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    Valid points by UKLondonSikh as usual, but in summary (and rather simplistically) I'll say you give too much credit to the couples involved in these kind of marriages. Most (I won't say 'all') have no interest in obtaining blessings from Guru Granth Sahib Ji or anything on a spiritual level. To convey such couples as some victims of a vast spiritual injustice which some over-zealous Singhs will have to repent for in-front of Dharam Raaj is rather inaccurate. I do agree that a balance must be struck between making Guru Granth Sahib Ji available for those drawn to Sikhi, as well as ensuring maryada is upheld.
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    Thanks Veerji for that. I don't know how you would add that between IX and X, unless its IX.V or something haha Keep this going Prabhjot Singh!
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    May my life be a sacrifice unto Guru Gobind Singh Ji. And may my head stay at the feet of Guru Gobind Singh Ji.
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    Guru Ram Das, the asset and the treasure of the entire world And, is the guardian of the realm of faith and chastity. (Ganj Nama)
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    Hehe the more u think u not ,the more u are . We are one big family,hand in hand, all moving together pulling each other to the front. Sometimes in my journey i have been reduced to tears ,and a sense of hopelessness , all weak ,vulnerable ,and tender, and like crushed dirty rubble ,but you know , Gurmukha ki sangat n satsang is gr8 .it lifts you up, n gets u back on track. Life can turn out to be a roller coaster ride but Gurujee is great . My constant prayer are 2 lines from SGGS ,i.e '' bhoj baal ,brahm beer sukh sagar, grth prth geh leo anguria''i.e O Lord Of Mighty Arms, Warrior of the Cosmos, Oceon of Peace, i am falling/drowning into a pit, please grasp my fingers and pull me out''. I remember ,i used to do a weekly satsang for youths but a chardikela middle aged lady used to attend every week . Then suddenly she dissapeared for a few weeks . So , i was worried n went to her house and found out she was very ill . I told her '' matajee ,please take a taxi but do come to the naujawan satsang, I will do an ardas for your health at the end of the satsang and the keertan and naam will help you''. She agreed and came . During the satsang i was doing keertan on stage but could see her face beginning to change from despair to blossom with gr8 joy. When satsang was over she came to me and thanked me for pushing her to come because now she felt much more healthier n happier . i told her '' matajee, gurbani says..... mera bedh gur govinda'' . From that day she started attending again. Coming on this site by itself and reading everyone's inspiring posts from around the world is like being in one huge ever alive international global satsang and gurudwara!! Its so inspiring . Its a great privilege to be able to talk to so many brothers n sisters here irrespective of age and status ,and even have a few jokes too and learn from one another.Sometimes after reading n posting here , its time for my amritvela or nitnem etc and i feelso charged up because of what i had been reading .And things we read here we dont just keep privately to ourselves ,i share em wiv sikhs n non sikhs alike. May Gurujee bless us all with chardikela vitality and optimism
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    Wow that brought plenty tears to my eyes and even my heart swelled up in tears . so very beautiful. Ardas shall surely be done big time for you! Do allow ppl to respond on here because Gurujee can inspire and put words in ppl's mouths to trigger and catapult you into very very chardikela. We all tend to slack n get lazy but stay in the company of Gursikhs,attend lots satsangs and programmes ,and read as much as you can related to Sikhi n just keep talking to many blessed Sikhs ,as well keep doing ardas ,simran ,and gurbani and you be fine. iron sharpens iron . Focus on being Gurujee's ambassador. Gurujee brings us closer to Himself, not for us then to get riddled in constant inner battles and etc ,but in order to use us for His Glory , to be His angels and soldiers on the face of this earth. I have lived in the 1st part of my life in a deeply muslim country , now i live in a predominantly white country . But wherever Gurujee has put me , I know he wants to keep using me to a blessing to anyone and everyone, no matter wots their religion ,or race or religion or colour. Just last night(7th august 2009), a 21 year white guy called Matt ,who sometimes works for me in my business ,dropped in to see me for a chat. He has just graduated from Aberystwyth University in North Wales(UK), with a 1st class honours in Film Making. Over tea, i talked to him for 3 hours ,sparing him my time.He is feeling a little lost now that his degree is over . Lovingly, I advised him to cut out drinking and taking spliff, and we went through the various things he could do . This morning at 5.37 a.m i received a text msg from him .It reads '' I want to thank you for your advice,i woke up inspired.'' I just could thank Gurujee for having used me . Now that he trusts and likes me, im getting into a position where i can give him a simran cd, tell him slowly slowly about Sikhism ,take him to a gurudwara etc etc . See veerjee, if we keep doing this n busy our life by serving Gurujee like this we will never have time to be lazy or slack. In the town i life, lives a Sikh who is 70 odd years old . I take some of my inspiration from him. He even received an MBA from the queen of england. This guy in a humble way has a beautiful room in the highest part of his house where he does parkash of SGGS everyday, does all his prayers, and sometimes he organises me to do keertan in his house where he invites a load of people to have a satsang esp on Gurpurabhs. When he was young he had married a german white lady ,subsequently renamed amrit kaur, who for the last 10 years has been crippled with a very bad nerve disease. As a true Sikh , he looks after her , and in a humble way stays in contact with a huge number of Sikhs in this town always looking after them ,giving his ears to their problems and giving them suggestions to do prayers etc ,helping them out with sehaj paath ,etc . Everytime someone is in problem ,he gives his support. The local sikh tv channelin UK is in financial truble and i called him up about 5 days ago and lo n behold he had already been on the case b4 i culd call him!!! organising direct debits frm ppl etc etc . He doesnt only help Sikhs ,he is in just about every local community project ,minorities projects , the Commission for Racial Equality etc etc etc . Now such a man with his fingers in s many pies doesnt slack n get lazy because he is a pillar of society, a local institution , a legend. Mehtab Singh we all love you so much !!!!!!!!
