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Ang 121

ਅੰਗ ੧੨੧

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Sri Dasam Granth Sahib Ji
Written by
Guru Gobind Singh Ji
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ਰਾਕਸਿ ਆਏ ਰੋਹਲੇ ਤਰਵਾਰੀ ਬਖਤਰ ਸੱਜੇ ॥

raakas aae rohale taravaaree bakhatar sa'je ||

The demons came in great rage, decorated with swords and armour.

ਜੱੁਟੇ ਸਉਹੇ ਜੱੁਧ ਨੁੰ ਇਕ ਜਾਤ ਨ ਜਾਣਨ ਭੱਜੇ ॥

ja'uTe sauhe ja'udh na(n) ik jaat na jaanan bha'je ||

The warriors were facing the war-front and none of them knows to retrace his steps.

ਖੇਤ ਅੰਦਰਿ ਜੋਧੇ ਗੱਜੇ ॥੭॥

khet a(n)dhar jodhe ga'je ||7||

The brave fighters were roaring in the battlefield.7.

ਜੰਗ ਮੁਸਾਫਾ ਬੱਜਿਆ ਰਣਿ ਘੁਰੇ ਨਗਾਰੇ ਚਾਵਲੇ ॥

ja(n)g musaafaa ba'jiaa ran ghure nagaare chaavale ||

The war-trumpet sounded and the enthusiastic drums thundered in the battlefield.

ਝੂਲਣ ਨੇਜੇ ਬੈਰਕਾ ਨੀਸਾਣ ਲਸਨਿ ਲਸਾਵਲੇ ॥

jhoolan neje bairakaa neesaan lasan lasaavale ||

The lances swung and the lustrous tassels of the banners glistened.

ਢੋਲ ਨਗਾਰੇ ਪਉਣ ਦੇ ਊਂਘਨ ਜਾਣੁ ਜਟਾਵਲੇ ॥

ddol nagaare paun dhe uoo(n)ghan jaan jaTaavale ||

The drums and trumpets echoed and the worriors were dozing like the drunkard with matted hair.

ਦੁਰਗਾ ਦਾਨੋ ਡਹੇ ਰਣ ਨਾਦ ਵੱਜਨ ਖੇਤੁ ਭੀਹਾਵਲੇ ॥

dhuragaa dhaano ddahe ran naadh va'jan khet bheehaavale ||

Durga and demons waged war in the battlefield where dreadful music is being played.

ਬੀਰ ਪਰੋਤੇ ਬਰਛੀੲੇਂ ਜਣ ਡਾਲ ਚਮੱੁਟੇ ਆਵਲੇ ॥

beer parote barachhe'ee(n)e jan ddaal chama'uTe aavale ||

The brave fighters were pierced by daggers like the phylianthus emblica sticking with the bough.

ਇਕ ਵੱਢੇ ਤੇਗੀ ਤੜਫੀਅਨ ਮਦ ਪੀਤੇ ਲੋਟਨਿ ਬਾਵਲੇ ॥

eik va'dde tegee taRafeean madh peete loTan baavale ||

Some writhe being chopped by the sword like the rolling mad drunkards.

ਇਕ ਚੁਣ ਚੁਣ ਝਾੜਉ ਕਢੀਅਨ ਰੇਤ ਵਿਚੋ ਸੁਇਨਾ ਡਾਵਲੇ ॥

eik chun chun jhaaRau kaddeean ret vicho suinaa ddaavale ||

Some are picked up from the bushes like the process of panning out gold from the sand.

ਗਦਾ ਤ੍ਰਿਸੂਲਾਂ ਬਰਛੀਆਂ ਤੀਰ ਵੱਗਨ ਖਰੇ ਉਤਾਵਲੇ ॥

gadhaa tirasoolaa(n) barachheeaa(n) teer va'gan khare utaavale ||

The maces, tridents, daggers and arrows are being struck with real hurry.

ਜਣ ਡਸੇ ਭੁਜੰਗਮ ਸਾਵਲੇ॥ ਮਰ ਜਾਵਨਿ ਬੀਰ ਰੁਹਾਵਲੇ ॥੮॥

jan ddase bhuja(n)gam saavale|| mar jaavan beer ruhaavale ||8||

It appears that black snakes are stinging and the furious heroes are dying.8.

ਦੇਖਣ ਚੰਡ ਪ੍ਰਚੰਡ ਨੂੰ ਰਣ ਘੁਰੇ ਨਗਾਰੇ ॥

dhekhan cha(n)dd pracha(n)dd na(n)oo ran ghure nagaare ||

Seeing the intense glory of Chandi, the trumpets souded in the battlefield.

ਧਾਏ ਰਾਕਸਿ ਰੋਹਲੇ ਚਉਗਿਰਦੇ ਭਾਰੇ ॥

dhaae raakas rohale chaugiradhe bhaare ||

The highly furious demons ran on all four sides.

