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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="Mai Harinder Kaur" data-source="post: 99308" data-attributes="member: 3558"><p>These are difficult days. The world economy has tanked, crime and violence and drugs are almost everywhere. Many of us could use some encouragement and insight. I think this story offers both. </p><p> </p><p>One of my daughters-in-law sent this to me, and I think it's appropriate to share it here:</p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">Some years ago, on a hot summer day, a little boy</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole that was behind his</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">He flew into the water, not realising that as he swam toward the</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">middle of the lake, an crocodile was swimming toward the shore. </span></em></p><p></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YVK9luYdliA/SD9oQgaMNlI/AAAAAAAACuA/Njn7dDTgofg/s1600-h/crocodile_fishing_fish_in_mouth-710232.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YVK9luYdliA/SD9oQgaMNlI/AAAAAAAACuA/Njn7dDTgofg/s320/crocodile_fishing_fish_in_mouth-710232.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></a></span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">In the house, his mother was looking out the window. She saw the two</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">the water, yelling to her son as loudly as she could. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">Hearing her voice, the little boy became alarmed, and made a U-turn</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">to swim to his mother. It was too late. Just as he reached her, the</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">crocodile reached him. From the dock, the mother grabbed her little</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">boy by the arms, just as the crocodile snatched his legs. That began</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">a very incredible tug-of-war between the two. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">The crocodile was much stronger than the mother, but the mother was</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">much too passionate to let go. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">A farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams, raced from his</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">truck, took aim, and shot the crocodile. Remarkably, after weeks and</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">weeks in the hospital, the little boy Survived. His legs were</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. On his arms,</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">there were deep scratches where his mother's fingernails dug into his</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">flesh, in her effort to hang on to the son she loved. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">The newspaper reporter, who interviewed the boy after the trauma,</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">asked the boy if he would show him his scars. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">The boy lifted his pant legs. Then, with obvious pride, he said to</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">the reporter, 'But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms,</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">too. I have them because my Mom wouldn't let go.' </span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">You and I can identify with that little boy. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">We have scars, too. No, not from an crocodile, but the scars of a</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly, and have caused us</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">to let go. In the midst of your struggle, S/He's been right there,</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">holding on to you. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">Gurbani teaches that God loves you. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">You are a child of God. S/He wants to protect you, and provide for</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">you in every way. But, sometimes, we foolishly wade into dangerous</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">situations, not knowing what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life -</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">the terrifying world ocean - is filled with peril ~ and we forget</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">that anything can - and does - happen. That is when the tug-of-war</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">begins. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">If you have the scars of His/Her love on your arms, be very, very</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">grateful. S/He will not ever let you go.</span></em></p><p><strong><em><span style="color: #ff6600">Never judge other persons' scars, because you don't know how they got them</span></em></strong></p><p></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">(A successful person is one who can lay a firm foundation with the</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #ff6600">bricks that others throw at him or her.)</span></em></p><p></p><p>Chardi kala!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Mai Harinder Kaur, post: 99308, member: 3558"] These are difficult days. The world economy has tanked, crime and violence and drugs are almost everywhere. Many of us could use some encouragement and insight. I think this story offers both. One of my daughters-in-law sent this to me, and I think it's appropriate to share it here: [I][COLOR=#ff6600]Some years ago, on a hot summer day, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole that was behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not realising that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an crocodile was swimming toward the shore. [/COLOR][/I] [I][COLOR=#ff6600][/COLOR][/I] [I][COLOR=#ff6600][URL="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YVK9luYdliA/SD9oQgaMNlI/AAAAAAAACuA/Njn7dDTgofg/s1600-h/crocodile_fishing_fish_in_mouth-710232.jpg"][IMG]http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YVK9luYdliA/SD9oQgaMNlI/AAAAAAAACuA/Njn7dDTgofg/s320/crocodile_fishing_fish_in_mouth-710232.jpg[/IMG][/URL][/COLOR][/I] [I][COLOR=#ff6600]In the house, his mother was looking out the window. She saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward the water, yelling to her son as loudly as she could. [/COLOR][/I] [I][COLOR=#ff6600]Hearing her voice, the little boy became alarmed, and made a U-turn to swim to his mother. It was too late. Just as he reached her, the crocodile reached him. From the dock, the mother grabbed her little boy by the arms, just as the crocodile snatched his legs. That began a very incredible tug-of-war between the two. [/COLOR][/I] [I][COLOR=#ff6600]The crocodile was much stronger than the mother, but the mother was much too passionate to let go. [/COLOR][/I] [I][COLOR=#ff6600]A farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams, raced from his truck, took aim, and shot the crocodile. Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy Survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. On his arms, there were deep scratches where his mother's fingernails dug into his flesh, in her effort to hang on to the son she loved. [/COLOR][/I] [I][COLOR=#ff6600]The newspaper reporter, who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked the boy if he would show him his scars. [/COLOR][/I] [I][COLOR=#ff6600]The boy lifted his pant legs. Then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, 'But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Mom wouldn't let go.' [/COLOR][/I] [I][COLOR=#ff6600]You and I can identify with that little boy. [/COLOR][/I] [I][COLOR=#ff6600]We have scars, too. No, not from an crocodile, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly, and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, S/He's been right there, holding on to you. [/COLOR][/I] [I][COLOR=#ff6600]Gurbani teaches that God loves you. [/COLOR][/I] [I][COLOR=#ff6600]You are a child of God. S/He wants to protect you, and provide for you in every way. But, sometimes, we foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life - the terrifying world ocean - is filled with peril ~ and we forget that anything can - and does - happen. That is when the tug-of-war begins. [/COLOR][/I] [I][COLOR=#ff6600]If you have the scars of His/Her love on your arms, be very, very grateful. S/He will not ever let you go.[/COLOR][/I] [B][I][COLOR=#ff6600]Never judge other persons' scars, because you don't know how they got them[/COLOR][/I][/B] [B][I][COLOR=#ff6600][/COLOR][/I][/B] [I][COLOR=#ff6600](A successful person is one who can lay a firm foundation with the bricks that others throw at him or her.)[/COLOR][/I] Chardi kala! [/QUOTE]
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