Gurdwara Likhansar Sahib
Gurdwara Likhansar Sahib is an historical Sikh shrine situated in Talwandi Sabo in Bhathinda Distt. It is a square hall, including a domed sanctum within it, at the southeastern corner of the sarovar, holy tank. Likhansar derive from two words Likhan i.e writing and Sar i.e sarover or holy pond i.e The Pond Of Writing.
In Talvandi Sabo (Damdama Sahib) under Guru Gobond Singh’s supervision his scholars and calligraphers Bhai Mani Singh and Baba Dip Singh compiled the Dasam Granth, and made four copies of the Guru Granth Sahib.
According to Bhai Koer Singh, Gurbilas Patshahi 10, there used to be a pool of water here in the days of Gurū Gobind Siṅgh, who sitting here sometimes would have reed-pens for the writers made and then throw them into the pool. It was here that Bhai Mani Singh ji who used a kalam/s to pen the Guru Granth Sahib dictated by Guru Gobind Singh. Later the Guru Sahib threw all the ink and kalams (a reed carved into a pen) into the Gurdwara's Sarovar and gave a blessing saying, 'whomsoever shall write the thirty five words of the Gurmukhi here will be blessed with a sharp mind'.
Once, Chaudhary Dal Singh, the local chief of Talvandi Sabo, who long before had converted to Sikhism, by taking charan Amrit but now took Amrit Pahul, entreated him to explain why he ordered thousands of pens to be cut and thrown away. To quote the Sĝkhī Pothī the Gurū said : "Thousands of Sikhs will hereafter study the holy texts in this place and then pens will come into use. This is our Kashi (seat of learning); those who study here will cast off their ignorance and rise to be authors, poets and commentators. "
Now there is a Gurdwara named Likhansar (The Pond of Writing) at the spot where pilgrims bow before the Punjabi alphabet (Painti Gurmukhi). There used to be a sand pit in the gurdwara on which mothers made their young children put the first letter of the script a holding their hand. Now there is marble all over.
From Gurbilas Patshahi 10
The Following lines are present in Gurbilas Patshahi 10 related to this place:
This is the Kashi of the Guru, the school of learning.
It always waits on its toes for the wise.
Pilgrims bow their heads to the 35 Gurmukhi alphabet.
The light wells up from each letter with rare meanings.
Miracles happen all the time they are never history.
And the myth is transformed into truth.
In the windstorm of falsehood, it’s darkness at noon.
Out of dust clouds appear the friendly faces.
All happens in the present moment of time.
In a scratch three centuries shrink into a second.
The Kalghidhar(Guru Gobind Singh) sits by the pond of Likhansar.
He dips the reed-pen in the ink divine then puts the first letter.
He sharpens the reeds and throws them in the pond.
They have holy dip praising the Lord.
The satguru answers to congregation’s bewilderment:
The reeds are the seeds of knowledge and contemplation.
For the Sikhs I sharpen the reeds and offer them to the water.
To reach generations of my Sikhs to come.*
Deep Singh and Mani Singh’s calligraphy is like pearls stringed.
How fortunate they are they trace the first word.
This pen is like khandĝ the double edged sword.
It cuts many ways it’s hard to fathom its essence.
Bhai Mani Singh laid down his life mangled bone by bone.
and Deep Singh, they say, died holding his severed head on his left hand and the khandĝ in the right.
In the congregation I stand with folded hands
With apprehension waiting for the gift of the pen.
A fire burns in my heart that I keep my promise.
I seek no deliverance save the love for the word.
With nervous hand I put the first letter on earth-paper.
I’ll need many an incarnation to learn, unlearn and then learn again.