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Guru Har Krishan Ji was only eight years old when he arrived in Delhi, summoned by Emperor Aurangzeb. He stayed at the bungalow of Raja Jai Singh (the site of present-day Gurdwara Bangla Sahib).
At that time, a devastating epidemic of smallpox and cholera broke out in the city. The wealthy fled, and the streets were filled with the dying and the destitute.
Ignoring the danger, the young Guru refused to stay safely inside the palace. Every morning, he walked into the slums and streets of Delhi. He carried fresh water from the palace well and personally bathed the feverish bodies of the sick, regardless of their religion or caste. His gentle touch, sweet words, and the cool water brought miraculous healing and profound comfort to the terrified citizens.
He worked tirelessly among the infected. Eventually, the young Guru contracted smallpox himself. His body became covered in high fever and painful blisters.
His followers wept bitterly, devastated that their beautiful, young Guru was suffering. But Guru Har Krishan Ji remained joyful and serene. He comforted them, saying, 'The body is perishable. As you rejoice in the light of the sun, do not weep when it sets. His Will is sweet.'
The eight-year-old Guru gave his life serving the poorest of the poor, leaving behind a legacy that true spiritual authority is not measured by age or power, but by the willingness to serve others in their darkest hour.
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