Sketch of Guru Gobind Singh when Gobind Rai

Child Gobind Rai

​This sketch reflects a rare and moving portrayal of Guru Gobind Singh Ji in his childhood, at an age when he was still a young boy, yet already displaying remarkable composure and depth. The gentle features, the neatly parted hair tied back, and the simple attire remind us that this image belongs to a time of innocence and learning, long before history would witness the extraordinary role he was destined to play.

What makes this portrait special is its ability to capture childhood without losing dignity. The expression is thoughtful, calm, and observant, showing a child growing in a spiritually charged environment, absorbing values that would later define courage, sacrifice, and leadership. It is a reminder that even the greatest journeys begin quietly, in the simplicity of early years.

I am deeply thankful to Dr. Anurag Singh for kindly sharing this invaluable image from the works of his father, Dr. Trilochan Singh. His scholarly contribution has preserved a precious visual memory that allows us to connect with Guru Gobind Singh Ji not only as a महान योद्धा and visionary, but also as a child shaped by faith, discipline, and divine purpose.

From Jute Mats To Words

At My Desk and using modern tools to write any where and everywhere.

I love to write, sometimes three or four blogs at a time. I know, over the years, I have gained wisdom as well as strength in my writing ability.

At times, I feel a strange sense of disbelief when I look back. After Partition of country, when I was affectionately nicknamed Pritu, went to school in Panipat and began my classes in a make shift school down the lane, by sitting on Jute mats full of dust and dirt.  My hair would get filled with dirt and I had to face the temper of my Mom. Yet Waheguru showed compassion and guided me to learn largely on my own after basic College education.

A sketch I would look in my Promary School

When I read my older blogs today, they make me feel small because of the poor English grammar and weak composition. And yet, those same writings remind me of the journey, how far I have come.

Even now, there are moments when I feel thrilled while writing a story. That joy has not faded.

My grand kids would love to pass their time in exploring this favorite store

My children love reading; they love books, liabrary or Barnes & Nobel. Perhaps that, too, is Waheguru’s quiet blessing continuing through generations.