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    qyrw kIqw jwqo nwhI mYno jogu kIqoeI ] thaeraa keethaa jaatho naahee maino jog keethoee || I have not appreciated what You have done for me, Lord; only You can make me worthy. mY inrguixAwry ko guxu nwhI Awpy qrsu pieEeI ] mai niraguniaarae ko gun naahee aapae tharas paeiouee || I am unworthy - I have no worth or virtues at all. You have taken pity on me. qrsu pieAw imhrwmiq hoeI siqguru sjxu imilAw ] tharas paeiaa miharaamath hoee sathigur sajan miliaa || You took pity on me, and blessed me with Your Mercy, and I have met the True Guru, my Friend. nwnk nwmu imlY qW jIvW qnu mnu QIvY hirAw ]1] naanak naam milai thaa(n) jeevaa(n) than man thheevai hariaa ||1|| O Nanak, if I am blessed with the Naam, I live, and my body and mind blossom forth. ||1|| I don't know how much this story is going to inspire anyone. There is not much to say, nothing too great as compared to the stories above, so just gonna give it a try. I wish I could name the people who helped me a great deal in becoming what I am, but since they may not appreciate it, I am gonna refrain from naming them. But you know who you are, and I will always be the dust of your feet!! I was born in a non-Sikh family, Punjabi Brahmin to be specific. Till I was nearly 19, I grew up in the United Arab Emirates, an Islamic country. My entire schooling, including my first year in college was done there. I saw the Hindi movie Maachis on T.V. This movie did the job of providing air to a hidden spark. The various scenes of Gurdwaras, the sound of Gurbani being sung gave me immense inner delight. Towards the end of 1997, when I was only 18 years and a few months, I sensed that some massive change was about to come in my life. I did some research on Sikhism on the internet which I had started using only after I was 18 and half years old. To my utter shock, I found the answers to all my lifelong spiritual queries which were left unanswered by every other religion. I fell in love with Guru Nanak!! Soon after I started doing path of Sri Sukhmani Sahib and fell in love with this Bani as well. I came to USA in August 1998, in the white majority and known to be racist part of the US. Thanks to the internet, I drowned myself into knowledge about Sikhi, Sikh history and everything else related to Sikhi. I would listen to Gurbani and kathas on the internet In the summer of 2003 I joined Sikhsangat.com. Now my Sikhi went on a rampage. I fell deeper and deeper into it. I met new Singhs on the net, talked to some over the telephone. I was sent "In Search of the True Guru", the autobiography of Bhai Rama Singh ji by a Singh from this forum (yeah man you know who you are lol). I never liked AKJ style keertan, but after I saw the live telecast of the November 2003 L.A. Samagam, I got addicted to it. In December 2003 I read Bhai Rama Singh ji's autobiography, and only after reading half of the book i decided to quit shaving and cutting my hair. Another veerjee from India who posts here sometimes urged me a lot to maintain strict Amritvela, and that was the reason I was able to stay strong. As my beard and hair grew, I cut myself off from everyone totally. People would ask my sister, who stayed with me, as to what was going wrong with me. I received absolutely no motivation from my family, or even the few Sikh acquaintances that I knew in my university. As surprising as you may find, the ones to congratulate me on my transformation were the Hindus and Muslims I knew. June 2004 was the twentieth anniversary of Operation Bluestar, the attack on Darbar Sahib. One Singh from California was kind enough to take me with him to Chicago where a Shaheedi Samagam was held. Here, for the first time in my life, I saw and met so many Amritdharis. I stayed with them for almost a week, and never for a moment did I feel that they were people other than my family. This was when I got my name changed as well. We visited a Singh, who was one of my panj pyaare in the very near future. He gifted me with 2 kirpans, 1 small and 1 huge. I put it on here itself. This Singh was breathtakingly chardi kala!! I couldn't stop my tears as I left his place. I couldn't talk. August 2004 arrived. It was exactly an year ago in these days. Gurujee helped me and I found transport. May Waheguru bless the Singh who took pains to arrange for my transport. I was with 2 Sikhs who drove me from Oklahoma to California. We stopped for a night at a gas station in Phoenix, Arizona. I felt very sad, as I wanted to reach El Sobrante by Thursday and spend some time with the sangat, but this was Wednesday night, and we were still in Arizona. But Gurujee's ways are amazing. I was going to give my head to Him, and He couldn't see me sad. At the gas station I saw an American Singh. He was Caucasian. He saw me and had a bright smile on his face. I went upto him, folded my hands and said Vaaheguroo Jee Ka Khalsa Vaaheguroo Jee Kee Fateh, and he responded with Vaaheguroo Jee Ka Khalsa Vaaheguroo Jee Kee Fateh. I told him I was going to take Amrit and that we had got delayed. He assured me that when one goes for a good purpose, God is always with you. These words came as words from Gurujee that He was with me!! I reached Bakersfield and spent a few hours at night at the home of a Singh. He was very kind and dropped me off at the bus station late at night. I took the bus from Bakersfield to Oakland, where 2 amazing Singhs in Bana had come to pick me up. Now I really felt on top of the world. I was hanging out with real Singhs!! We reached El Sobrante Gurdwara, and wow what a Gurdwara it is. Its on a mountain and visible from miles away, so enchantingly beautiful. I met many Sikhs who I befriended on the internet, and Vaheguru I don't know what to say! So much love I got, that I could have exploded. I met the same Singh who gave me the kirpans and was among my panj pyaare. I met some other really amazing Singhs as well. Finally the night came. The night of Saturday, August 21, 2004. Location: El Sobrante Gurdwara in California. Daas was blessed with Amrit. I felt that sense of belonging, that feeling of having a master. This was the day my search was over. My soul sang Anand bhaya meri maaye, SatGuru mai paayaa!! To all those who are born in Sikh families and have not taken Amrit yet, take it from me, it tastes better than any other taste ever created. I was born in a Hindu family, raised in an Islamic country, and studied in the Bible belt region of the U.S. It was Gurujee Himself who held my hand and never let me go astray. A lot happened after I took Amrit. Life is never a bed of roses. I am a kaljugi moorakh and can slip. But my master was always there to remind me that He is there for me even if I don't know about it. My sincere request to you is give yourself upto such a Guru. I don't know what is in store for me tomorrow. But I hope I die a Sikh. May Gurujee save me and all of us from all kurehits, and even more from bajjar kurehits. Sometimes people, out of love, call their beloveds "meri jaan", meaning "my life". It is the highest honor you can give someone you love. You address them as your own life. But just imagine the love Guru Gobind Singh Jee has for His Khalsa, when He says "Khalsa meri jaan ki jaan". He loves us much much more than His life!! I shed tears of happiness whenever I hear or recite these words. No one can love anyone as much as Gurujee loves His Sikhs. So why run after this fake world and its glory and riches when we have the lord of the universe as our true lover, true father, true mother, true friend!! Now hold it! Don't start praising me, because I know very well what I am. All that you have read was written some 4 years ago. Today I am a slacker and trying to get back and firm on the path of Sikhi. I am lazy and want to improve, so if at all you want to respond, don't respond on here, just do an Ardas for me, that I may grow/develop/progress in my Sikhi, and always stay firm and devoted to my Sikhi. That would be the best response, and the one that I am looking forward to.
