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Thanks Kurtas. I downloaded "Scan2Text 1.0.4" from http://www.download.com/Scan2Text/3000-207...tml?tag=lst-0-7 tk.

I PMed her my answer as soon i received her message without thinking. there is a sakhi that when Guru Gobind Singh Ji was going somewhere on his horse and suddenly, the ghora stopped and refused to move further, u know u want the horse to move and he doesn't and raises their front legs up in the air. That's exacly what happened. Guru ji tried to move him, but he won't. Later on, it was leanred that that there was a tobacoo field ahead. There's another side to this situation. I think when someone is sooooooooooooooo addicted to cigarette and will die at the spot if he is not given a cigerette and you are the only one who is around and can save his life, but later on try to help him reduce it and slowly make him quit his habbit. i think in that situaion, it will be, according to me, right thing to give that person cigerette. what u guys think. i may be wrong.

Few minutes ago, our Team Lead sent me instance message. Here's the small conversation between her and me (I replace her and my name with 'She' and 'Me', respectively.): She... are you busy Me... nop She... could you do me a favor. I am out of smokes. can you buy me some if I give you money Me... actually i am not allowed to touch the cigarettes She... I wondered She... no problem thanks Me... sorry bout that She... not a problem Me... thanks tat's it lol.... i hope i did not offend her. How would you guys have responded if you were asked the same or similar thing without humiliating or disrespecting the person?

Sometimes humiliation comes from guilt. If i have done something wrong and certain ppl watched it or or atleast i know that they found out and there is noway i can hide it from those ppl what i have done, makes one humiliated. The second could be humilated by others, as you are talking about. I think everybody takes it from a different perspective, depending on current state of his/her mind, spiritually. I think we feel humiliated sometimes becuase we think we are 'something'. When we feel we are 'nothing', a state of mind, we will not feel humilated doesn't matter what ppl say.

It's crazy man..... Mehtab Singh, I think you guys need to manage to get out of that country and come to us (US, not 'us' lol... jk). so that means they are forcing their religious law even upon those people who do not belong to their religions, how would they react when Christian countries force their laws upon them? they'll freak out and start tripping. Are general muslims living in your country happy with these laws, or they have no choice?

sorry for the typos in my post above: Almub = Album Nanaka Nankana

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh Please click on the link below and the 1st Almub is Baba Tera Nanaka. Click on the album and select the first song to play. http://music.pz10.com/artist/8/Chamkila%20&%20Amarjot.html tk

This guys i really really mentally retarded. About 3-4 years ago when i went to his website, i sent him an email about his name that why he had his caste name and "Jatt" in his name. If he is a sikh then he should use only "Singh" as his last name. His reply was sooooooooooooo offensive and personal attacking that i could nto even imagine. He said that those who do not know who their fathers don't have cast names, they don't know where they have come from, they are bast*rds. Read anything by him and it so sooooooooooooo rude, offensive, and mentally sick writings.

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh I heard that there is a Software that you can scan the pages from any book and it coverts it into text, rathar than wasting the time typing the whole thing. Does anyone know/has that Software? I need it. Thanks.

Search on google for Sant Kirpal Singh. Its the same radha-da-soami guy i thought earlier.

Wasn't he one of the Radhasoami Gurus, if its the same person?

Wonderful Poem.....

welcome to the forum Sad_man ji. I went through same situation in high school, cuz of several reasons, two were the main ones. The first was language, English. I know only three things: "Yes", "No", and "I don't know". If somebody asked me my name and I did not understand what I was being asked, guess wat would my anser be.......... I would suggest you to clear your mind from the thought that nobody cares for you if you are standing alone, nobody notices you, or nobody wants to talk to you, etc. etc. If you keep thinking too much inside stuff in your mind, you will be lost in your own thoughts and it will make you feel alone, sad, and uncomfortable. Try not to think anything when you go to school or any Sikh camps. Try to act free, don't care about people what they will think of you if you do this or that. If you want friends, start each day as a new, fresh day. Leave yesterday's thoughts to yesterday and dont let them bother your today, otherwise, you today will be just like yesterday. so try to khush riha karo janaam, at least when you meet ppl, even when you are sad inside, . ho sakda ke eh baharli happiness ek din andar chali jaavey. who know.....

