Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Dost

Dost dost nahi, Khuda hota hai.

Mehsus tab hota hai, Jab voh juda hota hai.

Bina dost ke jina, Ik saza hota hai.

Aur dost aap jaisa ho, To jine ka maza hi aur hota hai.

Copied from Himmat Singh's blog


Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Vaisakhi ai!

Just wanted to wish all my reader a (very) belated happy Vaisakhi!

Hopefully most of you had a great weekend and met up with other youngsters and did something cool!
We had this AKJ Jatha come from UK who did Kirtan here. I was pleasantly surprised to find some of them started by singing a Shabad in Raag; so that was cool (something that I witnessed, almost the first time).

Apart from that, My Vaisakhi has mainly been about spreading information to the youth, making and distributing flyers about the Swedish Camp, in the beginning of August.

Dates: 29 July - 3 August!
Place: Stockholm, Sweden
Everyone invited!

Hopefully I'll write some more about the camp; and if you've got any questions, you can simply post a comment and (hopefully) I'll answer it.

www.sikh.se/camp

Monday, April 09, 2007

Humility

There's this Hindu couple that comes to the local Gurdwara. They do soo much seva. It's unbelievable how much seva they do. You caa always find the wife doing the cleaning-the-shoes-seva. And what's so cool is that, they never show off, talk about it or anything. It's as if they do the seva; and forget about it, never to be remembered again. Now I don't know what's going on in their brains; they might be stuck in the 5 vices, and what not; but what really amazes me ias that they do the seva they do, with a LOT of humility.

It feels as if they've got a lot more humility in the Gurdwara than most of the Sikhs put together (including me haha). It feels as if they're the carrier of the torch of Guru Nanak, more than the Sikh sangat is; which is stuck in ritualism, Akhand Paath, and what not. I'm not talking about rehit or anything; because although they might not be following the rehit, I personally think that the devotion they're serving with passes all lengths; of the devotion most rehitvan Sikhs do in this part of the world.

I don't have much to say, other than; although I'm not saying Rehit isn't important, I still think there are more important things (despite the many quotes the exist to emphasise rehit), in the spiritual life, such as; devotion, gyan etc. That being said; I'm not saying there aren't rehitvaan people who don't have above qualities; but I think more emphasis is put in the exterior, than the interior; rather than a balance of both.



Haven’t posted for long due to getting a part-time job, and due to preparations for a Sikh youth camp in Sweden is on the roll! So much to do; and so much things going on.
Hope to post a bit more frequently =D

Thursday, March 29, 2007

My inspirations #3 - Do not deprive me of the privledge of serving the Sangat....



Nawab Kapur Singh led the Khalsa during a period of turmoil. Nawab Kapur Singh ji was initiated into the Khalsa by Panj, which included Bhai Mani Singh Ji, along with his father and brother, Vaisakhi 1721.

During this period the mughals realised that they wouldn't be able to defeat the Sikhs, so they decided to make a treaty where the Sikhs would be allowed to live freely without having price on their head! The Sikhs where given a large estate. Sardar Kapur Singh was chosen to lead the Sikhs, and to control the land. He was given the title by Five Sikhs, at whom's feet he first placed the robe of honour he had received, before putting it on. Although reluctant, he had to accept the decision made by the community, but made one request. That "he should not be deprived of his old privilege of serving in the community kitchen (Langar)." (Some say that he used to clean the dung of the horses in the barns...and that he requested that, he should not be deprived of that seva).

He got the honour of leading a whole nation, yet all he requests is that he should be allowed to continue doing seva, which most of us are reluctant on doing!

During this period the population of Sikhs had grown, so the army was dvided into two groups; Buddha Dal (army of the old) and Taruna Dal (army of the young; jawan). Nawab ji led the Panth during a period of turmoil in Sikh history, and he was involved in creating the Khalsa Army; Dal Khalsa, and creating misls (groups of Sikhs with different functions, some would protect the Gurdwara etc), under the leadership of Jassa Singh Ahluwalia who was another great Sikh warrior of the time.

It was during this period that Hindu girls was abducted by Persian invaders (Nadir Shah), and the Dal Khalsa would pursue to their rescue. The smaller holocaust occurred during this period. 1748 he requested to be relieved of his duties due to his old age, and proposed Jassa Singh Alhuwalia to be the commander of the Dal Khalsa.