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    well even though i was born into a amrithdhari family..i've always have love for sikhi at a really young age..i started doing kirtan when i wos abt 8 years old and was taught by my aunty ji that came down in the holidays..as a family we always use to sit down and do rehraas together den spend time to do an hour of simran.. as a kid i always wanted to wear a white dastaar coz i thought it looked awesome on other little kids lol i fink i wore it for a while then had trouble keeping it coz of the teasing i got from other kids in primary school..as i grew older i became more aware of sikhi and started to understand it more..before i use to go to work or if i had free time on my hands i would go to the local gurdwara which is lyke 4 mins away from my house and go and sit der and talk to baba ji... every chance i got i use to listen to katha of muhapursh saint eshar singh ji and it realli inspired me..when i wos cooking or cleaning around the house i would do simran or do path...im 22 now and never in my life have i touched a cigarette, done drugs, ate meat or had alcohol...i had friends i knew dat did it and they were offer it to me several times even pushing me to an extint but i always use to think 1000 times before that if i do that im hurting guru sahib ji and that id rather die then hurt guru sahib ji...so yeh hopefully one day with the rite guy i will take amrit
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    guru's banni !! it's beautifull !!
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    Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh i got interested in sikhi when i started going to sangat ... and people there showed me how lucky i was to be born into sikhi ... unlike people who keep on lookin for someone to show them and help them reach god, we have our gurus. i am extremely grateful for findin sangat and realizin what sikhi rlly is. Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh
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    Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh Reading these inspirational stories has made daas want to share his as well. Though it is not important, but here daas goes. As a child growing up in Surrey, BC daas didnt have any Sikhi knowledge (or sikhi in general) what-so-ever. Growing up, daas was always angry, to much kaam and krodh. Childhood was bad for daas, and his parents as daas was a very big and annoying brat. Nothing would change me, daas was too stubborn.... until Guru ji put daas onto the Sikhi path. It was just overnight or anything, it takes time to come into Sikhi, Guru ji makes us all take many tests to see where we are at and what we need to improve on. In actuality, daas was a Sikh by name, not by religion though daas knew some little itty-bitty stuff about Sikhi due to grandparents, parents and chacha-thai's. The real change happened in elementary school. For some odd reason, Guru ji wanted daas never to be part of the "cool" people. Even if given the chance to, daas would stay with the "cool" people but didn't like their sangat, as the "cool" people would always be mean and mock other people which hurt daas a lot. Then, sometimes people would always ask daas, "why do you keep your hair, why don't you cut it?" and "oh, that other boy cut his turban, why don't you?" daas would answer saying that its part of his religion to never cut one's hair and those who do are bad and sinners. These events occurred around grade 5-7. Daas' Sikhi was growing slowly and steadily. Daas remembers lecturing his teachers on Sikhi and how great it was. Daas remembers his teacher saying "Wow, what a great religion!" As daas got into High School, again daas didn't really like the cool people, but because daas wasn't really into Sikhi then, daas wished to be with them. Also, daas thinks this effects everyone at some point in their life, is the fact that in High School the people you see have all changed. The girls aren't "innocent" anymore but they change and wear provocative clothing or clothing which our Kaam finds very 'good.' For daas, kaam had always been a problem. Daas hated it, but didn't know how to fight it. daas was never inspired to motivated to read bani or jap Waheguru. Thus, eventually daas would always "let go" of any resistance to kaam and not fight back and accept it. Daas would always think to himself, "why aren't I cool?" "why don't girls like me?" and the like; this was all due to kaam. But, as Guru ji willed, daas would never be a part of the "Cool" people and stay with his other, elementary or "low class" friends daas made (please note daas doesnt consider these "low class" friends as low class but just saying as daas knows the "cool" poeple thought them wierd and unfit for them to be around.) After awhile, since daas' sister and himself were in High School, daas' parents decided to buy a computer as some homework assignments and projects needed to be completed with a computer. Now thanks to the internet, daas was connected to the world, especially getting connected to Sikhi and Gursikhs. Daas found many websites on Sikhi, each more inspiring then the last. All taught about what Sikhi is, what the 5 kakkars are, their significance and so much more! But then at the same time, other worse things would happen to daas while on the internet. It was an on-going battle of the mind. At school, daas would always start religious conversations with followers of different faiths or athiest's. It was really futile talking with them, but daas got a reputation for being "Religious" and people would say "oh, don't mess this 'giani'" etc etc. Grade 8 went by and then grade 9 and so forth. Each year daas would have gains in Sikhi, yet there would be losses as well (Daas thinks this happens to everyone at some point in School or just in life in general.) One of those losses was when in grade 10, daas forgot about Sikhi and did a really stupid thing. Daas sent a "love" letter to a goree girl whom daas liked. It was the stupidiest thing daas could do, but daas did it. Why? Because daas was in bad sangat and the sangat told me to do it. So daas told one of his friends to give it to her. The girl received it and she was shocked that she got the letter. She was even more shocked at how "cheesy" the letter was. The friend who daas gave the letter to told some people and in the end the girl found out. After that day, we both have never been the same. We always look away from eachother, never