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The Sacred Sacrifice - Chapter 1

CHAPTER - 1
THE NIGHT OF 6 POH

The series begins with Guru Gobind Singh Ji creating a puppet filled with animal bones, covered in silk, and sending it out of Anandpur Sahib. The Mughals, believing it held valuable goods, attack and loot it, breaking their promise of safe passage. Guru Sahib uses this to show his Sikhs that the Mughals could never be trusted. Despite knowing the risks, and at the insistence of his followers, Guru Gobind Singh Ji prepares to leave Anandpur Sahib. On the night of 6 Poh (December 20, 1704), after enduring an eight-month siege and betrayal by the hill chiefs and Mughal forces, Guru Ji, along with his family and Sikhs, departs under the cover of darkness, leaving behind their sacred home. This marks a significant moment in Sikh history, symbolizing resilience and sacrifice.


Look, all look, who goes there?

Ah! For a cart load of treasures
see how the foes violate their vows. 

Eight months of siege,
no rations, no needs,
and now, this deceit!
...

Pleas and appeals before The Tenth Light.

The treachery, and the drudgery,
the scales of justice are tricky.

The weight of knowing
is crushing, as are, 
the desperate calls of Khalsa folks.
...

Solemn slight sleet. 

Solemn too,
the choice to leave. 

Solemn today, the sand
that turned to gold
in the shadows of The Tenth Master. 
...

'tis time for goodbyes.

His father rests here, 
here his sons were born. 

There shall be light here, 
at all times, a lamp of life, 
albeit small but strong. 
...

Winter winds grapple the city.

Through the frigid freezing shackles
the convoy departs from Anandpur. 

Marching through the undertones
of seemingly sacred vows, 
and leaving behind the whispers of bliss. 
...

The cavalcade moves, the skies weep. 

A nanoscopic pause, mayhaps,
a parting glance by Crown Princes.

They might not return, 
to their beloved cradle, 
never again in this lifetime.


Welfare unto all 
Rab rakha 




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