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh Manbiro Singh Ji, dont worry about losing your m8tes cuz you refused to go to pubs with them. As you said that when you said no and they respected your decision of not going to pubs means that they do understant that what they are doing is wrong. That's why they did not force you. I have been through similar situations where my friends, all of them, went to clubs and I waited either in the car or in motel when we went to Las Vegas when I was in university. Please forgive me I'm going off topic her lil bit, but why us Punjabis offer Sharaab, beer, and meat in our weddings? For only and only one reason: 'Rishtedaar ki kehnge'? We do that so that we wont lose our relatives. If we dont offer these things they wone come to our wedding,etc. etc. If we do not do these things, which have become a commom practive in society, we are conisered odd, rude, and disrespectful in the eyes of all those 'khaan peen wale'. Now we have one of the two choices, either make you Guru happy or our 'Ristedaars'. Manbiro Ji you are in the similar situation. One side of the fence are your friends and other side your Guru. Guru can give us everything, but friends........ Maybe its the test you are going through like many of us in different situations, every single day, sometimes hard to accept.

illegan ni yaar, ennu kehnde ne tedhi ungli naal gheo kadhna... kadi payase kau-ey wali kahani ni suni

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh Sadhsangat Ji, please click on the link below to download and listen to Gurbani Katha Vichaar. I have listend to only two of those so far, they are amazing: Saka Nankana Sahib.mp3 and Maharaja Ranjit Singh - Bhai Pinderpal Singh.mp3 http://www.sikhwisdom.com/download_audio.asp

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh I think Arora is just like another cast. In our pind in Punjab, the Bhais (Granthi and his family) were Aroras who lived in the Gurdwara and do Path and also had a dukaan (grocery shop), like other villages in Punjab. They had two daughters and they married their daughters to their cousins (Maasi se mundian naal). Muslims do that, but they were Sikhs and Amritdharis. It was strange. That's the only thing I know about them, maybe that was only one family that did this.

Vicky Singh, you can try DVDX Copy Platinum or Express Edition to copy it. Other good ones are Alcolol and DVD Ghost 2.0. If none of them work, use any DVD ripper and then make a dvd off of the ripped file and then you can make as many copies as you want.

GEAR PRO Professional Edition and GEAR PRO Mastering Edition These Software allow you to copy more than one CD/DVD at a time if you have more than two CD/DVD bruners installed in your computer. For example, if you have 4 burners installed on your computer, put the source cd in one of them and 3 blank cds/dvds in the other three burners and you can burn 3 discs at a time. It is extremely useful if you want to burn discs for mass distributions, such as at the Gurdwara or other funntions. It also gives you alot more editing and other useful options which other cd/dvd burning Softare do not. Also this these software give you 60-Day Trial Period. (if somebody can find out the crack plz email me, lol). The official website for these Software is: http://www.gearsoftware.com/products/prowindows.cfm

This shabad is sung in a very high 'sur' by Baru Sahib walian bibia... ga-orhee mehlaa 5. Gauree, Fifth Mehl: meet karai so-ee ham maanaa. Whatever my Friend does, I accept. meet kay kartab kusal samaanaa. ||1|| My Friend`s actions are pleasing to me. ||1|| aykaa tayk mayrai man cheet. Within my conscious mind, the One Lord is my only Support. jis kichh karnaa so hamraa meet. ||1|| rahaa-o. One who does this is my Friend. ||1||Pause|| meet hamaaraa vayparvaahaa. My Friend is Carefree. gur kirpaa tay mohi asnaahaa. ||2|| By Guru`s Grace, I give my love to Him. ||2|| meet hamaaraa antarjaamee. My Friend is the Inner-knower, the Searcher of hearts. samrath purakh paarbarahm su-aamee. ||3|| He is the All-powerful Being, the Supreme Lord and Master. ||3|| ham daasay tum thaakur mayray. I am Your servant; You are my Lord and Master. maan mahat naanak parabh tayray. ||4||40||109|| Nanak: my honor and glory are Yours, God. ||4||40||109|| (SGGS 187-188)

