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Meanwhile in the elevator our heros... Current Kidney Situation: PP~PP The Multi-Dimensional
Gurbani Path of Life by Masteraani
Jee Acknowledgements: I would also like to thank the Gurdwara committee for putting the elevator out of use, without which it would not
have turned into an InterStellar elevator;
(thank you Gurdwara committee - where would
have all the spiders gone?) without which I wouldn’t have been able to visit Baba Attar Singh jee [basj] in Sunn-Khand; ("Hey," vaja toR interrupted, "have you heard the one about Sunn Khand's motto? ... Less is More, Nothing is
Most! … Hee hee ”) I am grateful to Baba Jee for taking time out [illus2] of his precious dhyian of the True One [illus1] in order
to let me interview him. (Whoa! Heavy! Looks promising - maybe the keertan nuts are not nuts after all) Abstract: 1.
First serve the Guru physically Unfortunately, and as our work shows, this interpretation is fundamentally primitive and immature. In order to analyze
[tukk-1] in a more sophisticated manner, we take the novel approach of conducting our analysis with the aid of several
other Gurbani tukks. Jedi Night Series Producer on the hotline with the
authors: “What do you think you are doing?!! Most of our readers had to give bribes to graduate from Kindergarten and you are giving them this PhD stuff?!! Do something adolescent-ish! NOW!” We heard a low boom nearby!! We all looked up with anticipation – but it was only the Conspiracy Kid, who was pretending to be
in deep thoughts (we knew it was him because it smelt of a deep nasty conspiracy). Our approach, referred to as the Multiple Tukk Analysis (MTA), lets us draw several fresh insights into the aforementioned
way of living. In addition, we show that MTA is a powerful and scalable technique that can be used to reach conclusions about
Gurbani's message using the minimum amount of logic. This property further demonstrates the utility of MTA, as past
work has shown that use of worldly logic is often counter-productive in interpreting Gurbani. In what follows, we use MTA
to present a fresh analysis of [tukk-1]. Another maaha
boom! This time vaja toR confessed, “It’s the maah dee daal!!” (what’s next? gobi de phull?!!) Our use of MTA, which by definition is analysis that is aided by several Gurbani tukks, relies on three Gurbani tukks
[tukk-2, tukk-3, tukk-4] in addition to [tukk-1]. MTA indicates that although one's bhagti does become finer and subtler as
one moves in the sequence of (1) seva, (2) simran, and (3) humility, there are at least two other valid sequences implied
by Gurbani. First, the reverse sequence ( Second, any sequence that starts from the second step (naam jaap) is also valid --- when one starts naam jaap, one gets
rid of one's ego [tukk-3]; furthermore, naam jaap is the equivalent to service of the Guru [tukk-4]. Based on these observations, we conclude that the Gurbani way of living is, in fact, a multi-dimensional path
on which one should simultaneously engage in seva, simran, and ego-give-up. Furthermore, naam jaap seems to the central concept
in walking this path.
[illus1] It's an illusion that Baba jee took out time from his dhyian of the True One. At Baba jee's avastha, dhyian
of the True One cannot be broken even for a fraction of any time unit [illus2].
[tukk-4]: nwmu hmwrY gur kI syv ]1] [MeraMera] "mera mera", "me, me" --------- Jori PhaR finished reading and looked up. Everyone fell silent. The abstract was no doubt a sophisticated piece
of writing but definitely not worth dying for - because at this point it had sunk into us that we would probably never
make it out alive of our imprisonment. Nobody knew we were in here and only WaheGuru knew what other dark deed the frog
had done with her wicked wizardly ways. My sister grabbed the book saying, "I'm sure you missed something!" She
read through it again. The illumination we had conjured with our
“WaheGuru” began
dimming out due to our disappointment with the book. Deflated, our “WaheGuru WaheGuru” quickly lost its focus, becoming less enthusiastic and far less concentrated. At this point, even my sister
was barely japping Naam - she was reading the abstract over and over again and barking at us to keep up the light. Then she
suddenly looked up. "How could we ... I be so dumb? Tera(n) Tera(n)! That's it!" She shot up from her sitting place and hit elevator buttons in the sequence 1313. Nothing happened. “Dead silence”. All we wanted was
the darn elevator door to open! Is that asking for too much from us kids (some of us smellier than others)? Our
“WaheGuru WaheGuru” ceased altogether and darkness enclosed us once more.
Then we heard a far-away rattling (no, it wasn’t me). A whining sound came
up from the bowels of the elevator shaft growing louder and shriller, piercing our inner eardrums. The elevator began
vibrating and shaking (PpPpPpPp) so much that we all fell to the floor, unable to maintain our balances. Terrified,
we started shrieking and screaming hysterically at the top of our lungs, yet we could barely hear ourselves. . .
(Future historians will no doubt debate whether I did indeed relieve myself during
those terrible moments; but I am here to testify (and if I am lying, may I drown in an AbbuKhana oasis –
oh oh water - :] – PP~PP~PP - I really need to think of something
else) that I didn't). Then suddenly the shaking and the thundering ceased.
The elevator started up, lights flashed (all 3 of them) as we took off at light speed! Within a nano-nano second we
smashed into the 3rd floor. Our bodies flew up, hit the ceiling, crashed and crumpled to the floor. But we continued flying upwards into space… To be continued…
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