Thursday, June 23, 2005


Random feelings

These Day's I have been feeling this emptiness in me. I look at the news, the papers and all I see is suffering. Before this all felt natura but today I read a story about a Kid who's mother was dying, he didn't have a father and he was doing everything he could to take care of her. I don't even know why I am writing this, Usually I'm not emotional about these things but I wish it could've been better for some people.....even if i had to suffer insted....its all Karmas but still we won't learn...guruji has shown us so many times how false everything is...but still we try to compromise on Gurmat....we bring sikhi to suit our needs....we fall prey to all of the five vices and some of us know we are deeply caught up in it but still we try to cover it all up....then we go on living like normal.....i pray waheguroo would give me the strength to do the right things and not fall anymore lower than I am and not to compromise with the ideals he left for me....

Tuesday, June 07, 2005


Do WE love Waheguroo

An inspirational story from by Akal Purakh Di Fauj

One day, I woke early in the morning to watch the sunrise. Ah... the beauty of Waheguru's creation is beyond description. As I watched, I praised Waheguru for His beautiful work. As I sat there, I felt the Lord's presence with me. He asked me, "Do you love me?"I answered, "Of course, Waheguru! You are my Lord and Support!"Then He asked, "If you were physically handicapped, would you still love me?"I was perplexed. I looked down upon my arms, legs and the rest of my body and wondered how many things I wouldn't be able to do and thought about the things that I take for granted. I answered, "It would be tough Waheguru, but I would still love You." Then Waheguru said, "If you were blind, would you still love my creation?"How could I love something without being able to see it? Then I thought of all the blind people in the world and how many of them still loved Waheguru and His creation. So I answered, "It's hard to think of it, but I would still love you."The Waheguru then asked me, "If you were deaf, would you still listen to my word?"How could I listen to anything being deaf? Then I understood. Listening to Waheguru's Word is not merely using our ears, but our hearts. I answered, "It would be tough, but I would still listen to Your word."Waheguru then asked, "If you were mute, would you still praise My Name?"How could I praise without a voice? Then it occurred to me, Waheguru wants us to sing from our very hearts and souls. It never matters what we sound like. And praising Waheguru is not always with a song, but when we are persecuted, we give Waheguru praise with our words of thanks. So I answered, "Though I could not physically sing, I would still praise Your Name."And Waheguru asked, "Do you really love Me?"With courage and a strong conviction, I answered boldly, "Yes Waheguru! I love You because You are the one and true God!"I thought I had answered well, but Waheguru asked, "Then why do you sin?"I answered, "Because I am only human. I am not perfect.""Then why in times of peace do you stray the furthest? Why only in times of trouble do you pray the earnest?"I had no answers, only tears.Waheguru continued. "Why seek Me only in times of worship? Why ask things so selfishly? Why ask things so unfaithfully?" The tears continued to roll down my cheeks. "Why are you ashamed of Me? Why are you not spreading the good news? Why in times of persecution, you cry to others when I offer My shoulder to cry on? Why make excuses when I give you opportunities to serve in My Name?""You are blessed with life. I made you not to throw this gift away. I have blessed you with talents to serve Me, but you continue to turn away. I have revealed My Word to you, but you do not gain in knowledge. I have spoken to you but your ears were closed. I have shown My blessings to you, but your eyes were turned away. I have sent you servants, but you sat idly by as they were pushed away. I have heard your prayers and I have answered them all. Do you truly love me?I could not answer. How could I? I was embarrassed beyond belief. I had no excuse. What could I say to this? When my heart had cried out and the tears had flowed, I said, "Please forgive me Lord. I am unworthy to be Your child."The Lord answered, "That is My nature, My child."I asked, "Then why do you continue to forgive me? Why do You love me so?"The Lord answered, " Because you are My creation. You are my child. I will never abandon you. When you cry, I will have compassion and cry with you. When you shout with joy, I will laugh with you. When you are down, I will encourage you. When you fall, I will raise you up. When you are tired, I will carry you. I will be with you until the end of days, and I will love you forever."Never had I cried so hard before. How could I have been so cold? How could I have hurt God as I had done? I looked up at my Lord, and asked him "how much do you love me, Waheguru?"Our father Satguru Sri Guru Gobind Singh ji gave up his whole family and everything he ever had for us! This is how much Waheguru loves us ...

