Experiences With Bhai Sahib Randheer Singh jee

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Experiences With Bhai Sahib Randheer Singh jee

By Bibi Harsharan Kaur & Principal Gurmukh Singh jee

Atam Rang, July 1999

Translated by Admin www.tapoban.org

First Encounter

We had heard about the Gurmat lifestyle of most respected father, Bhai

Sahib

Bhai Randheer Singh jee in Srinagar. We had heard of his name before

and

that he had spent 16 years in prison. We had heard about him being a

patriot

and about his role in the Gurdvara Rakab Ganj struggle, but it was in

Srinagar where we first heard about his life as a devotee at the feet

of the

Guru. We heard about him this way: there were a brother and sister who

were

detached from worldly life. They remained in Satsang. They used to

discuss

which path would let them be accepted at the door of the Satguru and

thus be

ferried across the world-ocean. They used to go to Satsang, read BaaNee

and

eventually, they came to the realisation that one of them was soon to

depart. They decided that whoever left first, would come back and tell

the

other what to do. By Akaal Purakh's will, the sister passed away first.

As

per the promise, her soul returned to meet her brother and said "The

path

upon which we were travelling is the right one, but it's most important

to

receive Amrit and doing Satsang while keeping Rehit. I'll tell you

about

some of the Guru's beloved Satsangees and you should certainly go see

them."

She encouraged her brother to go to Narangvaal and to remain on the

Gursikhi

path while reciting naam and staying in Satsangat. The brother heard

all

this and told his friends. We also heard all this and coincidentally,

we

were coming upon a vacation. We arrived at the Poh Suptamee at

Narangvaal

and for the first time heard a raN sabaaiee keertan. We heard it, and

the

effect was such that our relationship was forever established (with

this

Jatha). This was our first meeting with Bhai Sahib.

Meeting Bhai Sahib

It was our second or third vacation and we were staying in Ludhiana. We

came

and found out that Bhai Sahib was not longer in Narangvaal but in

Ludhiana's

Model Town. He was living in house #79. We were very excited to go meet

him.

This all happened around 1951. We weren't amritdhaaree, and my husband

(Col.

Daljeet Singh jee) wasn't even keshdhaaree. However we definitely loved

going to keertans. So, my husband alone went to Model Town Gurdvara to

enquire about Bhai Sahib. It was a Sunday and keertan was taking place.

My

husband heard the keertan and after the bhog, he followed Bhai Sahib on

foot. Bhai Sahib was in the lead and the other Singhs walked to house

#79.

My husband also entered the house and asked, to see Bhai Sahib. In

response

one carefree-type Singh said "not now, Bhai Sahib is resting." But Col.

Daljeet Singh was called in from the inside. When Col. Daljeet Singh

went

in, he was a man who had been without kesh for 17 years and was wearing

a

borrowed reddish dastaar which he didn't even know how to tie properly.

Little hair were coming out of the dastaar and his beard was trimmed.

But as

soon as he entered, Bhai Sahib sat him down with love and asked how he

was.

My husband's heart was won over. Col. Daljeet Singh asked "if I have

your

permission, may I come have your darshan in the future?"

Bhai Sahib replied sweetly, "Oh, you should certainly come! I will have

YOUR

darshan. And be sure to bring your wife as well."

Col. Sahib returned home and there was a unique happiness on his face,

and

he was thinking "Bhai Sahib has given so much love to a patit like me,

and

asked me to be sure to come again. Imagine that he said to me, 'I'll

happily

have your darshan too.'"

That divinely coloured soul, sent from the Guru's door could see the

future

of this lost person, and knew the Guru was about to take him in, and

knew it

was his duty to bring this lost one to the Guru's door.

In Delhi

After some time, we went to Delhi. One day I was in the Chandnee Chounk

Bazzar buying some winter items when at the Red Fort bus stand I saw a

bust

stop and out came some women with dastaars. I saw this and was

astounded. I

wondered where they had come from. Usually no one like this could be

seen. I

saw those Gurmukhi forms and was internally drawn towards them. I

asked,

"Who are you? Where do you live?"

