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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="Archived_Member5" data-source="post: 100559" data-attributes="member: 2249"><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: #333333"><span style="font-family: 'Baskerville Old Face'">It is similar to a take told to me by my late mother. It was to illustrate the power of a mother’s love but I saw many lessons to be learnt by it.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: #333333"><span style="font-family: 'Baskerville Old Face'">A beautiful young man walked along a road on a busy hot summer’s day. He espied a crowd and, his curiosity aroused he moved towards the crowd to enquire as to what the commotion was about. At the fore of the crowd stood a woman, speaking eloquently to a smitten and enraptured audience. He moved closer to the lady and fell in love with her. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: #333333"><span style="font-family: 'Baskerville Old Face'">‘’Will you marry me’’ he spoke at last. ‘’For your words and heart beguile me, and I am taken by your articulate speech’’. The lady laughed and continued speaking. The man spoke again and with an almost fierce and urgent tone repeated his request. The lady then spoke. ‘’Tell me who do you love most in the entire world?’’ The boy replied ‘’my Mother, she is more dear to me than life itself’’</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: #333333"><span style="font-family: 'Baskerville Old Face'">‘’To prove your ardent love and devotion, I request that you bring to me your mothers heart’’. The boy pleaded for her to reconsider and request of him anything but his Mothers heart. She laughed and dismissed him, returning to her talk. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: #333333"><span style="font-family: 'Baskerville Old Face'">The boy moved away and hastened home. Upon arriving home he saw his mother sleeping in the mid day sun. Anger rose within him at the woman’s petulance and he vowed to prove himself. Without further consideration he took a sharp knife and cut out his mother’s heart whilst she lay sleeping. Having executed the deed he ran out of the door and towards the gathered crowd along the way.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: #333333"><span style="font-family: 'Baskerville Old Face'">As he ran, the heart spoke to him ‘’Lal, my darling, don’t run so, you might stumble and hurt yourself. Upon hearing his mothers words and accustomed to obeying her, he slowed pace until he reached the place where the lady remained talking to her friends. He pushed through the crowd, until he reached the Lady who looked surprised to see him again.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: #333333"><span style="font-family: 'Baskerville Old Face'">‘’Here’’ he spoke with outstretched hand, ‘’Here is my mother’s heart as you requested’’. The lady looked surprised and when gathering her thoughts she spoke thus. ‘’My dear, if you are willing on a whim to kill your mother for a love you feel for me, what will arise when another captures your imagination, will I meet the same fate and end as your poor mother. I adamantly refuse to marry one who professes to love one, and murder the same for another, what would become of me if you tired of me’’ saying this she turned away and continued speaking to her friends.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: #333333"><span style="font-family: 'Baskerville Old Face'">In one day the man lost his dear wise Mother and his Love. It is a lesson in scruples and of a mother’s steadfast unconditional devotion for her child’s welfare.</span></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Archived_Member5, post: 100559, member: 2249"] [SIZE=3][COLOR=#333333][FONT=Baskerville Old Face]It is similar to a take told to me by my late mother. It was to illustrate the power of a mother’s love but I saw many lessons to be learnt by it.[/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=#333333][FONT=Baskerville Old Face]A beautiful young man walked along a road on a busy hot summer’s day. He espied a crowd and, his curiosity aroused he moved towards the crowd to enquire as to what the commotion was about. At the fore of the crowd stood a woman, speaking eloquently to a smitten and enraptured audience. He moved closer to the lady and fell in love with her. [/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=#333333][FONT=Baskerville Old Face]‘’Will you marry me’’ he spoke at last. ‘’For your words and heart beguile me, and I am taken by your articulate speech’’. The lady laughed and continued speaking. The man spoke again and with an almost fierce and urgent tone repeated his request. The lady then spoke. ‘’Tell me who do you love most in the entire world?’’ The boy replied ‘’my Mother, she is more dear to me than life itself’’[/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=#333333][FONT=Baskerville Old Face]‘’To prove your ardent love and devotion, I request that you bring to me your mothers heart’’. The boy pleaded for her to reconsider and request of him anything but his Mothers heart. She laughed and dismissed him, returning to her talk. [/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=#333333][FONT=Baskerville Old Face]The boy moved away and hastened home. Upon arriving home he saw his mother sleeping in the mid day sun. Anger rose within him at the woman’s petulance and he vowed to prove himself. Without further consideration he took a sharp knife and cut out his mother’s heart whilst she lay sleeping. Having executed the deed he ran out of the door and towards the gathered crowd along the way.[/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=#333333][FONT=Baskerville Old Face]As he ran, the heart spoke to him ‘’Lal, my darling, don’t run so, you might stumble and hurt yourself. Upon hearing his mothers words and accustomed to obeying her, he slowed pace until he reached the place where the lady remained talking to her friends. He pushed through the crowd, until he reached the Lady who looked surprised to see him again.[/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=#333333][FONT=Baskerville Old Face]‘’Here’’ he spoke with outstretched hand, ‘’Here is my mother’s heart as you requested’’. The lady looked surprised and when gathering her thoughts she spoke thus. ‘’My dear, if you are willing on a whim to kill your mother for a love you feel for me, what will arise when another captures your imagination, will I meet the same fate and end as your poor mother. I adamantly refuse to marry one who professes to love one, and murder the same for another, what would become of me if you tired of me’’ saying this she turned away and continued speaking to her friends.[/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][COLOR=#333333][FONT=Baskerville Old Face]In one day the man lost his dear wise Mother and his Love. It is a lesson in scruples and of a mother’s steadfast unconditional devotion for her child’s welfare.[/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE] [/QUOTE]
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