Chardikala Jatha - Jaap Sahib

Gian Singh Namdhari - Jori (Sarangi)

I always wanted to sing and compose Gurbani, and in a form that I feel connected to the most, a form which is meditative, and which helps to get closer to the One. which is away from all the religious, physical or any boundaries and away from any other external stuff. I think thats what music is all about. Thats what Music should be. 

This track is my first step into spiritual journey.

Track Name: Tu Thakur Tum Peh Ardas
Singer/Producer/Composer: Dilpreet Bhatia
Label: Sonicjar Music

Tu Thakur Tum Peh Ardas a Sikh Gurbani Shabad found in the Sri Sukhmani Sahib on page 268 of the Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji.


Tu Thaakur Tum Peh Ardas ||
You are our Master; to You, I offer this humble prayer.

Jeeo Pind Sabh Tayree Raas ||
This body and soul are all Your Belonging.

Thum Maath Pithaa Ham Baarik Thaerae ||
You are our mother and father; and we are your children.

Tumaree Kirpaa Meh Sukh Ghanayrey ||
In Your Grace, we experience ultimate Peace!

Koe N Jaanay Tumraa Unt ||
No one knows Your infinite vastness.

Oochay Tey Oochaa Bhagavant ||
O Highest of the High, Most Generous God,

Sagal Samagree Tumaray Soothr Dhaaree ||
The whole creation is strung on Your thread.

Tum Tey Hoe So Aageyakaaree ||
That which has come from You is in Your will.

Tumaree Gath Mith Tum Hee Jaanee ||
You alone know Your Existence and Vastness.

Nanak Daas Sadhaa Kurbaanee ||8||4||
Nanak, Your slave, is forever surrendering to you. ||8||4||



Tu Thakur Tum Peh Ardaas

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I use sound as a way to express my healing process, accept reality, and find beauty in life's unpredictability. In its raw and unfiltered form, sound serves as a powerful medium for conveying the complex emotions I experience while navigating life's chaos and uncertainty. By embracing disharmony and unexpected shifts in my music, I am not only accepting reality as it is, but also transforming it into something meaningful and intimate for me. This creates a space where vulnerability and acceptance coexist, allowing me to find love and beauty in the imperfect and even the disturbing.

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Two people experiencing the same relationship in different realities. One is very much in love, the other is ready to abandon everything.

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A Richard Thompson/Dave Swarbrick song written for Sandy Denny to sing.  Three musical genuses and the combined dark side of Fairport Convention, you might say. We yearn for that mad Steelye-Spanish place where rock and traditional folk meet and this folk ballad sounds both very now and like it could have been written in the middle ages.

Within the fire and out upon the sea
Crazy Man Michael was walking
He met with a raven with eyes black as coals
And shortly they fell a-talking
Your future, your future I will tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
And crazy man Michael will cursèd be.

Michael he ranted and Michael he raved
And beat the four winds with his fists-o
He laughed and he cried, he shouted and he swore
For his mad mind had trapped him with a curse-o.
You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate
You speak for the devil that haunts me
For is she not the fairest in all the broad land
Your sorcerer's words are to taunt me.

He took out his dagger of fire and of steel
And struck down the raven through the heart-o
The bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin
And the cold earth did wonder and start-o
O where is the raven that I struck down dead
That here did lie on the ground-o
I see that my true love with a wound so red
And her lover's heart it did pound-o.

Crazy Man Michael he wanders off course 
And talks to the night and the day-o
But his eyes they are sane and his speech it is plain
And he longs to be far away-o.
O Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes
And asks the wild woods their pardon
For his true love is flown into every flower grown
And he must be keeper of the garden.

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