They replied "We are from Ludhiana, and we're here because of the

yearly

Delhi Dussehra Smaagam. Today, the keertan will be at the PahaaR Ganj

Gurdvara and tomorrow will be the RaN Sabaaiee at Bangla Sahib."

I quickly took a taxi home and asked my husband to quickly get ready

and

take me to the PahaaR Ganj Gurdvara. He agreed. When we arrived in the

Sangat, before us we saw Bapoo Jee (Bhai Sahib Randheer Singh) with

both his

arms on a bairaagaN, clanging his KaRas, lost in the Shabad "Gobind mun

mohiaa jeeo. Santan kai parsaad agaadh kanthay lag sohiaa jeeo."

The women I had seen at the Red Fort were the same ones doing keertan.

Those

were Bibi Updaysh Kaur and Gurcharan Kaur. That scene and that current

immersed into me. The world was forgotten. What I saw before me cannot

be

described.

The next day we arrived at the raN sabaiee and the whole night, amrit

rained

down. This was beyond words or descriptions. Then I don't know where

those

souls went (from the smaagam). I searched for them, but couldn't find

them.

Meeting Chaanee Jee

One day my husband came home and said that he had found a Singh from

the

Jatha. He was living in Delhi and did keertan as well. The next day he

brought the Singh with him. He seemed like he was from another world.

He

spoke in a different way too. And what he said was different too. He

would

eat nothing but I noticed a sense of happiness and care-freeness from

him.

This was our first meeting with Singhs. That Singh was Chaanee Jee. His

full

name is Bhai Preetam Singh but Bhai Sahib used to call him Chaanee jee

out

of love. In keertans, he would play the tabla. At that time, he was a

Sarblohi Singh.

Becoming Amritdhaaree

We began to find out about keertan programs and began to go to the

Sunday

keertans. We found Satsangat. My husband began to keep his kesh and

wear a

dastaar. The Sangat of Gursikhs and their loving ways made our lives

beautiful and sweet. One day, Col. Piara Singh jee came to Delhi to

visit

his son Major Inderjeet Singh. Due to some business regarding his son,

he

came to our house. Meeting him at that time made our desire to receive

amrit

very intense. Then Poh Sudee Suptmee came and we went to Ludhiana. We

went

to meet Bapoo jee and he lovingly met us. "Oh Bhai! You are very

fortunate!

Your wife is also very fortunate! Even the Bibi's mother is fortunate!"

With his amrit-filled glance, he took us lowly, worldly ones, stuck and

covered in the mud of maya and washed us with the rain of praise. He

said,

"Take Amrit (amrit chakk lo)." My husband replied, "My wife is hesitant

to

wear a dastaar." Bhai Sahib then said, "She will certainly take amrit."

Those words became true. Satguru jee gave us the gift of Amrit.

Our desire to see Bhai Sahib increased. After short intervals, we'd

come to

Ludhiana to see him, and by doing so, our souls would blossom. If any

question arose when meeting him, he would answer it without us even

asking.

He was really the knower of the heart, and could guess what was within

it.

One day Bhai Sahib asked "Do you know any shabads?" I said, "Jee, I

know

one." "Fine, let's hear it." Jaan Sukhaalaa jee went and got the joRee.

I

sang the shabad "Keeo shingaar milan kay taaee(n). Har na milay

jagjeevan

gosaaee(n)." Hearing the Shabad, Bhai Sahib was very happy. He gave me

so

much love. With this shabad, our relationship was made even closer.

Meeting a 'Sant'

One day two young, unknowing girls from Bhai Sahib's family along with

a

friend went to see a Sant's smaagam at a dera. There, there was a huge

crowd. People were rushing to see the Sant. The sevaadaars would take

some

select people near the Sant, and the rest of the people stood waiting

in the

sun. These two bibis with their dastaars could be seen from far away.