What's cool is; is the fact that he wasn't just a soldier, he reflected a Sikh; a saint-soldier; a person who wouldd, at time of peace, sit and actually do seva, and serve people, and not just lead.

Read more about Nawab Kapoor Singh;

Page 1
Page 2

The reason I’ve written this up, is because I myself didn’t know much about him, and thought it would be something we’d all learn something from, since I hadn’t heard about him much till quite recently =)

Thursday, March 22, 2007

ਦੇਦਾ ਦੇ ਲੈਦੇ ਥਕਿ ਪਾਹਿ ॥

ਦੇਦਾ ਦੇ ਲੈਦੇ ਥਕਿ ਪਾਹਿ ॥
ਜੁਗਾ ਜੁਗੰਤਰਿ ਖਾਹੀ ਖਾਹਿ ॥
ਹੁਕਮੀ ਹੁਕਮੁ ਚਲਾਏ ਰਾਹੁ ॥
ਨਾਨਕ ਵਿਗਸੈ ਵੇਪਰਵਾਹੁ ॥3
(SGGS: 2)

Just when I had started thinking life can't get any better; I get a call.



I have no way to express myself, so I really don't see why I'm posting this. All I can say is; acknowledge what you have been given; whether from your brother, sister, mother or whoever. Just acknowledge. Just once go and say 'thank you', and show your appreciation for something; and look how happy they become.

When you're done doing this; Go and do an ardaas, and thank God for everything he's given you.

Just a few days ago, one of my eye went black for a few seconds. I was panicking. It felt as if the right eye was paralyzed (and it didn’t help that I couldn't see anything with it). That's when it struck me. I'm not appreciating what God has given me at all. Not to the extent that I've been writing on this blog. That’s when I realised that I've been given much much more than I appreciate; and now realise that I cannot and will not be able to appreciate everything he's giving me. (My eye’s okay now
)

Just once; appreciate; and thank. Acknowledge.
What's funny is; I keep getting materialistic things that keep making me more and more content (sounds very weird I know). When you look at Gurbani; you see that the Bhagats had been blessed by much more than materialistic things, and look at the extent they are content too (post getting weird and weirder
). How much they're thanking God; how much they are
appreciating....


Considering my Sikhi isn't much developed, and I'm (honestly) not making much effort to develop it; I cannot believe I'm getting so much...


ਜਾ ਤੂ ਮੇਰੈ ਵਲਿ ਹੈ ਤਾ ਕਿਆ ਮੁਹਛੰਦਾ ॥
ਤੁਧੁ ਸਭੁ ਕਿਛੁ ਮੈਨੋ ਸਉਪਿਆ ਜਾ ਤੇਰਾ ਬੰਦਾ ॥
ਲਖਮੀ ਤੋਟਿ ਨ ਆਵਈ ਖਾਇ ਖਰਚਿ ਰਹੰਦਾ ॥
ਲਖ ਚਉਰਾਸੀਹ ਮੇਦਨੀ ਸਭ ਸੇਵ ਕਰੰਦਾ ॥
ਏਹ ਵੈਰੀ ਮਿਤ੍ਰ ਸਭਿ ਕੀਤਿਆ ਨਹ ਮੰਗਹਿ ਮੰਦਾ ॥
ਲੇਖਾ ਕੋਇ ਨ ਪੁਛਈ ਜਾ ਹਰਿ ਬਖਸੰਦਾ ॥
ਅਨੰਦੁ ਭਇਆ ਸੁਖੁ ਪਾਇਆ ਮਿਲਿ ਗੁਰ ਗੋਵਿੰਦਾ ॥
ਸਭੇ ਕਾਜ ਸਵਾਰਿਐ ਜਾ ਤੁਧੁ ਭਾਵੰਦਾ ॥7॥

Shabad; ang 1096

I've been typing and erasing; so I see no point in continuing. Just acknowledge; and love.

Sunday, March 18, 2007

During Rehraas


During Rehraas a few days ago, I was (again!
) thinking. What's the message? Whats the point of the prayers at all? I then decided to use my Punjabi skills to try to figure out the message within the bani.

