Guru Nanak died in 1539. He did not find either of his two sons fit to become a Guru. Instead he selected one of his followers, Bhai Lehna to carry on his work after him. He named him ANGAD (Myself). Thus Angad became the Second Guru of the Sikhs.
Guru Angad lived at Khadur Sahib in the Punjab, India. There lived a yogi named Shiv Nath in the same village. Yogis were saints who did not marry. They had a great hold on the people. Shiv Nath was very proud. He became jealous of the Guru's fame. So he started making plans to get rid of the Guru by fair means or foul. He was on the look out for a chance to make the Guru feel small.
Once it did not rain for a long time. There was a danger of drought. When there is a drought, the crops do not grow and the people die of hunger. So the people were worried. They went to the yogi and requested him to do something about it. The yogi replied in anger, "How can you expect rain, you fools, when you look upon a married man as your Guru? Turn him out of the village and you will surely get rain."
The people were carried away by the yogi's words. They went to the Guru and said, "O Guru, the crops are dying for want of ram. If you will kindly leave this village the yogi can save us by bringing rain for us."
“Dear friends", replied the Guru, "Rain and sunshine are natural. They are in the hands of God. Still I don’t mind leaving the village if it is in your interest."
The next day, the Guru left the village. The people went to the yogi once more to ask for rain. The yogi could do nothing against the law of nature. It did not rain. The people became very angry. They dragged the yogi out of his hut into their fields. It so happened that it rained in every field into which they dragged the yogi. Everyone was therefore keen to drag the yogi into his own Held first. They draped him this way and that, till he died.
The villagers were very sorry to have turned the Guru out of the village. They realised their mistake. They went to the Guru and begged his pardon. They brought the Guru back with great respect. The Guru told the people to have faith in the Will of God.
He then started a common kitchen in that village with the help of his followers. This was known as the 'Guru Ka Langar.' Anyone could come at any lime and have a free dinner in the Langar. Men, women and children of all castes, creeds, colours and races sat and ate together. Many people cheerfully offered free service in the Langar. Since then, the 'Guru Ka Langar' has continued in all the Sikh Temples (Gurdwaras).
At a distance of about three miles from this place there lived a Sikh lady named Bibi Jeevai. She used to bring curdled milk (yogurt) everyday for the Langar. She did this duty very well throughout her life. She always served it with loving care in the Guru's Langar. The Guru was pleased with her service and so were the people.
One day, when Bibi Jeevai was getting ready at. Home to take yogurt to the Langar, there came a storm. She thought she would be late if the storm did not stop. She wished the storm would stop at once, so that she could reach the Langar in time. It so happened that the storm stopped as she had wished. She was, Therefore, able to reach the 'Guru Ka Langar in time. However, the Guru would not eat the yogurt she brought on that day. She was shocked. She asked for the reason.
"Dear Jeevai." replied the Guru, "I hear that you have tried to interfere with the Will of God. The storm was in the interest of many other living beings. The Sikhs are not supposed to grumble or interfere with God's Will."
Bibi Jeevai felt very sorry. The idea of obeying God's Will was clearer to her now.
“Why call him blind who is blind by the Will of God?
Nanak it is he who will not understand God's Will, who should be called blind."
"What pleases Him, Nanak, is good.
They, who must abide by His Will, have no power of their own;
When He gives His order, Men must take the road.
Men must act according to God's Will;
Nanak, Men come when they are sent by God,
And depart when they are called by Him."
"Many think that they have a support other than yours
But for me, O Lord, you are my only hope.
It is all bewailing for me; If I ever forget you."