Monday, June 06, 2005


Akal Takht desecrated by Indian Government in 1984

It's been 21 years Since the so called 'Operation Bluestar'...its very sad to know that the Country that Sikhs had fought for became their own enemies...its like a Satanic mother killing her own children..... Here are some links to some websites that can provide more info about the operation against Sikhs :


My todays' Hukumnama

This Shabad is by Guru Nanak Dev Ji in Salok Sehshritee on Pannaa 1353

ik oa(n)kaar sath naam karathaa purakh nirabho niravair akaal moorath ajoonee saibha(n) gur prasaadh salok sehasakirathee mehalaa 1 parrih pusok sa(n)dhhiaa baadha(n) sil poojas bagul samaadhha(n) mukh jhoot(h) bibhookhan saara(n) thraipaal thihaal bichaara(n) gal maalaa thilak lilaatta(n) dhue dhhothee basathr kapaatta(n) jo jaanas brehama(n) karama(n) sabh fokatt nisachai karama(n) kahu naanak nisacha dhhiyaavai bin sathigur baatt n paavai 1nihafala(n) thasy janamasy jaavadh breham n bi(n)dhathae saagara(n) sa(n)saarasy gur parasaadhee tharehi kae karan kaaran samarathh hai kahu naanak beechaar kaaran karathae vas hai jin kal rakhee dhhaar 2jog sabadha(n) giaan sabadha(n) baedh sabadha(n) th braahamaneh khyathree sabadha(n) soor sabadha(n) soodhr sabadha(n) paraa kiratheh sarab sabadha(n) th eaek sabadha(n) jae ko jaanas bhaeo naanak thaa ko dhaas hai soee nira(n)jan dhaeo 3eaek kirasaa(n) th sarab dhaevaa dhaev dhaevaa th aathameh aathama(n) sree baasvadhaevasy jae koee jaanas bhaev naanak thaa ko dhaas hai soee nira(n)jan dhaev 4

One Universal Creator God. Truth Is The Name. Creative Being Personified. No Fear. No Hatred. Image Of The Undying. Beyond Birth. Self-Existent. By Guru's Grace:Shalok Sehskritee, First Mehl:You study the scriptures, say your prayers and argue;you worship stones and sit like a crane, pretending to meditate.You speak lies and well-ornamented falsehood,and recite your daily prayers three times a day.The mala is around your neck, and the sacred tilak mark is on your forehead.You wear two loin cloths, and keep your head covered.If you know God and the nature of karma,you know that all these rituals and beliefs are useless.Says Nanak, meditate on the Lord with faith.Without the True Guru, no one finds the Way. 1The mortal's life is fruitless, as long as he does not know God.Only a few, by Guru's Grace, cross over the world-ocean.The Creator, the Cause of causes, is All-powerful. Thus speaks Nanak, after deep deliberation.The Creation is under the control of the Creator. By His Power, He sustains and supports it. 2The Shabad is Yoga, the Shabad is spiritual wisdom; the Shabad is the Vedas for the Brahmin.The Shabad is heroic bravery for the Khshaatriya; the Shabad is service to others for the Soodra.The Shabad for all is the Shabad, the Word of the One God, for one who knows this secret.Nanak is the slave of the Divine, Immaculate Lord. 3The One Lord is the Divinity of all divinities. He is the Divinity of the soul.Nanak is the slave of that one who knows the Secrets of the soul and the Supreme Lord God. He is the Divine Immaculate Lord Himself. 4

Sunday, June 05, 2005


A little about me...something i posted at sikhsangat a year ago

post was made on September 6 2004

Waheguroo Jee Ka Khalsa!Waheguroo Jee Kee Fateh!!Well lets start from the beginning….I’m not writing an essay here so it won’t look like one but I will write about how sikhi has changed me. I grew up in the Caribbean with little or no interest in spirituality….my family however are hardcore Radhasoamis….so I use to go to the satsangs a lot but I still preferred doing the things other kids like doing….then when I came to Canada , its like hell broke loose….I started drinking, smoking ….messing around a lot…..enjoying the popularity I received in school here…..i however in me had this urge to find out more about sikhi which I did…..but I never really thought much about it…I was with that mentality that after I marry and have a career then I will get more into religion and none of the people around me didn’t seem to have any thoughts about god etc…so we all were lost……anyways I will skip all the factors since I’m suppose to write on how sikhi changed me……one night at the school pub I behaved so stupid..i was so drunk..three fights, I embarrassed my friends….I nearly got arrested …OCT 31ST….I can never forget it……however the next morning when I woke up feeling like ……something miraculously strange happened…don’t think I should talk about that……. and then I had a gurbani tape by Bhai Harbans Singh…(Guruji menu na bisro ).someone gave it to me…can’t remember who…but I played it and it touched me so much and from that day I was like I’m stopping all these things and by Guruji’s grace I did….however a past couple of months ago I came under family pressure and trimmed my beard….and that’s when I felt like crapeven though I’ve lived most of my life without the Roop given to us by guruji…..when I trimmed my beard I felt sooooo weird…..i felt so out of confidence… it has grown back….but the bottomline is that sikhi is great…our gurus are great and now I can’t seem to live without being a sikh…though family is against it… really doesn’t matter to me anymore…….im gonna give my HEAD one day….just hope guruji blesses me with Amrit in this birth……oh yeah and I must thank Mehtab Singh ji ….he’s been a big inspiration for me…..even before he became a Singh…and all these other Singhs and Singhnis on Sikhsangat…….thanks all of u……waheguruu...thanks to guruji....i know whats the real meaning of life now....sorry i wrote this in a hurry...plz forgive the mistakes
Waheguroo Jee Ka Khalsa!Waheguroo Jee Kee Fateh!!

