April 13,1699 : A man strode on to space with a sword dripping with blood and a prayer on his lips and songs of love in his heart. The blood on his sword was not the voice of murder, for he had killed no one . Five men arose to kiss that sword, and each one was blessed. They became for ever the beloveds of the Universe which stood before them in human form and embraced them. That embrace awaits you and me. It has waited more than 300 years , and it can wait another 300 million, because it knows not how not to love. But for our own sake , shall we stop prolonging the wait . Lets be worthy of the embrace that beckons us .
SAINT: A MAN WHO HAS NO HATRED IN HIS HEART.
SOLDIER : A MAN WHO CARRIES NO PERSONAL AXE TO GRIND.
SAINT SOLDIER: A MAN WHOSE ONLY CRUSADE IS TO CONQUER HIMSELF THROUGH LIMITLESS LOVE, SACRIFICE AND COMPASSION.
ONE MAN DID IT FOR ALL HUMANKIND. DO WE DARE FOLLOW THE GLOW OF LOVE THAT SPARKLES IN THE FOOTPRINTS WHICH HE HAS LEFT FOR ETERNITY?
TO GURU GOBIND SINGH
PHIR ROSHAN KAR ZEHAR KA PIYAALA ,
CHAMKAA NAYEE SALEEBEIN
JHOOTHON KI DUNIYA MEIN SACH KO TAABANI DE MAULA
PHIR MOORAT SE BAAHAR AA KE
CHAARON AUR BIKHAR JAA
PHIR MANDIR KO KOI MEERA DEWANEE DE MAULA.