Locked Out

A child is locked out from his house, knocking on the front door saying 'Dad, Dad' but seeing his friends riding by on their bikes, he runs off and joins them. He wasn't really bothered if he got in or not. His call of 'Dad, Dad' was rather empty and void of emotion.

He comes back late in the evening and still locked out he starts knocking again as before 'Dad, Dad'. But this time it's getting cold outside, he's got nowhere else to run to - all his friends have deserted him too. So becoming more determined he knocks harder and harder, with both fists banging the door and screaming 'DAD! DAD!'.

A good few hours pass like this, all his frustration burns itself out. Tired and dejected he falls to the ground and turning his back to the door, leans against it with his knees up in front of him. He's got no more energy to say 'Dad! Dad!' and looking across the dark and lonely street, he's got no desire to go and play there either. Nowhere to go, he cries with his forehead resting on his knees.

Its a long lonely night, with no guarantee that if he waits he'll get in through the door. He sits it out. The Sun rises. His friends come by later on, full of energy, singing the virtues of playing football in the park. They try to tempt him with sweets and chocolates. He's not interested in this heaven they're offering him.

Then the big sweaty boy comes across and shouts at him, 'Look man we need you to make the numbers, are you coming peacefully or am I going to kick your soft little butt!' But the boy isn't scared by this hell they're threatening him with. He says to his friends 'I don't wanna play ball, I don't want get beats, all I want is my Dad'

His friends swear and spit and leave him in peace. He turns around and faces the door once more. He raises his fists, takes a deep breath and is just about to start banging the door while screaming 'DAD! DAD!'. When he thinks 'this doesn't work, why am I wasting my effort, what am I doing wrong?' He feels sad again. He does a silent ardas from the heart.

'O Dad, I'm really sorry for all the bad things I've done. I've got nowhere else to go. I'm your foolish and ignorant child, Father instruct me.' Then he gets a brainwave. He suddenly remembers what his Dad was always saying, 'Son, remember Humility is the Key'. That's it! That's it!.

All this time he'd been screaming and shouting and making such a big noise trying to break the door down, when the answer was right under his nose. Well, right under his feet to be exact. Humility is the Key...he BENDS DOWN LOW and what does he find underneath the Welcome Mat?

And When the door opens, he falls at His Father's feet singing ‘WAHEGURU '. Feeling as beautiful as a flower, at perfect peace at Guru Nanak's feet and Waheguru ji's Light