gurmukhee-aa muh sohnay gur kai hayt pi-aar. Beautiful are the faces of the Gurmukhs, who bear love and affection for the Guru. (SGGS 66) say-ee sundar sohnay. saaDhsang jin baihnay. They alone are beautiful and attractive, who abide in the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy. (SGGS 132) satgur sayvan so sohnay ha-umai mail gavaa-ay. Those who serve the True Guru are very beautiful; they cast off the filth of selfishness and conceit. (SGGS 233) vaahu vaahu karahi say-ee jan sohnay tinH ka-o parjaa poojan aa-ee. vaahu vaahu karam paraapat hovai naanak dar sachai sobhaa paa-ee. ||2|| How beautiful are those persons who chant Waaho! Waaho! ; people come to venerate them. Waaho! Waaho! is obtained by His Grace; O Nanak, honor is obtained at the Gate of the True Lord. ||2|| (SGGS 514) vaahu vaahu karahi say jan sohnay har tinH kai sang milaa-ay. vaahu vaahu hirdai uchraa mukhahu bhee vaahu vaahu karay-o. Beauteous are those humble beings who chant Waaho! Waaho! O Lord, let me join them! Within my heart, I chant Waaho! Waaho!, and with my mouth, Waaho! Waaho! (SGGS 515) gurmukh sadaa dar sohnay gur kaa sabad kamaahi. antar saaNt sadaa sukh dar sachai sobhaa paahi. The Gurmukhs always look beautiful in the Court of the Lord; they practice the Word of the Guru`s Shabad. There is a lasting peace and happiness deep within them; at the Court of the True Lord, they receive honor. (SGGS 591) naanak say jan sohnay je gurmukh mayl milaa-ay. ||2|| O Nanak, beautiful are those humble beings, who, as Gurmukh, are united in the Lord`s Union. ||2|| (SGGS 849) naanak tay jan sohnay jo ratay har rang laa-ay. ||1|| O Nanak, beautiful are those humble beings, who are imbued with the Lord`s Love. ||1|| (SGGS 950) sanmukh sadaa sohnay sachai dar jaanay. Those who turn towards the Guru, as sunmukh, are beautiful. They are famous in the Court of the True Lord. (SGGS 1088) say sukhee-ay sadaa sohnay jinH vichahu aap gavaa-ay. They are peaceful and beautiful forever; they eradicate self-conceit from within (SGGS 1281) gurmatee mukh sohnay har raakhi-aa ur Dhaar Those who follow the Guru`s Teachings - their faces are radiant and beautiful. They keep the Lord enshrined in their hearts. (SGGS 1346) naanak tay jan sohnay je ratay har rang laa-ay. ||52|| O Nanak, those humble beings are beautiful, who are imbued with the Lord`s Love. ||52|| (SGGS 1380) naanak gurmukh sohnay <admin-profanity filter activated> sachai darbaar. ||47|| O Nanak, the Gurmukhs look beautiful in that Court of the True Lord. ||47|| (SGGS 1418) say daarhee-aaN sachee-aa je gur charnee lagaNniH. an-din sayvan gur aapnaa an-din anad rahaNniH. naanak say muh sohnay sachai dar disaNniH. ||52|| Those beards are true, which brush the feet of the True Guru. Those who serve their Guru night and day, live in bliss, night and day. O Nanak, their faces appear beautiful in the Court of the True Lord. ||52|| (SGGS 1419)

