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"Daas ji,  hurry up and lets finish the langar seva and go see Pita ji's new kukoors" Sister urged excitedly. Pita ji had just come in with the news of his newest kukoor, and Sister was eager to see it.

"Calm down sister dear, it's only just little pappi, what's so great about that?" Daas replied.

"Oh but I love to watch Pita ji training the kukoors Please hurry up." Sister pleaded.
 
Daas was anxious to see the new paapi too, but didn't want to let on. "OK i'm ready let's go," he said trying to sound reluctant. It really was a lot of fun to see Pita ji with his kukoors, but Daas wanted to be cool, and not get all carried away like his older sister.  Girls, they always have to make sach a fuss. "If you're in sach a big hurry, then come on, and I'll race you, we’ll see who gets there first," Daas teased. "I'll even give you a head start," and they both took off running, and laughing.

"Wait up Daas, You're too fast for me, Sister called to him when he got way ahead.
 
"Hurry up, Slow down, Girls can never make up their minds." Daas laughed out of breath. "Come on," he said pulling her by the hand, "we're almost there. Let's do the Wah walk, the rest of the way. Wah, Guru, Wah, Guru, Wah, Guru, left foot first, Wah Guru."

"Oh look there's the little pappi, isn't he small? It's hard to believe someday he'll be as big as Pita jis other kukoors," Sister remarked.

"Yeah, and he's been playing in a mud puddle and got him self all dirty again, after Pita ji just gave him a bath," Daas pointed out, and he bent over to pat the kukoors head.

Sister stroked his little ears. "They are so silky", she said softly.

Pita ji came up just then. The pappi wiggled and squirmed, and yapping, ran over and jumped right up onto Pita ji, Pita ji picked the pappi up and held him in his arms, he sat down and held the pappi in his lap and gave him so much love.

"Look Daas, no amount of dirt can ever stick to Pita ji, He is so clean, see how he has that little pappi all cleaned up again," sister said reverently.

"Yes Pita ji is stainless, yet, He removes all stains," Daas replied.

When the pappi calmed down, Pita ji gave him a little taste of Naam da laddoo. The pappi looked quite contented. He put the pappi down and it followed Him nicely to where the other Kukoors sat waiting.

Pita ji gave Naam da laddoo to each Kukoor in turn. They all gazed at Him lovingly. The little pappi looked at the kukoors being fed longingly. He couldn't stand it any more and began barking "Gruuu, grrru." Then he jumped on Pita ji again.

"Pita ji has so much patience with that pappi. See how he waits for him to calm down, then rewards him with the taste of Naam da laddoo," Daas told sister.

"Yes Daas, you are a lot like Pita ji that way.  You are always patient with me when ever i have trouble learning something," Sister replied sweetly.

"Well you're Ok for a girl" Daas smiled. “Only thing is i can't reward you with Naam da laddoo, Only Pita ji can do that."

"The sweetness of your nature is my reward," Sister replied, looking into her brothers eyes, "and your love.  Oh look now Daas, Pita ji has that pappi sitting nicely, He is already beginning to behave like one of His matured kukoors."

"Yup", Daas agreed, "And look at the big taste he got, this time, of Naam da Laddoo. He'll be a big kukoor in no time and just as well behaved."

"Just like you," his older sister said with a big smile, "I remember when you were just a little pappi too."

 

Among so many dogs, I am an outcast; I bark for my body's belly||
Without devotional worship, O Nanak, even so, still, my Master's Name does not leave me ||4||1||<795> 
                                                                                                                    

I am a dog at Your Court, Lord||
I open my snout and bark before it ||1||Pause||<969>
                                                                          

Kabeer, I am the Lord's dog; Moti is my name||
There is a chain around my neck; wherever I am pulled, I go ||74||<1368>
                                                                                       

Grasping hold of the hem of His robe, O brother, we are carried across an ocean of fear and pain||
By His Glance of Grace, He has blessed us, O brother, He shall be with us until the very end||
My mind and body are soothed and calmed, O brother, nourished by the food of the Naam||
Nanak has entered His Sanctuary, O brother, the Lord is the Destroyer of sins||9||1||<639>

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