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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="spnadmin" data-source="post: 129093" data-attributes="member: 35"><p>This luminous novel sends an ailing man named Kirpal Singh, known as Kip, on a grueling journey by train across northern India to Kashmir and into his past, which rises from a sea of summoned memories.</p><p></p><p>That past becomes the story’s present. Kip, son of a military hero, joins the Indian army when his father is killed in the line of duty. He is posted to headquarters in the mountains of Kashmir, a beautiful, remote, and violently contested region cloaked in glaciers. Surprisingly — for Kip is a Sikh, a class of legendary warriors — the youth is sent not into combat but to the general’s kitchen, where he earnestly sets about mastering the varied cuisines demanded by the officers’ sophisticated palates. Outside the kitchen, Kip remains an innocent, bewildered and ultimately defeated by what he learns about the human cost of national rivalries and sectarian hatred.</p><p></p><p>Jaspreet Singh creates a swirl of sensual allusions, from the herbs and spices of Indian cooking, to the silken allure of women Kip dares not touch, to the withering heat of the subcontinent and the unearthly cold of the Kashmiri peaks. The sensuality adorns without obscuring the solemn core of the story, the small tragedy of a young patriot who comes to realize that he doesn’t know his country at all.</p><p></p><p>Readers who are less than au courant will be astonished to hear that Emily Gould is the latest media “It” girl. After leaving, in her mid-20s, her super-cool job as editor of the gossip blog Gawker.com, she appeared in The New York Times Magazine anointed as the voice of her generation. Celebrity ensued.</p><p></p><p>Readers will be astonished to hear it because no such ambitious and culturally savvy young person is in evidence here, in Gould’s snarky, shrugging, sexually exhibitionistic account of her life to date. A self-described “prickly and pretentious little jerk,” she emerges in these pages as a jaded underachiever who feeds her appetite for self-pity by orchestrating failure, whether by dropping out of college, settling for and then huffily quitting dead-end waitressing jobs, or sinking her one long-term relationship by cheating on her boyfriend. She even buys a puppy she doesn’t want, just so she can fail at dog ownership.</p><p></p><p>Gould is glib and quick with a putdown. She may yet prove capable of becoming her generation’s Fran Lebowitz. But she needs to wake up to the movable feast around her and stop gazing only in the mirror.</p><p></p><p>If you asked her, Tilly Farmer would say she has the perfect life, though you might think she’s in a rut. Married to her high school sweetheart and hoping for a baby, Tilly works as a guidance counselor at the same small-town school she graduated from 15 years ago. There she happily organizes the proms and musical productions she remembers fondly from her own teenage years. Tilly considers herself the community’s font of stability. When people break, Tilly likes to think, she fixes them.</p><p></p><p>At the local fairgrounds one summer day, she wanders into the fortune-telling tent and comes away with what the fortune-teller — another old schoolmate — calls “the gift of clarity.” Before long Tilly begins to slip into trances that reveal unsettling visions — her alcoholic father falling off the wagon, her husband packing up a moving van — all the more unsettling as they begin to come true. Suddenly Tilly must figure out how to fix the one thing that has never broken before: herself.</p><p></p><p>Allison Winn Scotch deserves credit for attempting to customize the chick-lit formula — and with magic realism, no less — but not too much credit. A formula it remains, cute and predictable.</p><p></p><p>Amanda Heller, a critic and editor who lives in Newton, can be reached at <a href="mailto:ahellerst@gmail.com">ahellerst@gmail.com</a>. </p><p></p><p><a href="http://www.boston.com/ae/books/articles/2010/06/27/short_takes_boston_globe/" target="_blank">Short Takes - The Boston Globe</a></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="spnadmin, post: 129093, member: 35"] This luminous novel sends an ailing man named Kirpal Singh, known as Kip, on a grueling journey by train across northern India to Kashmir and into his past, which rises from a sea of summoned memories. That past becomes the story’s present. Kip, son of a military hero, joins the Indian army when his father is killed in the line of duty. He is posted to headquarters in the mountains of Kashmir, a beautiful, remote, and violently contested region cloaked in glaciers. Surprisingly — for Kip is a Sikh, a class of legendary warriors — the youth is sent not into combat but to the general’s kitchen, where he earnestly sets about mastering the varied cuisines demanded by the officers’ sophisticated palates. Outside the kitchen, Kip remains an innocent, bewildered and ultimately defeated by what he learns about the human cost of national rivalries and sectarian hatred. Jaspreet Singh creates a swirl of sensual allusions, from the herbs and spices of Indian cooking, to the silken allure of women Kip dares not touch, to the withering heat of the subcontinent and the unearthly cold of the Kashmiri peaks. The sensuality adorns without obscuring the solemn core of the story, the small tragedy of a young patriot who comes to realize that he doesn’t know his country at all. Readers who are less than au courant will be astonished to hear that Emily Gould is the latest media “It” girl. After leaving, in her mid-20s, her super-cool job as editor of the gossip blog Gawker.com, she appeared in The New York Times Magazine anointed as the voice of her generation. Celebrity ensued. Readers will be astonished to hear it because no such ambitious and culturally savvy young person is in evidence here, in Gould’s snarky, shrugging, sexually exhibitionistic account of her life to date. A self-described “prickly and pretentious little jerk,” she emerges in these pages as a jaded underachiever who feeds her appetite for self-pity by orchestrating failure, whether by dropping out of college, settling for and then huffily quitting dead-end waitressing jobs, or sinking her one long-term relationship by cheating on her boyfriend. She even buys a puppy she doesn’t want, just so she can fail at dog ownership. Gould is glib and quick with a putdown. She may yet prove capable of becoming her generation’s Fran Lebowitz. But she needs to wake up to the movable feast around her and stop gazing only in the mirror. If you asked her, Tilly Farmer would say she has the perfect life, though you might think she’s in a rut. Married to her high school sweetheart and hoping for a baby, Tilly works as a guidance counselor at the same small-town school she graduated from 15 years ago. There she happily organizes the proms and musical productions she remembers fondly from her own teenage years. Tilly considers herself the community’s font of stability. When people break, Tilly likes to think, she fixes them. At the local fairgrounds one summer day, she wanders into the fortune-telling tent and comes away with what the fortune-teller — another old schoolmate — calls “the gift of clarity.” Before long Tilly begins to slip into trances that reveal unsettling visions — her alcoholic father falling off the wagon, her husband packing up a moving van — all the more unsettling as they begin to come true. Suddenly Tilly must figure out how to fix the one thing that has never broken before: herself. Allison Winn Scotch deserves credit for attempting to customize the chick-lit formula — and with magic realism, no less — but not too much credit. A formula it remains, cute and predictable. Amanda Heller, a critic and editor who lives in Newton, can be reached at [email]ahellerst@gmail.com[/email]. [url=http://www.boston.com/ae/books/articles/2010/06/27/short_takes_boston_globe/]Short Takes - The Boston Globe[/url] [/QUOTE]
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