make eye contact, etc (now, in grade 12 it's changed.) That was the stupidiest thing daas did in grade 10. Then, with Guru Ji's kirpa, after that day daas just let go of these stupid things and just concentrated on Sikhi and studies. As the school year ended and summer came, daas spent his time on the computer looking up on Sikhism. Daas would spend hours and hours and hours on the internet just to make a connection with Sikhi and Guru Sahib ji. Daas would read inspirational stories on Gursikhs and be amazed at how they lived their lives accoriding to Rehit and just how much INTENSE love they had for Waheguru Ji and Guru Sahib. Daas always wished he could be at that avastha too. Then one day, daas met someone (daas would like to keep their identity gupt, please forgive me.) But this individual changed daas' life. In grade 11, while on in the internet, daas went to a forum site and there was someone who just stuck out at daas. Daas, amazingly got hold of their email and added them to his msn. Now, for personal and private reasons, and because this individual wished so, daas wishes to keep what we talked about private, but this person was so in love with Waheguru ji that daas could not believe it. Their avastha was soo high, yet they were young at age. Not even amritdhari, yet did amritvela, kept sarbloh bibek and so much more. It was amazing! Honestly, what daas is saying is nothing compared to how daas FEELS when talking about this individual. Then, after awhile it so happened that daas and this individual would not talk, due to certain issues (there was no kaam involved, just other reasons that are best kept gupt.) Later on, on the same forum site, another Gursikh stuck out to daas and daas sent them an email. The most amazing part was, when they asked me where daas got their email from, daas said that if you clicked their name their email would show because they typed it in the box where it says they want their email to be displayed (Tapoban Forums.) They sent daas an email back saying that was strange as they NEVER put their email up on those forums (it was as if Guru ji wanted us to know eachother, it's a feeling hard to describe.) The Gursikh and daas started talking, again please forgive me but what we two talked about is something which should be gupt and it was only told to daas. This Gursikh's avastha is very high and he told daas some very amazing things which daas is not allowed to disclose. Eventually, daas and this Gursikh were not meant to talk due to the Gursikh saying that they would like to decrease their time on the computer and focus more on Simran and Bani (Sikhi.) But, those conversations we had changed daas and left daas wanting more. Due to this Gursikh and the previous Gursikh daas met, daas was changed forever. Daas started to also, at this time, come to know of the Akhand Kirtani Jatha and Bhai Randhir Singh. Daas loved the Akhand Kirtani Jatha and was amazed and breath-taken at the amazing Gursikhi and Prem for Waheguru filled life of Bhai Sahib Bhai Randhir Singh Ji. Daas got more and more influenced by the Jatha. The day daas took amrit, daas didn't even know it was going to happen, yet daas did. Something strange happened to daas, daas does not know whether to talk about it or not, but for now daas will keep it gupt. All daas can say is that Bhai Sahib Bhai Randhir Singh is a part of it. On April 23/2006 daas was iniated into the Khalsa Panth. But before taking amrit, daas was nervous and scared and didn't know whether to take amrit or not. So daas took a Hukamnama which was taken from www.SikhiToTheMax.com. The hukamnama was by Bhai Gurdas Ji and it said: namasakaar guradhaev ko sathanaam jis ma(n)thr sunaayaa|| bhavajal vchio(n) kaadtakae mukath padhaarathh maa(n)hi samaayaa|| janam maran bho kaattiaa sa(n)saa rog vijog mittaayaa|| sa(n)saa eih sa(n)saar hai janam maran vich dhukh sabaayaa|| jamadha(n)dd siro(n) n outharai saakath dhurajan janam gavaayaa|| charan gehae guradhaev kae sath sabadh dhae mukath karaayaa|| bhaae bhagath gurapurab kar naam dhaan eishanaan dhrirraayaa|| jaehaa beeo thaehaa fal paayaa ||a|| I bow before the Guru (Guru Nanak Dev) who recited the satinam mantra(for the world). Getting (the creatures) across the world ocean He raptly merged them in liberation. He destroyed the fear of transmigration and decimated the malady of doubt and separation. The world is only illusion which carried with it much of birth, death and sufferings. The fear of the rod of Yama is not dispelled and the sakts, the followers of the goddess, have lost their lives in vain. Those who have caught hold of the feet of the Guru have been liberated through the true Word. Now being full of loving devotion they celebrate the gurprubs (anniversaries of the Gurus) and their acts of rememberance of God, charity and holy ablutions, inspire others also. As someone sows, so he reaps. http://www.sikhitothemax.com/Page.asp?Sour...41&Format=2 After reading this, daas knew there was no other option but to take amrit. The Sanchaar was held by the Akhand Kirtani Jatha at Khalsa Primary School just across Khalsa School in Surrey, BC. At 1:00am in the morning, daas was a new born child rescued by Guru Gobind Singh ji and Mata Sahib Kaur Ji. Now, daas tries his best to follow Sikhi and thanks to Guru ji, daas has found the True Sangat and now is free from everything. Dhan Guru, Dhan Guru Pyare. What more can daas say. Everything happens as Guru ji wants it to happen. (please note there have been some things which have not been mentioned, they are not bad but daas wishes they remain gupt. Maaf kardo) Now all daas has to say is that we should all, as a Panth Jap as Much NAAM as we can and save ourselves from this TERRIBLE World Ocean which is drowning us. *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* *Wahe Gurooooo* Bhul Chuk Maaf karna sangat jio. - daas Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh
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    Luckily, iwas born in a Punjabi (guess you ould call us Sikhs) family. No one was amritdhari. I stopped cutting my hair at 4 and left meat at 5. 6 i took Amrit. At 5, i went to my first gurmat camp, by Bhai Amarjit Singh and Joginder Singh from Surrey at Stockton, my nanake's pind. I was supposed to become amritdhari that camp, but my mom took me home sayng there was no camp on Saturday, the amrit sanchar day lol. Next year, same camp Bhai Amarjit Singh lectured my mom and I became an Amritdhari. I partly became a Singh because at that age, i didn't know too much about Sikhi. My cousins, whom i looked up to, were Amritdhari, and i wanted to be just like them. After me, my mother, then my little sister, dada and dadi, and finally, my dad also became children of the Guru