Some of the stanzas were comprehensible, and some were a bit more complex. Here's what I realised;

Some of the shabads focus on:

- How we should be inspired by the thirst others have had; not being able to live without Naam/Shabad/Akal. Examples are often given (several examples are given in bani; That a Sikhs love should be like; a fish not being able to live without water; a person not being able to live without oxygen; rain birds thirst for water)

- Other focus on humility; where the highest of the highest call themselves lowest of the lowest (kire/ants/insects)

- Other remind us that this life is temporary, and can be disconnected any minute. This actually reminds me of a teacher that just passed away a few days ago. One day he was walking talking, having a good time, making everyone smile in his lectures; the next day he was no more. Felt very odd; but that shook me. The shook me completely; I've been reminded daily by the Guru that this life is temporary, and that although we're not meant to neglect worldly things, we cannot forget that ultimately, we're not going to stay here...yet has this made any difference to my lifestyle? Hardly.

- Other Shabads constantly remind us that the POINT of life IS to become one with Akaal (eternal). We waste our life doing all sorts of other things. That being said, it doesn't mean that other things shouldn't be done, or that Sikhs should become sadhus in mountains and try to become one with the eternal; it doesn't work that way; it's meant to be a balance. That's something I’ve notice I need to work on. A lot of people are probably thinking; this guy’s is being really humble; but I'm not. The point of making this post is not to seem or act humble; because my Sikhi is seriously not very developed [people who have personally met me can wiconfirm this ]; the point is to remind myself (and hopefully some other soul might give me some insights/feedback, and get some might get some insights out of this post).

- Then there’s Shabads praying for the 'kirpa' of Vaheguru, and that he always bestows his hand upon our head, and keep us his sanctuary; other giving insights how much we've been blessed with; how much God has and can give, depending on efforts we make, and the decisions God makes.

The above messages are just the few things I've understood from the Bani; there is yet a lot to be decoded, by those who actually have made efforts to understand it.

Then there’s the morning prayer. My habit is a bit weird; getting up, taking a shower (being the late awakener I am), it's constantly about breaking new records on how quickly I can complete the paath. Never any focus.

Rehraas on the other hand has become a time to reflect, reason, to think, to feel, to remember, to be reminded, but that only comes at times when I really have time, and am not stressed to do thousands of other things.

Feedback and critique of above thoughts appreciated.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Disclaimer

Before proceeding with writing about anything, I've decided to follow the footsteps of Satvinder Penji; Making a disclaimer. Just to clarify the point of the blog; this is a personal (yet very public) blog; where I share my views, thoughts, understanding, ideas (and some other junk). This is a place where I communicate with friends, and have gotten in touch with many new people. It's a place for me to also store stuff that I think is interesting, and can look back to on a later opportunity (and feel ashamed over what I wrote earlier on haha). This is definitely not a site where I act like some 'holier-than-thou' type, who thinks/acts like he knows everything. I share my views and understanding, and welcome critique and feedback. Take everything on this blog with a pinch of salt.

I hope to post something more interesting very soon.

Monday, March 05, 2007

Bliss






Since I'm not a good photographer, I refrained from taking a photo of mine; but it looks pretty much like the one above; Is it pretty; lovely or GORGEOUS ?



Today I felt man enough to take the taus out; and tune it for the first time since I left India. Yes that was a while ago, but I've always been fearing that I won't be able to tune it right, didn't have time during exams, and the list goes on. Today I finally felt man enough to take it out and attempt to tune it. It was a total disaster. A few strings less, and twenty minutes of brain activity led to; nothing. I can't tune it I've concluded. Disaster. And I can't play it until it's tuned; so I'm going to have to wait until my sister comes back from Malaysia with a tuner for me, cause the tuner I bought (along with some new clothes and other stuff) got stolen on the way from Singapore to Malaysia
, just the day before I was going to go back to India.


Angad Singh Dilruba's been great moral support.

Oh and Dilo from Singapore, who is also known as Wonder Bebeh (Gidhya Di Rani, Kamli Kaur etc etc), been a huge cheering-me-up-person. Oh and this Bebeh bakes a lot better than average bebeh you'd see walking on the street.


But on the other hand; Always see the glass half full! More separatation = more thirst = stronger desire = deeper appreciation of what I'm missing, and was once, taking for granted. The glass is still half full, and am still radiating positive energy like ever
.