ਹਥੀਂ ਤੇਗਾਂ ਪਕੜਿ ਕੈ ਰਣ ਭਿੜੇ ਕਰਾਰੇ ॥

hathee(n) tegaa(n) pakaR kai ran bhiRe karaare ||

Holding their swords in their hands they fought very bravely in the battlefield.

ਕਦੇ ਨ ਨੱਠੈ ਜੱੁਧ ਤੇ ਜੋਧੇ ਜੁਝਾਰੇ ॥

kadhe na na'Thai ja'udh te jodhe jujhaare ||

These militant fighters never ran away from war-arena.

ਦਿਲ ਵਿਚ ਰੋਹ ਬਢਾਇ ਕੈ ਮਾਰਿ ਮਾਰਿ ਪੁਕਾਰੇ ॥

dhil vich roh baddai kai maar maar pukaare ||

Highly infuriated they shouted “kill, kill” in their ranks.

ਮਾਰੇ ਚੰਡ ਪ੍ਰਚੰਡ ਨੈ ਬੀਰ ਖੇਤ ਉਤਾਰੇ ॥

maare cha(n)dd pracha(n)dd nai beer khet utaare ||

The intensely glorious Chandi killed the warriors and threw them in the field.

ਮਾਰੇ ਜਾਪਨ ਬਿਜੁਲੀ ਸਿਰਭਾਰਿ ਮੁਨਾਰੇ ॥੯॥

maare jaapan bijulee sirabhaar munaare ||9||

It appeared that the lightning had eradicated the minarets and thrown them headlong.9.

ਚੋਟ ਪਈ ਦਮਾਮੇ ਦਲਾਂ ਮੁਕਾਬਲਾ ॥

choT piee dhamaame dhalaa(n) mukaabalaa ||

The drum was beaten and the armies attacked each other.

ਦੇਵੀ ਦਸਤ ਨਚਾਈ ਸੀਹਣ ਸਾਰਦੀ ॥

dhevee dhasat nachaiee seehan saaradhee ||

The goddess caused the dancing of the lioness of steel (sword)

ਪੇਟਿ ਮਲੰਦੇ ਲਾਈ ਮਹਖੇ ਦੈਤ ਨੂੰ ॥

peT mala(n)dhe laiee mahakhe dhait na(n)oo ||

And gave a blow to the demon Mahisha who was rubbing his belly.

ਗੁਰਦੇ ਆਂਦਾ ਖਾਈ ਨਾਲੇ ਰੁਕੜੇ ॥

gurdhe aa(n)dhaa khaiee naale rukaRe ||

(The sword) pierced the kindneys, intestines and the ribs.

ਜੇਹੀ ਦਿਲ ਵਿਚ ਆਈ ਕਹੀ ਸੁਣਾਇ ਕੈ ॥

jehee dhil vich aaiee kahee sunai kai ||

Whatever hath come in my mind, I have related that.

ਚੋਟੀ ਜਾਣ ਦਿਖਾਈ ਤਾਰੇ ਧੂਮਕੇਤ ॥੧੦॥

choTee jaan dhikhaiee taare dhoomaket ||10||

It appears that Dhumketu (the shooting star) had displayed its top-knot.10.

ਚੋਟਾਂ ਪਵਨ ਨਗਾਰੇ ਅਣੀਆਂ ਜੱਟੀਆਂ ॥

choTaa(n) pavan nagaare aneeaa(n) ja'Teeaa(n) ||

The drums are being beaten and the armies are engaged in close fight with each other.

ਧੂਹ ਲਈਆਂ ਤਰਵਾਰੀ ਦੇਵਾਂ ਦਾਨਵੀ ॥

dhooh lieeaa(n) taravaaree dhevaa(n) dhaanavee ||

The gods and demons have drawn their swords.

ਵਾਹਨ ਵਾਰੋ ਵਾਰੀ ਸੂਰੇ ਸੰਘਰੇ ॥

vaahan vaaro vaaree soore sa(n)ghare ||

And strike them again and again killing warriors.

ਵਗੈ ਰੱਤੁ ਝੁਲਾਰੀ ਜਿਉ ਗੇਰੂ ਬਾਬਤ੍ਰਾ ॥

vagai ra't jhulaaree jiau geroo baabatraa ||

The blood flows like waterfall in the same manner as the red ochre colour is washed off from clothes.

ਦੇਖਨ ਬੈਠ ਅਟਾਰੀ ਨਾਰੀ ਰਾਕਸਾਂ ॥

dhekhan baiTh aTaaree naaree raakasaa(n) ||

The ladies of demons see the fight, while sitting in their lofts.

ਪਾਈ ਧੂਮ ਸਵਾਰੀ ਦੁਰਗਾ ਦਾਨਵੀ ॥੧੧॥

paiee dhoom savaaree dhuragaa dhaanavee ||11||

The carriage of the goddess Durga hath raised a tumult amongst the demons.11.

ਲੱਖ ਨਗਾਰੇ ਵੱਜਨ ਆਮ੍ਹੋ ਸਾਮ੍ਹਣੇ ॥

la'kh nagaare va'jan aamho saamhane ||

A hundred thousand trumpets resound facing one another.

