ABSTRACT
As I so ly walked round the balconied arcades I disturbed an army of somnolent and overfed pigeons; I saw the reverent stream of worshippers pour in with owers and o erings and pass out bedecked with garlands of gold; I contrasted the unassumed reverence of the humble pilgrims with the casual indi erence of the priests, and I wondered if, should Nanak again enter into earthly clay, he would once more rebel against a religion overladen with vain ceremonial and the tyranny of arrogant and wealthy priests.
