Trigger Happy

Thank you very much Bhai Sahib Ji. May Satguru Maharaj Ji bless you with more Seva. :D

Apologies if this has been posted already but just recently came across them NEW Parnaam Shaheedan Nu REMIX by Nikka Sev. Enjoy... http://www.youtube.c...h?v=3W-yxMm0bbE NEW Guru Arjan Dev Ji REMIX (Shaheedi 400) by Nikka Sev http://www.youtube.c...=response_watch

What a beautiful Sakhi, thank you dearly Khalsa Ji for posting this up Dhan Dhan SatGuru Sri Guru Arjan Dev Ji Maharaj... Vaheguroo Vaheguroo Vaheguroo Vaheguroo Vaheguroo

Vahegurooo Je Ka Khalsa Vahegurooo Je Ke Fateh Thanking ju berry much Akaal Purkh Di Fauj Veer Ji. Vahegurooo

Vahegurooo Je Ka Khalsa Vahegurooo Je Ke Fateh Daas was reading through PACHMI PARKASH, available here for those that don't know: PACHMI PARKASH and came across the following: "such as, when for the Fifth Guru Maharaj Ji's beautiful blessings, Moosan and Suman had spoken the truth and in return their own father with his own hands beheaded them. Also in the land of Malvaa when Bhai Sadhu and Roop Chand in the scorching heat of the summer months, had stuck by their word that every thing special they have shall be first given to Dhan Guru Hargobind Sahib Ji Maharaj first, and in that scorching heat although suffering from dehydration they waited for Guru Ji to first come and have the sweet cool water before them. So Guru Ji overwhelmed with their love traveled thirty miles to save them from dying of thirst and dehydration and asked for water from them, after which they drank, Guru Ji blessed them endlessly for their sincere love. Baba Ji explained that this could still happen today as long as ones love for the Lord is true." Does any body know of any source which has more details for the above Sakhi's about Moosan, Suman, Bhai Sadhu and Roop Chand on the net or otherwise? Thank you for your time ji in reading this. Vahegurooo....

To get you in the mood :D

Think its to do with the upgrading of the forum, but heres the youtube links in the meantime Lehar 2008: Lehar 2009: Enjoy.

New, Rubin Paul Singh - 84 - Lahir 2009 Old, Rubin Paul Singh - Another Fallen Tree - Lahir 2008

For All The Lets Forget '84 Dummies Out There

BUMP

Video made by the Ram Narayan Kumar on the Disappearances in Panjab Recommend to all to watch... http://www.saintsoldiers.net/multimedia/vi...tlink&id=27

Picked up a copy on Sun and couldn't agree any more. Solid production and an album that has something in it for everyone

:lol: didn't know it was the anniversary... but thanks A little bit more info here in the converts to Sikhi section: http://www.muslim2sikh.co.nr/ Leeds, Alia Kaur is the sister of 7/7 London suicide bomber Hasib Hussain. Kaur embraced the Sikh way of life in the late 1990s. Her strict Muslim family disowned her after discovering about her conversion. N those who hate 'Muslae' here, the list is to long to mention any names, :D ... you may take some pleasure in reading the replies from 'Muslim' girls dating 'Sikh' guys at the bottom...