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    Simply put, I came to Sikhi because Waheguruji turned me in its direction, and kicked my butt so I could fall into it! :TH: But I'm taking a little poetic license in that description. I came into it by way of my biggest hobby, comparative religious studies. I came from a Polish Catholic family, went to Catholic school, took the big steps: First Confession, First Communion, Confirmation. I made Confirmation under protest: I didn't feel that I could honestly get up there and tell the Bishop that I was going to be a Catholic for the rest of my life, when I had issues over some of the church teachings. Why did I do it? Because my father got drunk, beat the hell out of me and told me that if I didn't get confirmed the next punishment would be sexual. (He was a sick man, made that way by Hitler.) So I became a hypocrite to save my skin, did the ceremony, and left the church. (I don't blame the church. It didn't do anything to me. But I believe that women are as capable of leading a congregation as men, and that celibacy isn't necessary to serve God; other ministers marry and it makes them better advisors to their congregations.) So I went about looking for God. I went with the Mormons for a while, and for the worst possible reason: I had a crush on a Mormon guy. One word of advice for you all--never, NEVER get into a faith for the sake of another person because that person becomes your god and you forget the Divine Creator! But even after the guy didn't work out, I stayed a while, feeling like I was crashing a party I hadn't been invited to. And afterward I went into a two-year hermitage to figure out where I was supposed to go. I didn't find that out, but I did find out one thing: I wasn't a true Christian. I didn't believe that Jesus is divine, a Son of God in the literal sense; I realized I believed he was a man, a prophet and a holy man, a guru among his people, but a man. And God was too big to be put into a box, into one little form: God was in my cat and the blizzards that hit Buffalo, not only Father but Mother, Friend and Lover. I would not find this among the Christianity I knew, and would not be a hypocrite a second time. I floundered around for a time then, playing with Wicca and Shamanism, realizing all the time that they weren't where I belonged; nowhere did I feel at home. I read my books, eating up everything I could on religion, which was my biggest interest since childhood. And then I found a copy of Dasam Granth. I wanted to yell off the top of City Hall! Here was everything I'd come to believe during my hermitage, and someone many centuries ago had written it. That was when God turned me around and kicked me into Sikhism, because then I ran into the man who would be my teacher and husband, a friend of one of my ex-boyfriends. He taught me who the Sikhs are, told me the glorious hymns and the mighty history. I knew I was home. I'd found God's House at last. I also knew that as a Westerner I had to fight for my home. I lost my job over the right to wear my kara and kirpan, and would do it again. The name Bahadur came to me as I read Kirtan Sohila for my dead foster-mother; it's now my middle name and the one the Indian Sikhs use to address me. For them, there is no Elizabeth, and they no longer call me The Polack. I am here because I was meant to be. For whatever reason, I'm here and trying to keep to the path the best I can. Waheguruji will let me know why I'm here, when we're both good and ready. All I know is, I'm here and I'm home, and you can't beat that. Blessed be, BahaPolska
  14. 1 point
    waheguru ji ke khalsa, waheguru ji ke fateh Pyare jio, for anyone who has not seen the orignal thread on tapoban this is the link. It has some really amazing stories in it. http://www.tapoban.org/phorum/read.php?f=1...141#reply_33667 Mine is not so amazing. It just sorted happened, still sometimes wonder if I am in Sikhi as yet..... waheguru ji ke khalsa, waheguru ji ke fateh I was born in UK, and have one elder brother. He always had kesh, and i was a mona. My father in 1987 kept his kesh, and a year later both my mother, who know started wearing a keski, and father both took amrit. Both have always kept good amrit velas, and it changed the atmosphere in the home. They were always ideal role models for us. When I was 11, I wanted to keep my kesh, but with no sangat of my age, I found it difficult. As I grew up, all my friends were into drinking, later smoking and spliff. None of this attracted me, and I only drank infrequently, and only small amounts. We used to go to gigs alot, but always there were fights, between us and other groups of punjabis, or muslims. I was about 16 then. The last straw for me was when at one gig. I saw a lad, who I did not know, got jumped and beaten severely. All of his mates ran away. I felt sorry for him, so I hauled off the boys who were beating him up. His head was cut, and the bouncers put him out. He was lying there on the floor. I said to him I will take him to hospital, but he would not have it. So I took him home. All my mates said leave him, he is not our concern. But I took him by myself. After dropping him off, I went home on the tube. I looked down at my clothes, they were covered in his blood. I just thought, what is this rubbish, and what am I doing in these crowds. I never went to a gig again. A few months later, my father took me to my first youth programme in watford hall. Shivcharan Singh was doing a talk, which was good. Then a young lad came up to me and gave me a leaflet for Khalsa camp 1992. He was a mona, just like me, and he said come, it will be a laugh. So I signed up. The khalsa camp was excellent, it was the first time I had met young sikhs. I met people from my town like Onkar and Hardip there for the first time. During the camp, on one day, during the lectures, a message came thorough. Apparently a really famous Singh in India had just become Shaheed. The Singh doing the lecture, who was in full bana, almost came to tears. The whole room went quiet. I did not have a clue what was going on. (I later found out the Singh who was shaheed was jathedar Sukhdev Singh Babbar). Then one singh said there will a rainsbhai tonight in memory. I did not know what a rainsbhai was, but the