CONVERSATION WITH A MYSTIC

“Sardar ji, welcome. After a long time a Sikh has visited this mausoleum. Here Baba Nanak had spent some time,” a mystic, dressed in an all-black attire stated at the shrine of Hazrat Shah Shams Tabrez in Multan. Paying my respects at the inner sanctum, as I viewed the frescos...

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NA KO HINDU NA MUSALMAN

The spirit of pluralism, represented by Baba Nanak’s simple words, I witnessed in practice at the Dera Sahib, Pakistan I thereafter proceeded to the sanctum sanctorum to join a sparse congregation and was ecstatic to see shabads (hymns) being sung by a group comprising of a Hindu and two Muslim...

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ART OF DYING

Close to the Radcliffe line in Pakistan —– Feeling you grasp for breath, I heard Kabir resonate in your collapsing walls, WEEP NOT AT DEATH, NOTHING IS PERMANENT. WHATEVER CREATED, SHALL PERISH. For seven decades, we the vestiges have beckoned the descendants of our creators; infuse us again with life;...

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GLORY THAT PUNJAB WAS

Sikh fresco art on the walls of dying monuments across Pakistan speak volumes about the past glory of the region; a highly evolved and respectful society, where women were no less than men! A woman leads a hunt in this 19th century fresco on a dilapidated gurdwara wall in central...

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SOME SAY RAM, SOME ALLAH!

Walking the streets of Sahiwal (Pakistan), I spotted a domed building, distinctively looking like a gurdwara but adorned with a copper, triangular pennant, indicating it would be a Hindu temple.   “Hindu Satsang Sabha” was written on its dome in Hindi but at its entrance a plaque engraved in Gurmukhi,...

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CUCUMBER IN A SANDWICH

At the Indo-Pak border, standing at Ganda Singh Wala (Pakistan), a village named after a Sikh; I looked towards Hussain Wala (India), a village named after a Muslim. Twenty kilometers behind me was Kasur in Pakistan, the town of Baba Bullhe Shah and ahead of me was Faridkot in India,...

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