About Me:-
My name is Rajat Bagga Not anymore. I am now Rajat Singh. You see that Guy above, Yes that is me. I was not like that before.. I have gone through a transformation. A big Transformation.
This is how my story begins :-
After spending 30 years of worldly life I felt frustrated of living a life which didn’t have any meaning to me. I did everything I thought was good for my living. I had cut my hairs, started to drink (a lot), did all the things which pleased me and my circle of friends. Then one day (4th jan 2014) I got “Sick”, I had to spent hours completely immersed in hot water to make myself feel better and I could not do anything but listen, I started listening. I started listening about my religion (which I had lost), to Gurmat Vichars , Guru Saakhi’s, about the sacrifices of Sikhs for the Panth (religion) and one day I came across a thought which keep dwelling in my mind always attempting to change my life as per the divine’s Hukum.
Can I call myself a Gursikh, Oh forget about being a GurSikh , Can I even call myself a Sikh !!
This is a question which bugged me with my each breath.
Sikh religion has done so many sacrifices , sacrifices after sacrificies… Why?
Why did so many Sikhs( Bhai Mati Dasji, Bhai Sati Dasji, Bhai Dayalaji, Bhai Taru Singhji and many more..) and our Guru’s had to sacrifice so much to save our religion.?
When two executioners placed a double-handed saw on the head of Bhai Mati Dasji , he was asked if he had any parting words, to which Bhai Mati Dasji answered, “I request only that my head be turned towards my Guru as I am executed.” As the executioners begin the execution , Mati Dasji was not scared of anything but he started reciting Japji Sahib. He was sawn across from head to lions. It is said that even as the body was being sawn into two, the Japji continued to reverberate from each part until it was all over.
If somebody just “Poke” us with a pen/needle it will hurt us but imagine what pain Bhai Mati Dasji had to go through to save the sikh religion.
Bhai Dayana ji was thrown in the pot of hot water and boiled like you boil a piece of vegetable , Bhai Sati Dasji was wrapped up in cotton and set to fire..
They gave that sacrifice, there is one time we read in Ardaas —
ਜਿਨ੍ਹਾਂ ਸਿੰਘਾਂ ਸਿੰਘਣੀਆਂ ਨੇ ਧਰਮ ਹੇਤ ਸੀਸ ਦਿੱਤੇ, ਬੰਦ ਬੰਦ ਕਟਾਏ, ਖੋਪਰੀਆਂ ਲੁਹਾਈਆਂ,
ਚਰਖੀਆਂ ਤੇ ਚੜੇ, ਆਰਿਆਂ ਨਾਲ ਚਿਰਾਏ ਗਏ, ਉੱਬਲਦੀਆਂ ਦੇਗਾਂ ਵਿਚ ਬੈਠੇ, ਬੱਚਿਆਂ ਦੇ ਟੋਟੇ-ਟੋਟੇ ਕਰਵਾ ਕੇ ਝੋਲੀਆਂ ਵਿਚ ਪਵਾਏ, ਗੁਰਦਵਾਰਿਆਂ ਦੀ ਸੇਵਾ ਲਈ ਕੁਰਬਾਨੀਆਂ ਕੀਤੀਆਂ, ਧਰਮ ਨਹੀਂ ਹਾਰਿਆ, ਸਿੱਖੀ ਕੇਸਾਂ ਸੁਆਸਾਂ ਨਾਲ ਨਿਬਾਹੀ…..
Those young ladies who were mother’s having 1 month, 2 month years old babies with them … babies were taken from their mothers and in front of their mothers eyes their babies were chopped into small pieces. Imagine seeing your own child being cut into pieces what you would do. Some of us have young brothers or sisters, imagine someone cutting them in front of our own eyes into small piecies what would you do not just that they chopped them into small pieces and tied them onto a string and put it around your neck. Imagine how would you feel !!
It made me realised what must have those mothers been thinking, all those Gursikhs what were they thinking , Maybe they were thinking who cares if body goes, who care if my own child’s body is chopped into pieces, I am willing to sacrifice them today so that the next generation of sikh can believe in their religion freely.
If those Mothers, Gursikhs look down at us today what they must be thinking, is for this what we gave the sacrifice for? Is for this is what we allowed our children to be chopped into pieces that todays Sikh forget about what being a Sikh means to him/her. That todays Sikh stop believing in the Guru, that todays Sikh himself stop reading Gurbani, that todays Sikh cuts his own child’s hair, what must those mother been thinking… we need to think… they gave the sacrifices for us so that we could leave freely in this world and I was cutting my hairs.
I also came to know that there was a time when there was a value on the head of a sikh, that if someone saw a sikh and you chop a sikhs head off you were not punished instead you were given a reward for killing a sikh, that is how bad it was before. But today we have the freedom to follow our religion, we should follow our religion. We should realise the sacrifices of those who have given us the freedom to follow our religion and believe in our Guru which is greatest of all.
With these thoughts dwelling in my a mind this question was raised in front of me that question which changed my life… Can I call myself a Gursikh?? Or for that matter can I even call myself a Sikh?? .. 31 years have gone by living with the worldly affairs and but yet I could not even become a Sikh… When I read the sikh history I realised Great were the sikhs like Bhai Mati Dasji, Bhai Mani Singh, Bhai Taro singhji , so many years have gone by just lisening to Gurbani, Kirtan, bowing to the Guru Granth Sahibji but yet I could not even become a Sikh.
So many times we have come across this phrase :-
ਜਿਸ ਕਾ ਤਨੁ ਮਨੁ ਧਨੁ ਸਭੁ ਤਿਸ ਕਾ ਸੋਈ ਸੁਘੜੁ ਸੁਜਾਨੀ ॥
Jis Kaa Than Man Dhhan Sabh This Kaa Soee Sugharr Sujaanee ||
Body, mind, wealth and everything belong to Him; He alone is all-wise and all-knowing.
Have I given our body, mind, wealth and everything to our Guru.
So many years have gone by and yet i have not understood what is Sikhi..
I realised that I want to live a life where I could do something for my eternal Guru. I want to do things as per Guru's Hukum. But more importantly, I wanted understand what Guru's Hukum is by doing Nitmane. So I set out to attempt being a GurSikh, Ever since life has become a lot more meaningful and peaceful.
ਵਾਹਿਗੁਰੂ ਜੀ ਕਾ ਖਾਲਸਾ ਵਾਹਿਗੁਰੂ ਜੀ ਕੀ ਫਤਿਹ