guy next to me told me it was his frst aswell, and they are meant to be really good. The rainsbhai was fanatastic, we got there at 9, and the next thing I knew it was 6 in the morning. It was my first experince of keertan, and I got addicted. For the first time, I had felt such inner glow. After the camp, I went back to my friends. I never thought about keeping kesh, it just automatically happened. I just never shaved again. All my friends tried to stop me from keeping kesh. They would spend hours talking to me, telling me, I had everything they wanted. I had the clothes, the car, and all the girls they wanted were friendly with me. But I said, it always never meant anything to me. The girls would say to me, its just a phrase, we will get you back. None of them understood. That lifestyle is not what makes me happy inside. At weekends instead of going out with them, I was now going to keertan programmes wherever I could. After I had not been out with them a few weeks, they all started on me. Plus I was now wearing a small dastaar. They said I have to go out with them that weekend. After much pressure, I agreed. We went out, a large number of us. Tradition was after a night out, everyone went to this shop where they did chicken kebabs. We had done this for years. Sitting there surrounded by all my friends, watching them each chicken, for the first time, I felt a deep pain inside. The kind of pain, when you know something is wrong, or someone in front of you is swearing or doing ninda. "So I said to all of them, I think I will leave. I do not wish to spoil your pleasure, but I cannot sit and watch you eat meat. It hurts me. " That was the last time, I ever went out with them. All of us are close even till today. We all went to the same uni, They wanted me to stay with them in their house. But I never wanted to impose my rules on them, so I commuted instead. We all had an understanding. They knew, whenever I was around, they could not smoke, drink, eat meat, swear, talk about girls or boys in wrong way, or do ninda.They knew I never said anything, I would just walk away, but they did it just to make stick around. I never left my friends, I just changed the way we interacted with each other. They knew never to ask me to go anywhere against Gursikhi. I now came across Bhai sahib Randhir Singh jis autobiography. I always used to read, it was a passion of mine. I read alot of books on sikhi. But this was revelation for me. I had never realised that this level of thinking, and calibre of Gursikh ever existed. It pushed my own perception of sikhi higher ten fold. Bhai sahib jeevan brought home to me how imortant a jeevan actually is, and not just ritualistically going to gurdwaras. Never had my mind contemplated going into sikhi so deeply before. I spent most of my time in sangat, especially jatha. In Uk, we have a youth scene, but I always found them hard to understand. I saw the same thing in them that I saw in elders generally. They all talked about not doing it, politics, backstabbing, powertrips, but did it anyway. Plus I was not into sikhi for that, just into it for keertan, my mun (mind), sangat, and Panth. I saw many youth coming into sikhi going from pillar to post. One day in jatha, the next with a sant, the next with taksal, the next with feds, etc. I thought this was like in gurbani, what we say "patak the". Searching and going everywhere, yet obsessed by staying neutral. They all say we do not get into politics, we are neutral. I personally thought these neutral pople are more into politics that anyone else, otherwise how do they know what is neutral and what is not. I personally felt very lucky, that Maharaj gave me a path where I avoided all politics, double-mindedness, controversies, groups, etc. Guru Maharaj himself took me from day one to the source of Gurmat, Shabad guru, keertan and path. Never have I ever felt the need for anything else. I am truely content with bani. No sants, youth leaders, keertanis, jathedars, have ever attracted me, neither have I ever ran after anyone. Bani is my Guru, and all I ever needed. One day, a friend said to me, there is a amrit Sanchaar in Slough. Are you not going to take amrit. I had never even considered it, but after much thought, and reading Amrit ki Hai, by Bhai sahib, I thought now is the time. So I got prepared. On my interview first, the Panj asked me alot of questions to see if I was ready. Alot of youth at uni age were doing wrong things, and they wanted to be sure that i was strong in Gurmat. The Panj set me a condition, the once I got Naam, I would got to a Gursikhs house who lived near me everday for 3 months and do Amrit vela with him. I agreed. Outside the Amrit Sanchaar, Bhai Rama Singh ji came and sat with me. he smiled and said he was happy I was taking amrit. He was getting pesh, because he had just had his heart transplant. He spent alot of talking to me about Amrit, priceless thougths, and then said, the more bhagtee we do now, the more impact amrit will have on us. We sat there doing moolmantar. After many hours we were called in for amrit. Bhai sahib said to me, when the Panj Pyare prepared amrit, concentrate on the bowl, while listening to the bani. Do not move your eyes from it. So I did. It was very hypnotic. Amrit was a very powerful emotion for me. Things happen that I cannot describe, twice I fell unconscious. Such was the strong energy inside, but the complete peace in my mind. I felt sad, when I hear of youth, who tell me they went and took amrit from sants, and felt nothing. They did not know Gurmantar, and did not value Amrit. I felt so fortunate that maharaj gave me everything, I never had to search for it. The condition of the Panj was excellent. For 3 months or more, I did amrit vela with this Gursikh. He took me to spirtual highs I can never describe. Some days I felt lazy,and he would phone, encouraging me to come as soon as possible. It was only then after this period of abyass after amrit, that I realised how amazing Naam and how powerful it is. The youth around me used to tell me amazing stories about sikhs they had met. I had never met anyone. So one night I did ardas, Maharaj let me have darshan of all your choosen sikhs. Not to follow, because bani was everything, just out of interest. I had already met Bhai Rama Singh, a most amazing soul. Within weeks, i met bhai Jeevan Singh, Giani Nahar Singh, Bhai Raghbir Singh. I went to Canada, and met so many amazing souls, and also to India, in particular Delhi Smagam. The magnetism of naam