30th November 2020 was the birth anniversary of Guru Nanak ji, whose disciples are known as the Sikhs.
A few acquaintances of ours wanted to accompany and join us in the celebrations of the Guru's birthday. So we set off for the 'Gurudwara', (Sikh congregation hall) where they could partake in the prayers and the singing of hymns and receive some prasad.
I remembered a similar visit of Gurpurab about a decade ago.
My chest expanded with pride, as I answered their questions about Sikhism and the Gurus. On and on, I went about religion, My God, My Guru. Suddenly I had an epiphany. I realised and felt very foolish as I realised that not only was I boasting, as a Sikh I was taking ownership of God, Guru, and all of Creation.
It dawned upon me that my expression was just the jabbering of a petty, arrogant and unawakened mind. Foolishly rather mindlessly like countless myopic followers of various faiths I too was blinded by my arrogance, I too was trying to usurp not only God and Guru, but everything I came into contact with.
'My Guru, my God, my Faith'. How could I for even a fraction of a moment presume that all these belonged only to me? Me, an insignificant piece of creation was now claiming exclusive ownership over Guru, God, all Creation.
Guru Nanak ji, was not a Sikh Guru, he was a Jagat Guru. A Guru for the entire universe.
I realised I had begun my journey as a Sikh (student), leaving the path of the follower to become a disciple.
Luckily my companions did not comment. They either did not notice or were too gracious to overlook my ignorance. Anyone who knows God cannot describe God. Anyone who can describe God does not know God.