Friday, March 02, 2007

War on Dandruff

To all my fellow readers who have been following me regularly on my dandruff;

A sum of £2 ($4) has been invested in deploying troops to the terrorist-affected areas.
After a tight combat, and four days of skirmish and tight firing, we are happy to declare that most of the terrorists have been eliminated.

God bless V’s hair!



Troops: head and shoulders & gari da tel [coconut oil - very desi, I know]
Terrorist-affected areas: dandruff affected area (hair)

Tight combat: a daily hair shower for four days (imagine: it’s an entire project just to shower your hair once, and then to get it to dry…. ..imagine FOUR DAYS IN A ROW!!! A MISSION!)






Dandruff is finally getting off, after showering my hair (and drying it) four days in a row. It's been an entire mission, but it was really annoying; and now its almost gone .


Oh and I've got my final Biochem exam on Monday; then I'm freeeeeeee; and hopefully have time to work on my driving !

I'm still working on some of the posts I've earlier written I'm going to write about; but probably won't post much until Monday.

Monday, February 26, 2007

Aaj Hum Kush Hai!


Today I'm really happy.
Why? No specific reason.
While we were doing paath this evening.. I was thinking....(yes I was thinking.... not doing much paath...) that I've got everything.

I'm so happy! I've gotten EVERYTHING I want to have. I realised I'm (I'm going to use the word now....); content. I've been given everything I've always wanted to have. Materialistically: part-time job, not bad grades etc. Physically: When I didn't know how to tie a dastar, I always wanted to carry a 'wicked' one, and thought everyone who could tie one were so lucky: got it! I always wanted a good looking dari: got one! (lol ) Always wanted a healthy fit body: got one! (Finally after loosing a lot of flabs in India!) Always wanted to learn to do Kirtan in Raag: although not much, I can do a little! I've got great friends; and a wonderful family! A mindblowing mum, and a great sister !

I'm not saying I've got EVERYTHING. I wouldn't mind having: a license (which is coming soon), a guddi, a digri (Punjabi accent), a nice voti etc etc etc. Will the list ever end?

I think I've gotten everything I want to have, and I'm so happy that I've got everything I need, and stuff I don't need and so much more (recently I even got dandruff; something I've never had before!!! lol).

Ok, I'm not being sarcastic or ironic at all; I'm feeling so good, knowing that I'm being supplied stuff without even needing to think about it. Some people might think that, a life where you're getting stuff automatically; such a life is useless, since there is no motivation to reach goals, make efforts etc etc. I disagree, because there's always things you can work on to obtain; but its always important to acknowledge everything you've already got. We take so much for granted; (most importantly) our family! Our parents! Our parnter. Always there for us!

I'm going to end this post now; you might think that after leaving this post you'll think you'll acknowledge a lot more, things you've taken for granted, but fact is; you won't.

You won't acknowledge things before it comes from inside: a feeling of contentment.

You should leave this post feeling cynical that you won't acknowledge anything before you really feel content; from inside, without needing a reminder, from some blogger from SWEDEN.



No I'm just kidding; Don't leave my blog feeling cynical!
Feel happy; and try to realise how much you've been given; how much has been given to you, how much has been done for you; how much was planned before your arrival for you.


Smile !

Spead the positive energy and the love!

Oh, and just to make sure you smile, at least once, while reading this post, I'm going to leave you with a small cartoon :




Saturday, February 24, 2007

Swedish Organisation of Sikh Students

After a few weeks of not going to Gurdwara (due to a part-time job on weekends) I went to Gurdwara today. So much politics. Even in the singing. I decided to make a post about it on the blog. I am a firm believer (as those who know me personally will know) that positive energy should be spread rather than too much negative; I decided not to write about that.

Instead I'm going to write about something else that happened today. Today our youth organisation had the first meeting of the year. The organisation initially started December 2004, when two Penjis and one Paaji, Navleen Kaur, Sharonjeet Kaur and Manvir Singh came to
Sweden to hold the first ever youth camp in Sweden! Prior to that, we only had kids camps where we were forced to learn 'Ora aera' (Punjabi alphabets), the names of the Gurus in chronological order, and a lot of other historical figures [which I'm not saying are not important things to learn], by older people who did not manage to get the kids interested into Sikhi. The first camp was a great
success! The youngsters were united and, everyone wanted to get together and do stuff together. This is when Swedish Organisation of Sikh Students was founded.