* I was later blessed with Amrit on December 18th 2004

Saturday, June 04, 2005


It bothers me

Don't you hate it...You go around sharing with people the greatness of sikhi and you tell them the stuff thats written in gurbani and how sikhs should be etc then out of a blue comes a punjabi in a sikh appearance and he does everything thats against sikhi..and not only that he claims that he's a Khalsa....sometimes I wonder who are we really kidding??....

Friday, June 03, 2005



Vey touching sakhi I came across from Sikhiunleashed..

A Sakhi on Guru Ji's DarshanIn the time of Sri Guru Hargobind Sahib Jee, there was a Gursikh wholived in a poor little hut. This Gursikh was blind and had a lot ofPyaar for Guru Ji. As he couldn't travel anywhere he would askpeople to go to see Guru Ji and then wait for there return to hear ofGuru Jis well being. He would ask them what does my Guru Ji looklike, How brave is he, what weapons does he keep, what stories doeshe tell, and each would reply "I cannot explain with words."One night he could not sleep, he kept thinking of Guru Ji and howwonderful he was. He longed so much to see the beautiful Mukh ofGuru Maharaaj. He could not take it any longer he felt angered athimself."Guru Ji, I am such a dirty sinner, I am unworthy of your darshan. Ido not know what countless sins I have committed for me to sufferwithout you."At this moment Guru Hargobind Sahib Ji awoke from his Samadhi, hetold some Sikhs to get the horses ready as he had to go somewhereurgently.The blind Gursikh started to cry, he felt angry at himself for beingblind, he tore his hut apart throwing things and cursing himself. Hewanted to kill himself. He wanted too go to see Guru Ji. He ran outof the hut and just ran into the misty dark distance. He tripped andfell , he hurt himself pretty badly. He was bleeding. He started tocry and thought only of Guru Ji."Guru Ji, Guru Ji! Guru Ji! Guru Ji! Guru Ji! Guru Ji!" he criedcontinuously calling out for Guru Ji.Suddenly he felt two strong arms lift him to his feet, and h e heard abeautiful strong voice"I have come, my beloved""Guru Ji, is it really you, but how come you have come"This is what Guru Ji said..."Beloved, I could not sleep without doingyour darshan, I felt your heart pulling me towards you and I couldnot survive"When the Blind Sikh heard this he fell to Guru Jis feet and cried somuch he could not contain himself. Guru Hargobind Sahib Ji againlifted him and said"the home of Guru Nanak Contains everything ask of it what you will"The Sikh replied "Guru Ji all that I ask of is, that my eyes may workso I can do your Darshan"Guru Ji smiled and kissed both of his eyes. When the Sikh opened hiseyes he again fell to Guru Ji's feet on seeing him and could not helphimself and could only cry. He wept at Guru Jis feet and kept doinghis Darshan. He could not even imagined such a beautiful Guru. Hejust kept staring at Guru Ji. Guru Jee then said"beloved I must go now, it is amrit vela and the Sangat will bewaiting" The Sikh begged Guru Ji to stay longer..."Guru ji, I cannot live without your Darshan now, what will I do"Guru Ji Smiled again and said"the house of Guru Nanak again offers what you ask of it, one morething"The Sikh fell to the floor in dandaut, stretched out with armstowards Guru Ji and said "Guru Ji if you are going to give me onemore thing then take these eyes away as I wish not to see anythingever again besides your darshan."A tear dropped down Guru Ji's cheek as he granted the final wish.

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