhmani (262-296)
Thittee (296-300)
Gauree kii Vaar (300-323)
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)
Ashtpadiyan (411-432)
Patee (432-435)
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
ਰਾਗ ਮਾਲਾ, Raag Maalaa
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<blockquote data-quote="Amerikaur" data-source="post: 10046" data-attributes="member: 1050"><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">My hands gripped the steering wheel as the speedometer needle clocked forward. The confusion was clearing from my mind. Something in my house. Something wrong. I wanted to redline the engine and get far, far away from whatever it was. Because, it was bad. Very bad. The car started vibrating. Begrudgingly, I lifted my foot from the gas pedal for a moment and leveled off at a more controlable speed.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">"Keep going, just as you are," commanded the clear, male voice. "Do not stop."</span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">I was heading to the home of a Sikh family that I had known for a long time. Ironically, it was just two days before when my dear friend had called me over and ask if I could periodically watch the house for a couple of weeks while they take the children on a summer vacation. </span><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">Her keys were now locked in my glovebox and felt more precious than gold.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">"RUN!!!" The voice was continuing to push me onwards. The interstate darkened with the fading sunlight, reducing the other cars on the road to whizzing balls of light. I had been gripping the steering wheel as if it were a rescue tether, saving me from drowing. My shoulders were starting to ache from the pain. I was hungry. Certainly, I could just pull off for a bite... "RUN!!!" yelled the voice. I obeyed, out of fear.</span></p><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">Migod, what was happening to me? I never get panicky, I never hear voices in my head.</span></p><p> </p><p></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">“Of course you do,” corrected the clear, male voice. “We just don’t usually start the conversation.”</span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">"Enough,” I said to the empty car. </span></p><p> </p><p></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">“RUN!!!!!!!” I was reminded.</span></p><p> </p><p></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">Relived, I saw the familiar road signs indicating that my destination was not far ahead. I slowed the car down from it’s breakneck pace, slid down the exit ramp and entered on to the town road…forcing myself to not think of anything until I got to my friend’s house.</span></p><p> </p><p></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">“RUN!!!” The voice screamed again. </span></p><p> </p><p></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">I navigated the streets, feeling a sense of relaxation when greeted by the street sign that marked my friend's road. "</span><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">Run…” The voice was quieter now. I glided past the familiar houses, fumbling through my glove box for her door opener. I inched the car in, and with a paranoid glance behind me, clicked the button to close the garage door. I grabbed my bag out of the back and patted the body of the car in appreciation. "Thank you, buddy," I mumbled. </span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">My key let me enter without a struggle, and I quickly locked the door behind me. . The house was stark and quiet. I coughed from the stale air, and turned on lights in a few different rooms. I stepped down to the lower level, in to the guest room. I tossed the bag on the bed and sat down in a chair. </span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">All of the sudden, I didn’t feel as scared, but terribly drained, almost sick. I shook the contents of my bag out on the bed, and looked at the perpetually happy face of the stuffed Beanie Baby that I brought as a companion...a little dog named "Rescue". </span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">I took off my shoes, washed my hands, grabbed Rescue and stumbled across to Guru Sahib’s room. My mata-tek was more like a collapse. The tension of the entire evening had finally broken, and my body was convulsing with sobs.</span></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">*(To be continued...)</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Amerikaur, post: 10046, member: 1050"] [font=Tahoma]My hands gripped the steering wheel as the speedometer needle clocked forward. The confusion was clearing from my mind. Something in my house. Something wrong. I wanted to redline the engine and get far, far away from whatever it was. Because, it was bad. Very bad. The car started vibrating. Begrudgingly, I lifted my foot from the gas pedal for a moment and leveled off at a more controlable speed.[/font] [font=Tahoma]"Keep going, just as you are," commanded the clear, male voice. "Do not stop."[/font] [font=Tahoma]I was heading to the home of a Sikh family that I had known for a long time. Ironically, it was just two days before when my dear friend had called me over and ask if I could periodically watch the house for a couple of weeks while they take the children on a summer vacation. [/font][font=Tahoma]Her keys were now locked in my glovebox and felt more precious than gold.[/font] [font=Tahoma]"RUN!!!" The voice was continuing to push me onwards. The interstate darkened with the fading sunlight, reducing the other cars on the road to whizzing balls of light. I had been gripping the steering wheel as if it were a rescue tether, saving me from drowing. My shoulders were starting to ache from the pain. I was hungry. Certainly, I could just pull off for a bite... "RUN!!!" yelled the voice. I obeyed, out of fear.[/font] [font=Tahoma]Migod, what was happening to me? I never get panicky, I never hear voices in my head.[/font] [font=Tahoma]“Of course you do,” corrected the clear, male voice. “We just don’t usually start the conversation.”[/font] [font=Tahoma]"Enough,” I said to the empty car. [/font] [font=Tahoma]“RUN!!!!!!!” I was reminded.[/font] [font=Tahoma]Relived, I saw the familiar road signs indicating that my destination was not far ahead. I slowed the car down from it’s breakneck pace, slid down the exit ramp and entered on to the town road…forcing myself to not think of anything until I got to my friend’s house.[/font] [font=Tahoma]“RUN!!!” The voice screamed again. [/font] [font=Tahoma]I navigated the streets, feeling a sense of relaxation when greeted by the street sign that marked my friend's road. "[/font][font=Tahoma]Run…” The voice was quieter now. I glided past the familiar houses, fumbling through my glove box for her door opener. I inched the car in, and with a paranoid glance behind me, clicked the button to close the garage door. I grabbed my bag out of the back and patted the body of the car in appreciation. "Thank you, buddy," I mumbled. [/font] [font=Tahoma]My key let me enter without a struggle, and I quickly locked the door behind me. . The house was stark and quiet. I coughed from the stale air, and turned on lights in a few different rooms. I stepped down to the lower level, in to the guest room. I tossed the bag on the bed and sat down in a chair. [/font] [font=Tahoma]All of the sudden, I didn’t feel as scared, but terribly drained, almost sick. I shook the contents of my bag out on the bed, and looked at the perpetually happy face of the stuffed Beanie Baby that I brought as a companion...a little dog named "Rescue". [/font] [font=Tahoma]I took off my shoes, washed my hands, grabbed Rescue and stumbled across to Guru Sahib’s room. My mata-tek was more like a collapse. The tension of the entire evening had finally broken, and my body was convulsing with sobs.[/font] [font=Tahoma]*(To be continued...)[/font] [/QUOTE]
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