I think I posted this article on this forum a long time ago. But here it is again. It is not written by me though. My wife, the beautiful one I came in from the fields and found my wife sleeping, her head was down on the table, and there was some papers in her hand. Without disturbing her I gently removed them and read what she had written. She wrote: "Everything has been changing so suddenly, I don't know who to tell, there is no one to tell, but I must tell someone, so I am just writing this to myself to try to organize my thoughts, to try to find some sense, to all the changes, recently, in my life. My husband had been acting so strangely, weeping and talking about sleep and death. Then he met this unusual man, Sat Kartar Singh. This man is a Sikh. He wears a beard, and has uncut hair which he keeps bound in a turban. After this meeting my husband was much calmer, less disturbed, happy even, but still nothing has ever been normal again in the usual sense. We went for keertan, to this Singhs home. The music was very beautiful, it wrenched my heart, and made me want to weep, I didn't say anything, because I felt so strange, and the children's father seemed so happy I didn't want to break the spell. Then a few mornings later he went running from the house. When he returned he seemed calmer, he told me we were going to a sikh gathering. The smagham had the most unusual effect on me. It is hard to describe, but I must try. It has changed my whole life... I met a very unusual woman there. She was a Singhni. I think she was the most beautiful woman I have ever met in my life. Her face was radiant and glowed with sach light. Her eyes had sach depth, when I looked into them it was as though the universe opened up its mysteries to me. This woman Bibi ji, was unlike other woman, her face was covered with hair like a young man, soft black and curly. She sat quietly and greeted me quietly and softly. From the very first I was drawn to her. So many were staying at that gathering, she asked me to come and sleep with her and the other ladies. My husband joined the men, and children went off with others their own age. Bibi ji slept completely covered with a black lo-ee. Or I was never sure that she was sleeping, she was so still. I found myself yearning to be like her. Like the Singhs she also kept her hair bound in a turban. I thought of all the women in my village, with their jewelry, make up lipstick, and nail polish, silk dresses, and artificial finery, none were so beautiful as Bibi ji. She had only 2 changes of clothes, very simple, one blue, and one white, and the ever present black lo-ee. In the morning everyone began getting up very early, I heard strange sounds, as though there were many lovers, I was frightened and covered my face with my blanket. I slept very late. No one disturbed me. Later Bibi ji came to take me to the langer. I saw my husband there. He greeted me "Waheguru ji ka khalsa Waheguru ji ki fateh" I had never heard these words spoken before. I smiled and nodded. I asked Bibi ji what the words meant. She said this is how Singhs greet each other.She told me when Guru gobind Singh the father of the Khalsa gave Amrit, he told Singhs to greet each other in this manner. I was even more curious. She explained about Guru Gobind Singh and Guru Nanak. I asked her "How does one become a Singh?" She said they must be given Guru jis Amrit, that is baptized. Just then a very fierce looking Singh, carrying weapons, entered the langer. I must have looked alarmed, She said not to be afraid. He was our protector. Then she explained about the Siri Guru Granth Sahib. There was so much to learn. But I was so thirsty to hear everything. I can't explain even now, to my self what was happening to me. It was so bewildering. I just knew I did not want to leave Bibi jis side. She said "Lets go to the keertan." She did keertan for one hour, the same 4 lines over and over, Gurmukh pi-aaray aa-e mil, main chireen vichhunnay raam raajay. Mayraa man tan bahut bairaage-aa, har nain ras bhinnay. Main har prabh pi-aaraa das gur, mil har man mannay Haon moorakh kaarai laa-ee-aa, naanak har kammay "I am unworthy. I am unworthy of your love." She was weeping. I was weeping. A beautiful young girl wiped the tears from her face as she sang. I wondered where her children and husband were. It was obvious to me that she was in some sort of deep mourning. I thought she must have lost a child. I learned later that this was mourning was called "vairaag" by the sikhs. It meant deep and urgent longing for the guru. I felt so much love for her. That evening when we went for sleep. I asked her if she would wake me too, in the morning. She agreed, then, disappeared beneath her lo-ee. I was sleeping face down, I heard "waheguru waheguru" just as I turned, she touched me, I gasped. An electrical current shot though my body shocking me. "Are you ok ?" she asked. I replied only that I had been startled. How could I explain? She led me to the showers, "isnaan", she said. During her bath she kept on some of her clothing. I was surprised, she said these are kachara, and kirpan, they are a part of me given to me at baptism I can never be separated from them... She explained more about the baptism, how one never removes hair and must keep a comb, and kara also, with one at all times. Her hair, kesh, fell to her knees gleaming as she washed, oiled, and combed it. Beside her I felt utterly filthy, to my soul. I started weeping, I couldn't stop my self, "No amount of water can ever clean me," I sobbed. She put her arms around me, lovingly and said, "Guru can wash you clean in an instant, when you receive His Amrit." We went to join the others. "Waheguru Waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru" Every one together, in once voice was calling "waheguru"; it was very comforting. When I met my husband again , I said," I want to take the Amrit." He looked deeply into my eyes and smiled. It felt as though he touched my soul. The thing is since baptism I have undergoing so many changes. Nothing has been easy, everything has been very difficult, and sometimes a real struggle. Those three hairs, I had plucked from my chin before, have turned to fifty. All my facial hair has gotten darker and much heavier. I don't know what to do. I feel so hideous, and yet there is my Masters face looking back at me when ever I look in the mirror. Some of my closest former friends are shunning me. I know it is not because they do not love me., They are uncomfortable, and so am I. But my farmer comes in from the fields happy now. He looks at me and says, "I feel so alive." He tells me I am beautiful and the daughter of Guru Gobind singh, but it doesn't stop the shame. The singhs give me so much love and treat me as their sister. But inside I see the beautiful smooth faces of other women, and I feel disfigured. Bibi ji was special, she had courage, I am not like her. I want to cover my face in shame. I weep into the ramalas and plead with Guru ji, for what? To make me like other women rather than like Him. I can't ask for that, and so I just weep and feel ashamed. I feel like I am being punished for all my past misdeeds. Sometimes, I don't know how I can bear it. We went to another smagham. A young girl was washing feet. I heard her say, "Who is she she? She is so beautiful." Later she met me and said, "They say you practice a different kind of Sikhism." I replied, "There is only one Waheguru, What is different? We both love Him. Sikhism is Sikhism." I wanted to tell her , "Yes, do AMrit vela, do waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru. Do Naam simran." But I couldn't say anything. I felt beautiful, but I know that I am not. It's just vanity , this body is corruption, and it is rotting away. Nothing matters to me any more but Naam, and my Kakars and Paath. I can't be separated from them, it would kill me. Literally I would die. Slip back into a partial person, not fit to be called human, consumed in pain, always trying to anesthetize myself with fruitless activities. It is a struggle to wake up and do Paath. Sometimes we are so sleepy, we want to go for the bed, but we look at each other and remember how it was before, that is enough to wake us up again. I envy those born to this path, so pure and innocent, they don't feel the traces of dirt..." I put the papers down, and woke my wife, I pulled her into my arms, and looked in to her eyes, *HE* looked back at me. "I didn't know, you should have told me. I have been so selfish, thinking everything was me all this time. I thought you just did this for me. Forgive me." We both started weeping in to each others arms. "It will be ok, we'll get through this with waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru waheguru." Then we were weeping and laughing together. The children came in and found us. They just looked at us like we were crazy, "What's for langer?" the little one asked. (Note: This aprticle was taken from the following link originally, but it does not exist there anyrmore: http://www.snsm.org.my/library/articles/my_wife.htm)