The following year 2005, went quite well. A few charity related activities (collecting money for Red Cross in relation to the Tsunami and the Pakistan earthquake), a few physical activities, a camp etc. The year was overall quite a success. The camp this time was held by Navleen Kaur Penji and Veer Ravinderpal Singh. Camp was amazing- everyone was boosted - chardikala etc etc. Unfotunatly the Gurdwara people totally ruined it the last day by yelling at the kids for having a camp, and because their political ego wasn't fulfilled.

The year to come, 2006 was a total disaster. No activities, no-one interested in putting down their time into doing stuff. Everything went wrong. No-one bothered to do anything; everyone was busy with their life etc etc.

Then came 2007. We had an annual meeting in the beginning of the year, in order to analyse what was positive in 2006, what went wrong, and what we planned for 2007. Then it struck us: 2006 was a failure. There was nothing positive to write about it. We decided that we would hold more activities in 2007. One activity a month (in 2005 we had so many, that people got tired, and less and less people turned up every time); last Saturday in the month. That was today. We did Gatka today; one of the guys knew his gatka; so he taught the other guys. We had some warm up time in the beginning where we played some ball games (killer ball, spook ball etc)..Followed by the gatka.

The day went quite well. Although I've got an exam on Monday, and had to work till late, I decided to go, since I had made a commitment in the meeting that I would become a part of the committee, since I noticed that a lot of things needed to be changed. Overall it went quite well; most people had fun. We decided that a Camp would be held this year too; so hopefully that should work out. Like Jasbir veerji, Singapore, writes in his blog; "
If its to be - its up to me." This veer, almost single-handedly organized a Sikh kids camp in Singapore; which was great! I've made a post about the Bahadur Bachey camp earlier on, which you can take a look at=)


I think in order for things to work out, you need to prioritize stuff. So even your studies and work need to be put behind at times, if you've chosen the role of beign part of the committee. That's something I've noticed some people don't do; even though they themselves choose to become a part of it. I think you need to have visions, goals; and the commitment.

Anyway; hope things work out well this year, and I'll keep the blog updated on what happens with the society.
Oh and photos of some of the things we've previously done can be seen
here.

P.s I'm currently working on a post on 'My inspirations'.
It's going to be about a leader who inspires me =)

Now I need to study for Monday's exam!

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Valentines!

Happy Valentines Day to all couples!

Hope everyone had an amazing day full of surprises and wishes.

Love between to parners is an absolutly wonderful thing.

Today I, however, gave a bouquet to my wonderful mum. This is what she did with it:


I don't like analysing too much, but one of encartas dicitionary's definitions of romance, is:

"Love affair: a love affair, especially a brief and intense one."

A Shabad I found which, I think, renders romance towards the relation between the human being and God: Shabad from Raag Majh.



What touches me is the contant use of words like: thirst, cries, sacrifise.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Holy underwear!

Kacheras!

Come in all shapes and sizes. To the left you can see a Singaporean Singh showing his kachera in a stand-up comedy, in the Malaysian Samelan. This Singh's Kachera-collection is unbelievable! Zebra stripped, rainbow colours - you name it: got them all!







Another handy piece of advice is: getting pockets installed on your kachera, just in case there’s something you need to store there! Could be anything, like toilet paper if you’re in a country like India, where you’d hardly find toilet paper at someone’s place.


More advice on the Kakkars to follow.

I still remember I'm goign to write a post on Maya, was just on a little light mood today.

Also check this out: http://youtube.com/watch?v=fWjzb37tkCQ


Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Who is great by the greatness of Maya?

