Today, I Simply Bow My Head...

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 Today is Shri Guru Arjan Dev Ji's Shahidi Parv...Tbh...whenever I read about Guru Sahib's martyrdom, one thing always leaves me speechless. How does one endure so much torture at the behest of Jahangir in Lahore...yet remain immersed in Waheguru's will? I can't even imagine it. Perhaps that's why such sacrifices aren't meant to be understood fully...only bowed before. Later, Sikh history witnessed another such supreme sacrifice when Shri Guru Tegh Bahadur Sahib Ji gave his life under Auranga's tyranny for the sake of religious freedom. Different times...different rulers...same attempt to crush the spirit. Yet every single time, the Gurus stood taller than th thron. One more thing...I personally don't hold any grudge against Islam or its believers. History itself tells us Akbar respected the Sikh Gurus, visited them and even sat in Langar. The Gurus also had Muslim friends, followers and admirers who loved and helped them. So for me, the issue was never a faith...it was tyranny. Today, I simply bow my head before Shri Guru Arjan Dev Ji and whisper a thank you...for a sacrifice that still feels too vast for words.

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