My full load of weekly clothes, my turbans and dress shirts and pants not included.
While folding my freshly washed clothes, my son Shivpreet was sitting beside me. I smiled and said, “Sunny, I am sure I will live for at least one more week, my clothes are ready for the week ahead.”
How easily we say such things… and yet, how difficult it is to truly understand life.
A breath goes in… who knows if it will come out again? Such is the fragile thread of our existence.
Guru Nanak Dev ji says below on P 660 of
SGGS
Page 660 of SGGS with translation.
And still, in these small preparations, in folded clothes, in quiet moments with our children - we find a strange comfort, a gentle assurance that life will go on, at least for a little while longer.
I make it a point to wash my nightwear and daily-use clothes myself. Harvinder often blesses me, saying we can get help or that she will do it for me, but I prefer doing it on my own. It gives me a chance to use my own hands, eyes, and mind. Above all, it pulls me away from screen time, whether it is TV, the computer, or headphones.
This small routine keeps me active, engaged, and fresh.