ਗਉੜੀ ਮਹਲਾ 5 ॥
ਵਡੇ ਵਡੇ ਜੋ ਦੀਸਹਿ ਲੋਗ ॥
ਤਿਨ ਕਉ ਬਿਆਪੈ ਚਿੰਤਾ ਰੋਗ ॥1॥
ਕਉਨ ਵਡਾ ਮਾਇਆ ਵਡਿਆਈ ॥
ਸੋ ਵਡਾ ਜਿਨਿ ਰਾਮ ਲਿਵ ਲਾਈ ॥1॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
ਭੂਮੀਆ ਭੂਮਿ ਊਪਰਿ ਨਿਤ ਲੁਝੈ ॥
ਛੋਡਿ ਚਲੈ ਤ੍ਰਿਸਨਾ ਨਹੀ ਬੁਝੈ ॥2॥
ਕਹੁ ਨਾਨਕ ਇਹੁ ਤਤੁ ਬੀਚਾਰਾ ॥
ਬਿਨੁ ਹਰਿ ਭਜਨ ਨਾਹੀ ਛੁਟਕਾਰਾ ॥3॥44॥113॥

Gauree, Fifth Mehla:
Those who seem to be great and powerful,
are afflicted by the disease of anxiety. ||1||
Who is great by the greatness of Maya?
They alone are great, who are lovingly attached to the Lord. ||1||Pause||
The landlord fights over his land each day.
He shall have to leave it in the end, and yet his desire is still not satisfied. ||2||
Says Nanak, this is the essence of Truth:
without the Lord's meditation, there is no salvation. ||3||44||113||


Shabad: 188.

Hope to write a few thoughts about Maya: What it is. What it does etc. Need a bit more time and more brain activity which is mostly spent on chemistry.......

Saturday, February 03, 2007

The hardships you suffer are from your own actions. |

ਕਰਮੀ ਆਪੋ ਆਪਣੀ ਕੇ ਨੇੜੈ ਕੇ ਦੂਰਿ ॥
ਜਿਨੀ ਨਾਮੁ ਧਿਆਇਆ ਗਏ ਮਸਕਤਿ ਘਾਲਿ ॥
ਨਾਨਕ ਤੇ ਮੁਖ ਉਜਲੇ ਕੇਤੀ ਛੁਟੀ ਨਾਲਿ ॥੧॥


According to their own actions, some are drawn closer, and some are driven farther away.
Those who have meditated on the Naam, the Name of the Lord, and departed after having worked by the sweat of their brows.
-O Nanak, their faces are radiant in the Court of the Lord, and many are saved along with them! ||1||

Shabad: 8


ਸੁਖੁ ਦੁਖੁ ਪੁਰਬ ਜਨਮ ਕੇ ਕੀਏ ॥
ਸੋ ਜਾਣੈ ਜਿਨਿ ਦਾਤੈ ਦੀਏ ॥
ਕਿਸ ਕਉ ਦੋਸੁ ਦੇਹਿ ਤੂ ਪ੍ਰਾਣੀ ਸਹੁ ਅਪਣਾ ਕੀਆ ਕਰਾਰਾ ਹੇ ॥੧੪॥


Pleasure and pain are the consequences of the actions of past lives.
The Giver, who blesses us with these - He alone knows.
So who can you blame, O mortal being? The hardships you suffer are from your own actions. ||14||

Shabad: 1030-1031


I'm not really suffering from any hardship or anything - Everything is going as it should be. I'm happy with life. It's just that today I was in the Gurdwara and there was an Akhand Paath, and the Sikhitothemax thing was running. Gurbani is just full of jewels. All of it's so true. We've got 'good phases' in our life, and 'bad phases'. Often these are due to our own actions, and our own mentality. We are the ones who put ourselves into the sticky ****.

We can't blame God when we ourselves are responsible for it. We are responsible for our actions and their rewards, yet we blame God. Poor God. God has to endure the torture of listening to us whining and complaining about being stuck in some hard circumstance the we ourselves put ourselves into!

God has a lot of patience. Thank God for that, otherwise we'd be quite screwed =D

Sunday, January 21, 2007

naanak moorakh eaek thoo

ਨਾਨਕ ਮੂਰਖੁ ਏਕੁ ਤੂ ਅਵਰੁ ਭਲਾ ਸੈਸਾਰੁ
ਜਿਤੁ ਤਨਿ ਨਾਮੁ ਊਪਜੈ ਸੇ ਤਨ ਹੋਹਿ ਖੁਆਰ ॥੪॥੨॥

naanak moorakh eaek thoo avar bhalaa saisaar ||
jith than naam n oopajai sae than hohi khuaar ||4||2||

O Nanak, you alone are foolish; all the rest of the world is good.
That body in which the Naam does not well up - that body becomes miserable. ||4||2||

Shabad: 1327-28

Friday, January 19, 2007

A Devout Sikh

By Ron Chaplin



The time: It was the mid-1970's, in the wee small hours of a Saturday night/Sunday morning..

