`What a great party' said Vechara Singh to his newly wedded Kamalee, but she shook her head as she couldn't hear him. The Dhol players were standing right behind where they were doing Bhangra. Vechara leaned forward and shouted into Kamalee's ear `I SAID WHAT A GREAT PAR.......,' when suddenly he could feel a horrendously, horrible torrent of gas about to be released , he ran into the nearest field and `BWAAAAAAAGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!' He farted so loudly that he he was almost knocked out by the smell. He knew drink and spicy meat curries was the cause of his problem but there was no way he could avoid it on his wedding night. The best he could do was to keep it a secret from Kamalee.
The wedding ceremony had been pretty boring earlier in the day, but these things have to be endured.......NOW THE PARTY WAS GREAT. Vechara had never seen so much alcohol before and every one he met insisted he had a drink with them. Then the food, what could he say about the food...it was a meat-maniac's dream come true. He drank and ate to his heart's content....after all, this was his wedding party.
He vomitted a few times that night and he farted almost continously. Any spare moments he had he would use to rush into the fields to relieve himself. But it was a great party and the hangover he had in the morning was so bad that he had to stay in bed for 2 days to recover.....but it was truly a GREAT PARTY!
One week later Kamalee left her parents home to come and live with him. He renewed his vow to stay away from alcohol and meat curries. If Kamalee found out he had a farting problem she would surely leave him. A few weeks passed like this, then one day a local village boy brought him a message from Kamalee. She wrote, `Come home early today, I've got a surprise for you'. So Vechara left the fields at lunch time and as he took a short-cut through the town, the spicy aroma of meat curry wafted over from a small cafe. He couldn't resist and on entering the cafe he ate to his heart's content and washed it down with a couple of bottles of alcohol. As soon as he left the shop, he could feel a horrendously, horrible torrent of gas about to be released, he ran into the nearest field and `BWAAAAAAAGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!' the fart came ripping out like thunder. He wasn't worried though, there were quite a few miles to walk before he got home and he felt sure his system would have cleared itself up by the time he reached Kamalee.
Before he'd even entered through the front door, Kamalee came running out full of youthful enthusiasm. She told him to quickly wash and clothe himself. He came back and she tied a blindfold on him. She made him promise not to peek even a little bit, lead him into the dining room she sat him at the head of the table. Just then one of the neighbour's servants came knocking at the front door, Kamalee told Vechara to sit quielty blindfolded until she got back. Vechara could hear Kamalee talking and suddenly felt a horrendously, horrible torrent of gas being released. He waved his arms about to get rid of the smell before Kamalee came back. Just then he released another one, but this time it was so loud that he feared Kamalee may have heard it. He heard Kamalee finishing her conversation and shutting the front door, he felt around the table for a napkin and grabbing it by the edge he flapped it up and down to get rid of the smell. He could hear Kamalee approaching the doorway, so he put the napkin down and folded his arms, put on an innocent smile and felt proud of himself for covering up the smell.
Kamalee apologised for taking so long and Vechara gave his word that he hadn't peeked out of the blindfold even a little bit. She quickly removed his blindfold and yelled, `HAPPY BIRTHDAY!'.
To Vechara's horror, around the dinner table were seated : both his in-laws, the local giani, as well as 5 of Kamalee's girlfriends with their mothers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Based on a Baked Bean Joke).
MORAL OF THE STORY
Vechara Singh forgot that God created his body to perform good actions. In order to please the people at the wedding party he did bad actions by filling his body with alcohol and meat. He also reaped the rewards accordingly - vomiting, farting, running to the toilet and a nasty hangover.
Guru Amar Das ji asks lovingly in Anand Sahib:
` O my body, why have you come into this world? What actions have you committed? And what actions have you committed, O my body, since you came into this world? The Lord who formed your form _ you have not enshrined that Lord in your mind. By Guru's Grace, the Lord abides within the mind, and one's pre-ordained destiny is fulfilled. Says Nanak, this body is adorned and honored, when one's consciousness is focused on the True Guru. || 35 || (Gurbanee CD, SGGS page922)
But why did Vechara Singh perform bad actions? Why did he end up making a fool of himself infront of everybody? Because his tongue was chasing after taste. He knew alcohol and meat was bad for him, yet the desire to eat meat and the thirst for alcohol was too strong to resist. Guru Amar Das Ji controlled his tongue and told it to get absorbed in Waheguru ji. Then and only then would the desire for taste be conquored.
`O my tongue, you are engrossed in other tastes, but your thirsty desire is not quenched. Your thirst shall not be quenched by any means, until you attain the subtle essence of the Lord. If you do obtain the subtle essence of the Lord, and drink in this essence of the Lord, you shall not be troubled by desire again. This subtle essence of the Lord is obtained by good karma, when one comes to meet with the True Guru. Says Nanak, all other tastes and essences are forgotten, when the Lord comes to dwell within the mind. || 32 || (Gurbanee CD, SGGS page921)
So, people often justify eating meat and drinking alcohol, they come up with many strong arguments, but at the end of the day they haven't conquored their tongue's desire because they haven't done Waheguru Waheguru meditation. Get up at Amritvela (before 6am) and conquor this tongue's desire by doing Waheguru Waheguru meditation. Then and only then will you be performing the good actions this body was created for doing.
Posted by Harjit Singh Lakhan