Holy Word of Japuji Sahib Ji (As I Understood It)

Farm-House My Pilgrimage And Holy Place To Have A Glimpse Of The ‘Most Beloved’ I Wandered Around In Whole The World. . In The Process I Picked Up All Kinds Of Unbearable Heavy Loads Followed All Kinds Of Virtues And Turned All Kinds Of Stones But Could Not Achieve Anything Significant. . Tired And Broken By Duality Of Mindand Hopelessness When Once I Returned To My Farm-House Someone Told . “The One In Search Of Whom You All The Way Ran To The Far Away Worlds He Your Beloved Was Non-Stop Visiting Your Farm To See You And Bless You With Whatever You Really Aspired” . That Was In Fact The First Day Of My Lifewhen I Shared A Full Glass Of Hundred Percent Home-Made Wine With My Father And Two Of My Younger Brothers Bhiri And Dev.