संत संग अपबर्ग कर कामी भव कर पंथ। कहहि संत कबि कोबिद श्रुति पुरान सदग्रंथ


श्री राम - जय राम - जय जय राम


बंदउँ गुरु पद कंज कृपा सिंधु नररूप हरि। महामोह तम पुंज जासु बचन रबि कर निकर


बिनु सतसंग बिबेक न होई। राम कृपा बिनु सुलभ न सोई- सतसंगत मुद मंगल मूला। सोइ फल सिधि सब साधन फूला


बंदउँ संत असज्जन चरना। दुखप्रद उभय बीच कछु बरना- बिछुरत एक प्रान हरि लेहीं। मिलत एक दुख दारुन देहीं


The world is a river of suffering and the God is ocean of bliss


washout the blemishes of self to reach at the ocean of bliss, true name of Lord is the path


This fragile and transient human life may come to an end soon, it is high time to relocate self in context with supreme reality


Gone is the time and lost is the opportunity, where shall find this philosopher stone which turns mortal to immortal that once for all


while alive one may struggle to liberate self which is very hard for hereafter, here in this wonderland one may find the true master


O traveler, today or tomorrow, will have to depart, like the birds come to perch in a tree for the night, be wakeful and wise to make it before the sunset


O traveler, be warn of the flower of the silk cotton tree especially designed net for you by Maya, beware and be warn


So long the sound has not withdrawn, recollect and realign self in love with God, rest assure human body is door to reach at,


when life is gone none can remember, so long breathe is, try to pitch out the verse on that to make it for self


The Lord is truth, all else is worthless delusion, respect the possession have with from Lord and harvest truth through this chapter to cultivate unison with


Be not like the sleeping owner, thief in the form of ignorance may take away the most valuable goods, rest assure that no one care the pauper in this world


Maya, the feminine serpent, bites all in the form of wealth and sensuality, which act as tranquilizer to fame and name and may drown the essential truth one carries along with


Jai Sri Baba Lal ji {1412-1712}


जय श्री बाबा लाल जी {1412-1712}


श्री राम - जय राम - जय जय राम

श्री राम - जय राम - जय जय राम

Friday, September 27, 2019

Listen of tender Lady

Jai Sri Baba Lal ji,
Bring some wood and put up a pyre, and then, my mother, set fire to it, thus prove the genuineness of my love for the lord, O wise lady, who will stand Ravana's word's that pierce the air like shaft, on hearing these words, she clasped Sita's feet and comforted her by recounting the majesty, might and glory of her Lord, Listen of tender Lady, no fire can be had at night, so saying she left for her residence, Sita said to herself, heaven itself has turned hostile to me, there is no fire to be had and i cannot be cured of my agony otherwise, sparks of fire are visibly seen in the heavens but not a single star drops to the earth, the moon, though all fire, refuses to rain sparks, as if conscious of my wretchedness, hear my prayer, O Asoka tree, take away my sorrow and   answer to your name, your fresh tender leaves bear the color of flames, therefore, supply me the fire and do aggravate my agony beyond limits, the moment seemed like an age to Hanuman as he beheld Sita extremely distressed due to her separation from her Lord,
Jai Sat Guru Baba Lal Dayal ji