The place: Yonge Street in downtown Toronto, as I was walking home, alone, after an evening with friends at a house party. The street was all but deserted, with only a few cars and pedestrians visible.

Suddenly, a shout which I had learned to dread pierced the calm of the night. "FAGGOT!" I glanced over my shoulder to see a half- dozen young men advancing upon me rapidly.

My adrenalin started pumping immediately. I quickly assessed my options. I had to reach a safe place, and quickly. There were no late-night shops in sight. Although I was barely six short blocks from home, I realized I could not likely outrun the pack of young men.

Hoping against hope, I turned, facing the group, and saw a taxicab approaching. I stood and raised my arm to flag the cab, praying the driver would stop.

To my alarm, as the cab approached, it seemed to accelerate. I thought I was a goner. Then, the cab moved to the curb, and I saw the driver reach across to open the passenger door, motioning to me to jump in.



As soon as I did so, the cab driver hit the accelerator hard, just as the young men were lunging at the still open passenger door.

My heart pounding wildly in my chest, the cab driver and I exchanged no words. But as I glanced in his direction, I was surprised to see that he wore the turban and neatly coiffed, uncut beard of a devout Sikh.

As we pulled up before the door of my apartment building, I noticed for the first time that the cab's meter was not running. I reached into my billfold, and pulled out all my cash, about $30, to hand it to the driver.

"No," he said in his gentle Punjabi accent. "I cannot accept your money. You were in danger. It was my duty to assist you."

"Then, please," I responded, "accept this money as a gift to your favourite charity or your temple." With these words, he demurred, and accepted the cash offered.

I sat up late that night, alone in my apartment, in wonder at what I had just experienced. I was humbled by the heroism of the turbaned cab driver. At that time in Toronto, Sikhs, as the most visible members of the most recent group of immigrants, were often the targets of random acts of violence. Had those young men managed to reach the taxicab before we sped away, that cab driver would also have been in mortal danger.

And I could not help but reach for my Bible to read again Jesus' parable of the Good Samaritan, as recounted in St. Luke's version of the Gospel. This Sikh cab driver was, in a very real and tangible way, my own good "Samaritan". He was a member of an oft- despised minority, of different ethnicity and a different faith. And yet he acted with Christ-like compassion.

I do not know the cab driver's name, but he taught me, in the most visceral way imaginable, to cast aside prejudice and fear, to make no assumptions about people based on skin colour, ethnicity, apparel, nor their particular religious faith.

It was a life-changing experience.

Ron Chaplin
Parish of St. John the Evangelist
Ottawa, Canada

http://www.rci.rutgers.edu/~lcrew/angels/angel02.html




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Article copied from Manvir Singh veer ji's blog.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Back to reality


I'm back home!
Although it feels really nice to be back home, I really miss Singapore and Malaysia!
Ev
eryone was so nice, loving, caring etc etc.

As ealier mentioned I first landed in Singapore, where I attended a few days of Bahadur Bachey Camp in Singapore. That was great. The sevadars were all amazing and dedicated to make it a wonderful time for the kids.

After a few days in Singapore, I left for Malaysia where I met some more beautiful and amazing people. I
also met my sister there who is studying as an exchange student in Malaysia for four months (lucky her!).

We also met Arina Penji and her friend from Australia here. Me and my sister went around one day in Malaysia's capital city, Kuala Lumpur (KL). Although exhausted, we made a decision to do something constructive that evening. We helped the sevadars manually add stamps to thousands off envelops.

The next day we went around in KL with Arina and her Australian friend. Had a lot of fun =) We ate lunch at some interesting restaurant that Arina had visited earlier on.

After that we flew Bangkok, where we saw a friend Buddhist temples, met a relative and just went around for 2 days. Imagine how tired we were after several night of a few hours of sleep.

After Bangkok, Samelan begins!

7 days full of activity and lectures, sangat, diwans and meeting more wonderful people. There was soo much to do, so much to attend and so little time to sleep (yes I was a bit late to Japji Sahib a few times..cough)!