in India is just profound. There are so many special jeevans in the Panth, it is just a shame, we spend most of lives with our eyes closed, and not realise their existence. For many years, everything was perfect. I was surrounded by sangat, keertan, and Naam. Eventhougth we were always involved in panth, politics never affected me, because of this shield of naam. Praise was everywhere, and I felt invincible. Not out of haumai or pride, just because I always felt Guru jis hand on my head. Then suddenly, something happened which changed everything. I did not feel I had done anything wrong, just the circumstances and environment Guru i put me in, had changed. At first I felt deep depression, because I had never been away from sangat. But then I realised, this was just another test, a very hard one, something to overcome. Guru maharaj had showed me sikhi in a certain way, now i was been shown it in another. I realised how unimportant I am, and never to expect anything from anyone. Guru Tegh Bahadhur Ji bani said so much to me about what I was gong thougth. Bani was the only thing I had ever felt faith in, and it was always there for me. Maharaj walked me through that time. I learned more about Gurmat, my inner self, my failings through this than anything else. Now in hindsight, I am glad I went througth that. It made my faith so much stronger. It took me nearer to what I wish to achieve and become. Maharaj is so amazing, one can do nothing but submit in front of him. Two years ago, I met a friend, a muslim who converted to fundamental islam, when I got into sikhi. He said he was surpirised I was still into sikhi. I said why, and asked why he was not into islam anymore. He said "I went into Islam, because it was cause for me. Chechnya, Palestine, etc. Muslims being killed everywhere. After time it faded. The prayers are good but it faded." I replied "we have causes in sikhi aswell. But sikhi was never a cause for me. It is a lifestyle. Sikhi is about becoming a better person. That is something that will take all of my lifetime to do. I am in it for life. One can never stop being a better person". waheguru ji ke khalsa,waheguru ji ke fateh
  15. 1 point
    Right from the begining i have studied in a sikh school, hence i heard shabds every morning, and learnt jaap ji sahib in the divinity class(sikh history and stuff) the things that really inspired me were the stories of bhai taru, bhai mani singh baba Deep Singh , bhai garja-bhai bota singh and most of all the martyrdom of baba banda bahadur moved me so much my parent have a very non-sikh way of life, that what pulls me mroe towards sikhi, i don't want my family to drift away from sikh-heritage which makes us all so proud. right from Guru Nanak ji's time guru ji and gursikhs have only done things which make us proud, why shld we not make our guru ji proud by being better sikhs also seeing most sikhs here getting in to brahmin like practices makes me more and more keen on knowing what does guru granth sahib says abt these things the truth is so simple, and straight forward
  16. 1 point
    I converted to sikhi, and i have been enjoying it since 5 months ago. I fell in love with sikhism after looking more deeply into it. I'm progressing quickly, the first day i came out of hiding, i stopped watching tv (except news), threw most of my computer games in the garbage, and became a vegetarian. Of course i still need more time, i still have to track down the 5 k's and learn how to pray to waheguru (if that's right). -Khalsa Starr
  17. 1 point
    waheguroo ji ka khalsa waheguroo ji ki fateh! my mom started me on the path of sikhi by being a good role model and then i came to cali and met gzillions of gursikhs and becmae inspired bt them...i began wearing a dastaar bcz of my friends amandeep and pavandeep kaur (twins) and then in december i took amrit after years of anxious waiting...but the most important inspiration was Guru Ji and Shaheed Singhs and Singhnis waheguroo ji ka khalsa waheguroo ji ki fateh!
  18. 1 point
    LOL @ Kumi anyways i got into sikhi because all my family used to be so close to different jatha's especially my grandma who knew the Damdami Taksal Jatha. But as i got older i went off sikhi and went into music, movies... But then i met Bhai Rama Singh at the gurdwara in the mornin i was really inspired by them and i would go to the gurdwara every day at amrit vela first listen to gurbani, keertan and do simran, then i would go and do seva such as clean the windows, door, table and serve cha(tea). THEn again the 5 theives got me after Bhai Sahib passed away and went into all the stupid. After that i have been inspired by Sant Jarnail Singh Ji and sangat from this forum and with Guru Ji's Kirpa(as always) am starting to do sirman and read Waheguroo di bani! and soon will be starting to get gurbani santhia . So hoepfully with Guru Ji's Kirpa i wont fall into doin stupid stuff again and start becomin a Gursikh
  19. 1 point
    Wahguru ji ka khalsa, Waheguru ji kee fateh! My parents brought us up in sikhism from when we were pretty young. Involving us in gurmat camps in stuff. Then we went to see Siri Singh sahib (yogi ji) in America after writing to him about some questions concerning sikhi. N in his reply he tellin us to join him there. The one week camp was jus amazing. We were even invited to a wedding there. It was so simple but yet really beautiful. N it wasn't really over the top they just wore pretty simple white clothes. It was breathe takin. The lahma were read in three different languages so everyone could understand. Gurmukhi, punjabi, n spanish. The younger children also all had dastaars n looked really cute. This was girls n boys. Whilst we were there we heard about a khalsa school in India which was run by the American sikhs. Called Miri Piri academy in Amritsar. My parents decided it would be a good idea for us to study there for a year which we did. N after seein the love n sharda these people had for sikhism n the Guru i was jus blown away. <_< We would go to Harmandir Sahib at 3 o'clock in the morning to do the sewa of the parkarma. N they jus loved it. They did really good kirtan n were learning to speak gurbani. N comparin myself with them at that time it jus put me to shame. To think the respect n love they had. So i decided that it was time to sort myself out. These people were jus amazing n such a huge, huge inspiration to me. :TH: Waheguru, waheguru, waheguru. God Bless them. And thank you! Waheguru ji ka khalsa, Waheguru ji kee fateh!