The

Sant called them close and said "Some people are very

fundamentalist..."

etc. He was saying all this because the bibis hadn't bowed before the

Sant,

and only said Fateh. So they returned after hearing a lot from the

Sant.

Because they had gone with their friend without taking permission, they

were

afraid. One said "Now Bapoo jee will scold us." The other then said "We

won't tell him."

When they returned, no one knew they had gone to the Dera. Then one

Singh

came and said that Bhai Sahib was summoning the two bibis. We

understood,

but we couldn't believe he knew. When we went inside Bhai Sahib said,

"Have

you gotten the darshan of the Saadh? Did you hear the slander of

Gursikhs?

What did you not have that you went there to get? Bibi! Satguru jee has

given you birth in the house of Gursikhs, and so you are fortunate. You

received amrit in your mouths, which has no equal. He has given you the

gift

of Naam and a place in the Sangat. Even more blessings were given and

you

were given the gift of keertan. What did you want that you went there?"

We asked for forgiveness and said "Bapoo jee, we just went to see what

happens there. We've made a mistake. We also thought that you wouldn't

know

and no one would know. We've made a big mistake. Forgive us. "

Bhai Sahib didn't say any of this in front of anyone and scolded us in

private.

Blessings of Keertan

One day Bhai Sahib called us and said "Bibi! The committee of Gurdvara

Aalamgeer has printed their yearly Smaagam posters without asking us

and

written that The Jatha will do the three hour Amrit Vela Aasaa dee Vaar

and

then open keertan too, until the dhaadees begin."

I was worried. Bibi Gurdeesh Kaur had gone to her in-laws and she was

our

main keertanee. We said, "Baapoo jee, we can't do it. Gurdeesh Kaur

isn't

here. There will be a big gathering of sangat there." Bhai Sahib then

said,

"What are you going to do? Satguru jee is going to do it. You just go."

With Bibi Daler Kaur, the two of us and a Singh on the joRee, we left.

It

was as if someone had given us something magical to drink. We only

became

conscious after the final chhakaa. When we got up and came out, it was

as if

our feet weren't touching the ground, just floating on it. We went home

and

went straight to Bhai Sahib. He was strolling outside. He saw us and

began

to laugh. He said "My pair of precious jewels did so well!" We said

"But you

were with us though..." He gave us so much love and then said "Ask for

what

you want." What could we ask for? We couldn't speak. Our insides were

asking

for that same awareness that he experienced. Vahiguru, Vahiguru! If we

write

this story, it'll never end. This all took place around 1957-58. It's

true

that Guru Sahib himself takes the seva of keertan from us. That day the

two

of us did keertan seva with love and then Satguru jee gave us countless

blessings.

1965

The 1965 war had started. We were at Ferozepur Cantonment. Without

warning,

the army crossed the Satluj and all the houses and barracks emptied

around

us. The whole area was silent and empty. No one could come to take the

children from the house at that time. The whole area was deserted, the

streets empty, and all buildings uninhabited. Night fell. No light

could be

seen for miles. At a distance was a church, nothing else. Anyone could

break

the windows of those big bungalows and easily enter. In our house were

three

girls and six-month-old baby. No other servants or caretakers. All

Quarters

were empty around us. That was a terrifying night. I fell unconscious

with

fright. Then Bapoo jee came and stood before me. He said, "Get up Bibi!

Why

are you afraid? I'm here now. The Guru is with you. Nothing can happen

to

you. Get up and recite the shabad. He sang the shabad with me

"Bhairo(n)

Mahulla 5. Oothat sukheeaa baaithat sukheeaa..." He sang this entire

shabad.

I got up and took the Amrit Keertan Pothee and read this shabad over

and

over. All my fears went away. Morning came and someone came to get us

and I

happily went to my own home. Remember that Bhai Sahib had left us in

1961.

This event happened in 1965.