After Samelan me, my sister, Kiwi and Harkiran (friends from UK who were also at the samelan) went straight to Singapore with the Singapore bus!
Had a lot of fun with the Singapore people again!


We stayed at Jasbir Singh's house, who made sure our Singapore trip was enjoyable, and full of activity. The five of us (Jasbir, Kiwi, Harkiran, My sis and me) went to the part, did nitnem and had a little picknick there. While doing Nitnem it started raining, so by the time we were done we all had wet and cold bums. All five wet bums decide to go to Ash's place. We stay at his place and contemplate on what to do. We decide to go to a restaurant and eat Singaporean noodles with some of the Singaporean youngsters joining us.



While everyone else went home to rest and change, I went to meet Angad Singh Dilruba and Harpreet Singh, (a paji from Delhi who was at the samelan for a few days and subsequently came to Singapore with the Singapore people) who took me to a store to buy a tuner for my taus.

We attended one day of Naamras Samagam (a huge 4 days samagam organised in Singapore, with loads of Ragis coming from all over), but could't attend the rest since, me and my sis had to leave for KL the following day. After Naamras a lot of Singapore people met and went to Ash's place. Ash held a little party around the swimming pool, where youngesters from all parts of the world met and had a chat, ate some chips and got all funny. By now it's probably 1-2 am. Subsequently it is decided that we (the foreigners) should see the city (it was Christmas day so there were things to be seen). I was exhausted and fell asleep all the time. I was dead.

All in all, I've just got to say that these people are the best people around! They are the most welcoming, caring, friendliest people on the planet! They care so much about you.

Last day of my trip: bus from Singapore to KL (Jasbir had to call around sooo much to get these tickets for us on such a short notice! If it wasn't for him I would've missed my flight back home, which was to depart from KL).

Ok it's getting really late here now, but I'm going to share some some stuff from my trip in the blog. Malaysians are very emotional people, I noticed. Once they get carried away...they get carried away. They're so beautiful and it really makes me think about, how welcoming am I when someone comes to Sweden?

I shall post up more about the trip soon, and I shall add pictures too!

Saturday, December 09, 2006

Singapore Kids Camp

Landed in Singapore yesturday.
Singapore is a really nice country. Kind of reminds me of Sweden.

Incidentially they're holding a Kids camp here at one of the Gurdwaras in Singapore.
The Sangat and the youth here are AMAZING. Kids are so cute, and everyone so funny!

I was meant to spend one or two nights in Singapore and then move on to Malaysia where I'd meet my sister the 10th December. I've decided I'm going to stay here for another night (was unsure how many nights to spend here since I thought I'd have a boring time).

Kids here are so adorable. Everyone is so open-minded and so 'themself'. I've noticed that in Europe everyone seems to belong to some kind of group and follow some kind of trend (could be religious or whatever). Here everyone can be like they want to without being told of by people. I think its got to do with the fact that Sikhs have lived here for such a long time that Punjabi culture is fading in some way, and instead people can replace that with what they really are. So if you want to wear a 'suit' to Gurdwara, go for it, if you want to wear shorts - go for it. Theres no-one there standing and scolding you for anything and everything. In Europe theres generally more Punjabi culture influencing the way everything is thought to be 'right'.

I've for example seen several cases where bibis who go straight to Gurdwara from school or something, with their normal daily clothes (pants/jeans/shorts whatever) are told off by the people 'in charge', and where they've stopped going just because they are told they have to visit the Gurdwara wearing suits.

I know a lot of people will use words like 'modesty' and stuff like that. But what is modesty? What is modest for someone issn't modest for someone else.

Just allow people to be what they are, relaxed and everything. Everyone (with a few exceptions) here is so relaxed.

Just met Angad Singh yesturday. Nice fellow. He only comes during the evening though, so there wasn't much time yesturday.

Anyway it's a really inspiring camp (although for kids....I'm having fun)..and everyone here seems to be enjoying their time a lot. Atleast I am.

Will try to take some pics and add them when I come back to Sweden.

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

MALAYSIA HERE I COME!

Yes Yes! I shall be gong to the Malaysian Samelan in December!
This is going to be a once in a life time thing!

Let me know if anyone else reading is coming...

Will write more sooooon. =D