Lets be inspired to never give up… and do our best always.
Lets be inspired to never give up… and do our best always.
On Guru Nanak Jayanti, lets remember his teachings and follow the path set by him for a happy life.
Guru Nanak suggested to recite or meditate on mystical word (shabad-naam). His teachings are practiced in 3 ways:
 वंड-चखो = Share with others; help those in need
 कीरत करो = Make a living honestly (without exploitation/fraud)
 नाम जपो = Chant holy name of God thus remembering God all the time
Can you guess?
Today is Guru Nanak Jayanti. It is also known as Gurpurab.
Happy Gurpurab to all!
I learnt these shabads!. We will sing in the assembly tomorrow (27th November) to celebrate Guru Nanak Jayanti in school. We have a holiday on 28th.
It tells us to remember God and always have faith in Him.
I asked Nana to explain what it means:
 God gives whatever is asked from Him. Whatever Nanak speaks becomes true here and hereafter.
 One who has You over his head, O Lord, how can he suffer any pain. When intoxicated with Maya, he doesn’t know how to speak and he doesn’t remember death.
Which is the only Indian state capital which has derived its name from a national leader?
One day, in the court of King Sri Krishna Deva Rayulu of Vijaynagar, the court had assembled as usual. As they were discussing matters of the state, a shepherd ran in and fell before the feet of the King. His voice trembled as he said,”My Lord, I have come to you for justice.”
The king was amazed at what was happening. He picked the shepherd up and asked,”Please tell me what is the matter first.”
The shepherd between sobs, said,”My Lord, my neighbour is an old miser. He never paid money to repair his old walls and yesterday it finally crashed, killing my goat beneath it. Please ask him to compensate me for my loss.”
As the shepherd left after the king assured that he would look into the matter himself, Tenali Rama got up from his seat and told the king,”Sir, please give me some time. I feel there is more to this case than what the shepherd is saying. I will investigate and unravel the real culprit before you.”
With the king’s consent, Tenali Rama first summoned the neighbour of the shepherd. On hearing the charge he promptly replied,”My Lord, the blame does not rest with me. I hired a mason who, as it turns out did not do a good job. He is the one responsible for the shepherd’s loss.”
On hearing that, Rama called the mason to court. He in turn specified that he had hired a labourer to mix the cement. According to him, it was the labourer’s fault that the cement did not stick.
So it was the labourer’s turn to be summoned to the court next. He in turn said,”It is not me Sir, it is the man who brought the water.He poured more water than what was required and therefore the cement mixer was not strong enough. Please catch him.”
After the cement – mixer left, the man who had added the water came before Tenali. On hearing Rama’s accusation, he turned around and said,”Sir, the water carrier that I used was to big. It carried more water than what it should have. You must apprehend the shopkeeper who sold it to me.”
Now it was the turn of the shopkeeper. He made it clear that instead of holding him responsible, Tenali Rama should question the man who sold that water carrier to him. Rama asked the shopkeeper to send that man to him immediately.
Lo and behold, it was the shepherd who came back before Tenali Rama. The shopkeeper pointed to him and said,”Sir, he sold me the water carrier.”
Tenali Rama looked at he shepherd and said,”Look what happens when you do not work properly? One day it all comes back to you. I am sorry my friend, but your goat died because of your own fault. No one owns you any compensation.”
As the shepherd left the court, King Rayulu turned to Tenali Rama and said,”Well done, my friend, well done!”
A special birthday wish for a special person… Nana wrote this message especially for you. Happy Birthday Mom!
Vani and Parth
Akbar was a great admirer of Birbal. This made his courtiers and attendants jealous of Birbal. With the help of the court barber, they hatched a plot to get rid of him.
One day while trimming the Emperor’s beard, the barber said,”Huzoor! Last night I saw your father in my dreams.”
Akbar’s eyes opened wide with interest.
Fanning his emotions the barber continued,”Huzoor, your father said to me that everything is fine and great in Heaven but……”
“But? But what!” the Emperor pushed aside his hand which held the scissors, and looked at him in great concern.
The barber furtively looked here and there, and in a hushed voice whispered into the Emperor’s ears, “Jahanpanah there is no one to amuse him. He is missing a humorous company.
Now Akbar could only think of Birbal. He knew that the way to reach heaven was only death. A moment he was sad, but thinking of his father, he made up his mind.
He summoned Birbal and said, “I know Birbal you love me very much and you can sacrifice anything for me.”
Birbal tried to read the king’s mind, but could not guess anything. He said,”Yes, I do.”
“Then Birbal, please go to heaven to entertain my father,” Akbar entreated.
Birbal understood the wicked plan, but politely agreed saying,”I will do so, but I need time to prepare myself to go to heaven.”
The king readily gave him a week’s time.
Now Birbal was worried. He new that he could not escape from this situation. He racked his brain hard and finally found a solution.
He dug a ditch near his house which would serve as his grave, and made a tunnel from the ditch that led to a room in is house. He completed this in one week and returned to the court.
To Akbar, he said pleasantly,”Your Majesty, I am ready, but I have two conditions. First, I wish to be buried near my house. And second, I wish to be buried alive so that I can reach heaven alive to amuse your father.”
The king considered it as his last wish and agreed promptly.
So Birbal was buried alive near his house. As planned he escaped through the tunnel and lived in confinement for six months.
Then one day, he came out of the hiding with long beard and shabby hair. He asked permission to appear in the royal court.
Everyone was surprised to see him. Akbar’s eyes widened with wonder and delight. Anxiously he asked Birbal about his trip to heaven.
Birbal replied,” Your Majesty, I had a very good time there. Your father was so happy with my services that he gave me special permission to return to Earth.”
Akbar was overwhelmed,”Did he send any message for me?”
Birbal answered,”Yes, he has asked you to send your own barber to him immediately as there is no barber in the heaven.”
Then running his fingers through his beard, with a sheepish smile, he continued,”You can see this from my grown beard and shabby hair.”
Akbar understood everything. He rewarded Birbal, and gave a life sentence to the wicked barber.
1. I was the second female head of government in the world.
2. I adhered to the quasi-socialist policies of industrial development.
3. I was an Indian Politician who served as the third Prime Minister of India.