I'll be there man, all day long. Generally, all the Gurdwaras in LA participlate in this celebration, but sometimes it looks like Vermont Gurdwara and Guru Ram Das Ashram take the initiative to organize it. I don't mean to be judgemental, but when it is organized mainly by Guru Ram Das Ashram, it turns out to be awesome and they call many city and county official to give speaches. Few years back LA Police Cheaf came in and last year the Sheriff came in and he announced that Sikhs with Turbans can participate in Police and Sheriff's Department. it turns out to be great!

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh Los Angeles Sikh community is celebrating Vaisakhi in Los Angeles Convention Center on April 3rd. See the Attached Flyer for more info. Thanks.

This is another attempt to put salt on our wounds. First of all, this man killed thousands of Sikhs, and now wrote a book on Gurbani, and along with that, Jathedar Sahib, who is also Chamcha of Indian gov't appreciated him. What could be worse than that? Few months ago someone posted KPS Gill's website. In the articles on that website were Translastions of Gurbani Tuks. These criminals, the killers of the Sikhs are telling Sikhs what Gurbani and Sikhi is? Now, first of all, I do not think this Iqbal wrote this book. Indian Gov't must have paid someone to write this book and published it under Iqbal's name to make Sikhs feel uncomfortable. To me, Kala Afghana's story is the same too. We can't blame the enemy cuz our own people are encouraging the enemy to attack us. There are soooo many incidances one can recall. Our almost every jathebandi is controlled by Indian Govn't including, SGPC, DGPC, Akal Takhat, Damdami Taksal (declaring that Sant Jarnail Singh Bhindranwale is still alive by Baba Thakur Singh). No matter how many efforts an individual or group of individuals make, everything goes into trash because of these sold out people.