  20. 1 point
    Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fatheh!! Guru Ji Kirpa we live close to the Gurudwara so as a little kid my mom always used to take me... back then it was about playing in the basement then coming upstairs after Hukamnaama to hand out kleenex... then they started having Gurmat Camp every year in the summer from Surrey (one held by Malik's crew)... then after a couple camps in '97 Guru Ji blessed me with Amrit... then two years ago Jatinder Veerji (from Abbotsford) and Rapinder Bhenji (from Surrey/Vancouver) came for camp and taught us about Chaurasee Lakh Joona and that really taught me how precious this life is... and then SIKHSANGAT!! and WAHEGUROO FORUMS!! sooooo much inspiration on these two sites... love it... and then recently my dad's really helped me understand alot of things... of course all of this is Waheguroo's kirpa... moh mgn ibkrwl mwieAw qau pRswdI GUlIAY ] moh magan bikaraal maaeiaa tho prasaadhee ghooleeai || I am intoxicated by emotional attachment to Maya, the treacherous one; by Your Grace alone can I be saved. qwr´au sMswru mwXw md moihq AMimRq nwmu dIAau smrQu ] thaaryo sa(n)saar maayaa madh mohith a(n)mrith naam dheeao samarathh || The Universe is intoxicated with the wine of Maya, but it has been saved; the All-powerful Guru has blessed it with the Ambrosial Nectar of the Naam. bhul chuk maaf Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fatheh!!
  21. 1 point
    got into sikhi through the sangat of sants and tapes of baba ishar singh jee of rara sahib
  22. 1 point
    Waheguroo Jee Ka Khalsa! Waheguroo Jee Kee Fateh!! i come from a family, who for now, have forgotten( very badly forgooten) guru sahib maharaj. But, ever since i was a little kid, guru maharaj had kirpa, did naam simran and sang praises of god since 5 years old, and i loved him very much. But sadly, i didnt know what was sin, how to live in maryada, as no one guided me. Well, i was wrong. Satguru guides us all. I read a book when i was 10( started getting into reading), and i leraned abour sikhi. So, that second, guru maharaj showed me the path to mukhti. I stopped all the sins, with guru jes kirpa, and started my practice for amrit. I practiced for round a year, then took khanda je pahul and with satguru maharaj i learned sikh history, how to read gurbani, gatka, etc. I started waking up at 2 am and reading 5 bani, doing 3 hours of naam simran, sometimes almost fainting, and then doing asa di vaar and sukhmani sahib paat. Then in evining, after school, i would do my work, play, and do sukhmani sahib, rehareass sahib, naam simran, and at night kirtan sahila. I felt so close to guru je. No all thats on my mind is guru maharaj and vaheguru. I find eternal peace at tgurughar, and am gonna build a seperate house for guru je, where i can have their darshan everyday. I just wish that the guru sahib granted sikhi always remains with me, and may my head go, but never my sikhi. May satguru have kirpa Waheguroo Jee Ka Khalsa! Waheguroo Jee Kee Fateh!! this is a story about a kid just shows that guru jes kirpa can do anything bhul chuk maf
  23. 1 point
    Im into sikhi because of history ! Hearing sakhia since im kid, watching the pictures of our brave sikh warriors etccc made me proud of being a sikh.. So i got into sikhi via non-religious way, so i still have to take lots of step to get into or step ahead in sikhi via religious way.. BTW, SOGGSJ .. How far back did the whole thing happened to you??
  24. 1 point
    Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh How did i get into Sikhi?.... Akaalpurkh de kirpa naal i have been born into a family where Sikhi has been present for generations and I am honoured to have had the blessings of my very own Baba Ji (R.I.P.) who spent his whole life dedicated to this one cause... Sikhi parchar. This has taken him through humble beginnings from the old Indian Panjab (now Pakistan) to Panjab as we know it, to Delhi, to Africa, the UK and then finally on to the US where he spent the remainder of his life dedicated to Sikhi. Sikhi has been a part of me, is a part of me and will always be a part of me. Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh
  25. 1 point
    vaaheguru ji ka khalsa vaaheguru ji ki fateh i've been trying to get a copy of undithi duniya too, but whichever stall person I ask, they say all the copies have been sold. This book must really be awesome! How did I get into Sikhi? Well, once I was searching for Malkit Singh's bhangra tracks on napster and when I couldn't find anything new, I just took Malkit off and did a search with the word Singh. The first file which showed up was that of Dhan Dhan Baba Jernail Singh Ji Khalsa Bhindrawale!! I don't know why I even clicked on that file, but when it got done downloading, I just bursted out into tears. And then daas found the websites: akj.org and akj.org.uk. I downloaded some tracks of Bhai Harpreet Singh ji of Canada without knowing that he was a good kirtani or not as I had no sense of what the files would be like. Those kirtan files gave daas a final blow of prem di teer of Satguru ji's Sikhi!! And luckily after some days daas came in contact with some Singhs associted with AKJ and I was amazed to see their prem for Sikhi and Rehit Maryada. And then I started attending a local simran program which was being organized mostly by Singhs associted with AKJ and dang!, the simran just shook me! It was so chardi kaala. Luckily after getting into Sikhi daas's local town had an amrit sanchaar (this was before starting simran programs). So I took amrit over there and started doing Path and keeping Rehit. Only after doing all these things did I find out how practical Sikhi is. There are many of our brothers and sisters who think keeping sarbloh bebeaik and baana is just pakhand but i t really isn't, atleast from what I know. We only get to know the importance of such things after we start doing them. ok, continuing with the story, then daas got naam drir and it was just AWESOME to get it done from charde kaala vaale Singhs! Sikhi is really beautiful but we really cannot see the true Sikhi without actually practising it. Sarbloh, bebeaik/baana/naam simran/paath/santhea are all the things which will give us courage similar to that of Puraatan Singhs and Kaurs. I'm REALLY REALLY thankful to Guru Sahib for blessing me with the daat of Khande baate ki Pahul. I really think that I'm not worthy of being an Amritthaari, it was the vaadeae of Guru Sahib that he bestowed me with it! :D I LOVE GURU GRANTH SAHIB JI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D va aheguru ji ka khalsa vaaheguru ji ki fateh


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