Stories from Pr. Gurmukh Singh jee:

Bibi Bhupinder Kaur jee's Keertan

This is a story of Bibi Bhupinder Kaur jee, wife of Bhai Soorat Singh

Pooran

jee. I heard this story from them and wrote it down so our keertanee

Singhs

and Bibis can learn something from it. Bibi jee had learnt to do

keertan in

classical raags at a very young age. Bibi jee used to go to Narangvaal

for

the Poh Sudee Satvee(n) gupurab to celebrate the arrival of Dashmesh

pita

jee. She tells us that once she prepared 25 new shaabads for the

smaagam so

that they could be done at four or five turns at keertan. But what

happened

was the opposite. When she arrived at Narangvaal, Sodar was concluding

and

upon arriving, Bhai Sahib called her to the stage and asked her to sing

keertan. At that deevaan after Sodar, one by one, all 25 shabads were

sung

and Bhai Sahib was very happy. He said "sing more!" But he knew that I

had

no other shabads prepared. He then said.."That's it? You're empty? You

came

so full. Well, prepare more for the morning."

Bibi Bhupinder Kaur thought to herself "all the shabads I had prepared,

Bhai

Sahib has heard in the first sitting. How will I do 5 more divaans? But

know

this as truth that the bliss I got after becoming empty at that smaagam

is

one of my unforgettable memories. I don't know how Guru Sahib first

emptied

me and then with his own blessings made me do keertan. We think that WE

do

keertan. Satguru jee himself comes within us and takes this seva. It's

like

"Nanak jant vajaaiyaa vaajai"

The above story teaches us that Satugur jee himself blesses us and

makes us

do keertan. By becoming "empty" and then doing keertan while attached

to the

feet of the Guru, we get a totally different type of enjoyment. The

ones who

listen to keertan always remain in enjoyment if they listen to keertan

with

their consciousness but Keertanees are always either "full" (with new

shabads) or "empty". Keertan is a gift, not an art.

Bhai Santa Singh & Bhai Sahib

Bhai Santa Singh (IAS Rtd.) told me this story. At 79 Modelt Town

Ludhiana,

he and Bhai Bava Singh used to help bathe Bhai Sahib at Amrit Vela

(1.30AM-2AM). Then Bhai Bava Singh began to stay at Kumarhatti to do

seva in

the Gurdvara there, and then Bhai Santa Singh began to do this seva

alone.

Bhai Santa Singh tells us, "One day while helping Bhai Sahib bathe, a

thought entered my mind that 'if there was no mighty Singh like me to

do

this seva here, then no one would've been able to lift Bhai Sahib's big

frame, and Bhai Sahib wouldn't have been able to bathe.' At that time,

Bhai

Sahib was sitting on a wooden stool. After he bathed, I used to put my

arms

underneath his, and raise him with my strength. That day, when the

thought

was in my head, I don't know how Bhai Sahib found out about it. When I

was

raising him from under his arms that day, it felt as if Bhai Sahib was

heavier. I tried with even more strength than usual that day but I

couldn't

lift Bhai Sahib. Then, in pride of my youthfulness, I gave it all my

strength, but Bhai Sahib didn't budge. Bhai Sahib kept laughing and

saying

"Oi Santa Singh! What's happened to you today? Why aren't you lifting

and

standing me up?"

I understood what he was saying and said in a crying voice "Bapoo jee,

today

I'm powerless. You yourself, please stand up." Then, with just a little

bit

of my effort, Bhai Sahib himself stood up. Everything was hidden in his

laughter. He said nothing more to me. This hint was enough for me to

understand that what pride could I have over my strength? This strength

was

all Akaal's gift and this seva was also his gift.

Man too(n) mut maaN karaih(n) jih hou(n) kicch jaaNdaa, Gurmukh

nimaaNaa

hoho. (panna 441)

Jo jaanai mai jobanvant. So hovat bishtaa kaa jant. (panaa, 278)