ਰਾਕਸ ਰਣੋ ਨ ਭੱਜਨ ਰੋਹੇ ਰੋਹਲੇ ॥

raakas rano na bha'jan rohe rohale ||

The highly infuriated demons do not flee from the battlefield.

ਸੀਹਾਂ ਵਾਂਗੂ ਗੱਜਣ ਸੱਭੇ ਸੂਰਮੇ ॥

seehaa(n) vaa(n)goo ga'jan sa'bhe soorame ||

All the warriors roar like lions.

ਤਣਿ ਤਣਿ ਕੈਬਰ ਛੱਡਨ ਦੁਰਗਾ ਸਾਮਣੇ ॥੧੨॥

tan tan kaibar chha'ddan dhuragaa saamane ||12||

They stretch their bows and shoot the arrows in front it Durga.12.

ਘੁਰੇ ਨਗਾਰੇ ਦੋਹਰੇ ਰਣ ਸੰਗਲੀਆਲੇ ॥

ghure nagaare dhohare ran sa(n)galeeaale ||

The dual chained trumpets sounded in the battlefield.

ਧੂੜਿ ਲਪੇਟੇ ਧੂਹਰੇ ਸਿਰਦਾਰ ਜਟਾਲੇ ॥

dhooR lapeTe dhoohare siradhaar jaTaale ||

The demon chieftains having matted locks are enveloped in dust.

ਉਖਲੀਆਂ ਨਾਸਾ ਜਿਨਾ ਮੁਹਿ ਜਾਪਨ ਆਲੇ ॥

aukhaleeaa(n) naasaa jinaa muh jaapan aale ||

Their nostrils are like mortars and the mouths seem like niches.

ਧਾਏ ਦੇਵੀ ਸਾਹਮਣੇ ਬੀਰ ਮੱੁਛਲੀਆਲੇ ॥

dhaae dhevee saahamane beer ma'uchhaleeaale ||

The brave fighters bearing long moustaches ran in front of the goddess.

ਸੁਰਪਤ ਜੇਹੇ ਲੜ ਹਟੇ ਬੀਰ ਟਲੇ ਨ ਟਾਲੇ ॥

surapat jehe laR haTe beer Tale na Taale ||

The warriors like the king of gods (Indra) had become tired of fighting, but the brave fighters could not be averted from their stand.

ਗੱਜੇ ਦੁਰਗਾ ਘੇਰਿ ਕੈ ਜਣੁ ਘਣੀਅਰੁ ਕਾਲੇ ॥੧੩॥

ga'je dhuragaa gher kai jan ghaneear kaale ||13||

They roared. On besieging Durga, like dark clouds.13.

ਚੋਟ ਪਈ ਖਰਚਾਮੀ ਦਲਾਂ ਮੁਕਾਬਲਾ ॥

choT piee kharachaamee dhalaa(n) mukaabalaa ||

The drum, wrapped in donkey’s hide, was beaten and the armies attacked each other.

ਘੇਰ ਲਈ ਵਰਿਆਮੀ ਦੁਰਗਾ ਆਇ ਕੈ ॥

gher liee variaamee dhuragaa aai kai ||

The brave demon-warriors besieged Durga.

ਰਾਖਸ ਵਡੇ ਅਲਾਮੀ ਭੱਜ ਨ ਜਾਣਦੇ ॥

raakhas vadde alaamee bha'j na jaanadhe ||

They are greatly knowledgeable in warfare and do not know running back.

ਅੰਤ ਹੋਏ ਸੁਰਗਾਮੀ ਮਾਰੇ ਦੇਵਤਾ ॥੧੪॥

a(n)t hoe suragaamee maare dhevataa ||14||

They ultimately went to heaven on being killed by the goddess.14.

ਅਗਣਤ ਘੁਰੇ ਨਗਾਰੇ ਦਲਾਂ ਭਿੜੰਦਿਆਂ ॥

aganat ghure nagaare dhalaa(n) bhiRa(n)dhiaa(n) ||

With the flaring up of fight between the armies, innumerable trumpets sounded.

ਪਾਏ ਮਹਖਲ ਭਾਰੇ ਦੇਵਾ ਦਾਨਵਾਂ ॥

paae mahakhal bhaare dhevaa dhaanavaa(n) ||

The gods and demons both have raised great tumult like male buffalos.

ਵਾਹਨ ਫੱਟ ਕਰਾਰੇ ਰਾਕਸਿ ਰੋਹਲੇ ॥

vaahan fa'T karaare raakas rohale ||

The infuriated demons strike strong blows causing wounds.

End of Ang 121

About Sri Dasam Granth Sahib Ji

Sri Dasam Granth Sahib Ji is the granth of the Tenth Guru, Guru Gobind Singh Ji. Its 1,428 angs include Jaap Sahib, Tav Prasad Savaiye and Chaupai Sahib, which Sikhs read in their daily Nitnem. Each ang here is the full page in Gurmukhi with a transliteration and English translation, line by line.