Another friend of the Sikhs shares a few words: Once again taken from: http://www.worldsikhnews.com/1%20July%2020...ired%20Soul.htm Three days after news of his death shocked the civil society, Indian media is yet to even publish a preliminary report about Human Rights activist par excellence, Ram Narayan Kumar. Only a couple of newspapers in Punjab cared to carry the news as late as on July 2. Only Kumar himself would not have been shocked. It just proved the point he held all through. India's polity, media, civil society have to do much more to cross over to the other side called civilization. The WSN presents, humbly and proudly, both at the same time, this tribute and personal remembrance by Cynthia Keppley Mahmood, celebrated scholar on Sikh issues and one of Kumar's co-travellers on the path to seek an egalitarian world. Mahmood is the celebrated author of many a book on the Sikh struggle and is Associate Professor of Anthropology and Senior Fellow, Joan B. Kroc Institute for International Peace Studies, University of Notre Dame, United States. This piece about a "great man, true friend, inspired soul" is exclusive to the World Sikh News On the Passing of a Great Man, True Friend, Inspired Soul Cynthia Keppley Mahmood Amidst the hullaballoo over pop star Michael Jackson, a sudden, lightening-bolt of a news flash. Can it be that Ram Narayan Kumar's flame has been extinguished, that from white to black, from day to night, he so shockingly suddenly no longer walks among us? We who were privileged to know his non-stop passion for justice, his persistent love for all humans, and his full-throated zeal for equality and civil rights can barely imagine a world without him. Even those with whom he argued would acknowledge: in a world in which so many are content to float as mere observers, mere consumers, as merely pedestrian in their aims and impacts, Ram was a presence. If one were in an arena in which he worked or lived, he was un-ignorable. He was always fully there, fully committed, and he prompted others to step into that rushing, living stream as well. I won't recount, here, Kumar's history of human rights work and publications, done ably by many others. Let me write, rather more personally, of how I knew him (oh! the strangeness of that past tense!) and of some of the things I knew about him that have left an indelible print in my own life story. I met Ram during the course of the work on disappearances and cremations in Punjab. By then he'd already worked passionately on other issues around social justice in India: the Bhopal Union Carbide disaster, miner's rights, the abrogation of democracy during the Emergency. Ram Narayan Kumar had been born into a Brahminic family; not only that but into a lineage that would slate him for religious leadership. He grew up studying the Vedas, living a spare and clean life in his father's spiritual community. But at a given point in his adolescence, he publicly rejected the janeu and the caste system it supports, turning then to secular education to complement his Sanskritic youth. Though Kumar's education and wide-ranging reading led him eventually to a Marxist orientation, I've often thought that his childhood discipline must have been critical to shaping the man he became – the man he was able to become. As everyone around him knew, he was indefatigable. He worked through glaring heat, pulsating monsoon rains, dark electricity-free nights, on public buses, in humble village dwellings – as well as in the more comfortable halls of Oxford (where he was a Reuters Human Rights Fellow) and Columbia (where we spoke together at one of the first public announcements of the Punjab disappearances and cremations findings. Working with the Sikhs to investigate the disappearance of Jaswant Singh Khalra and, it turned out, thousands more young women and men of Amritsar district, Punjab, sometimes drove Kumar crazy. A humble man, he was careful not to claim individual credit for what was the work of an entire committee, the CCDP (Coordinating Committee for Disappearances in Punjab). But it was he who, most aware of international human rights reporting standards, designed the form that was used to acquire, record and store case data; it was he who trained the loyal and hard-working field investigators who slogged through the door-to-door, village-to-village collection of information. As things go in Punjab, there was lots of in-fighting, lots of haggling back and forth, which I as an outsider watched lamely from afar. What I could do was be a sounding-board, a friend to whom Namu could vent his frustrations and an international face for the CCDP. Eventually, Namu and I retreated to the Maine woods, where we together wrote the first [electronic] report on the investigations, "Disappearances and Impunity in Punjab" that became the basis for the later book Reduced to Ashes. Those were special days of relative quiet and lack of hurry that I now especially cherish, working on the report into the night then sipping drinks by candlelight on our back deck, all the stars of the Milky Way unfurled above. I don't imagine Ram had very many times like this, in his driving, impassioned life. He had to leave his beloved wife Gertie, a neurologist, back in Austria for months on end as he pursued his work, which she unfailingly supported financially and morally. That can't have been easy, to live like that for a lifetime. That too when, at times, the more ardently Khalistani of the Sikhs started accusing him of being a RAW agent – why else would a Hindu (Brahmin at that) be so deeply involved in Sikh rights, at risk of his own freedom and indeed, his life? (Had they forgotten Guru Tegh Bahadur?). He used to tell me, at these moments, that he fought for all those tens of thousands of Sikhs who had been "disappeared," who had already gone from this earth as ashes up in smoke, those who had and have no voices in the history being written about this time and this place. Sometimes the currently living Sikhs drove him crazy and he'd say, "I'm doing this for those already dead, not for these ignorant _________." But in fact he loved them all, the simpler, the poorer, the more disadvantaged, these were the ones he lived to serve, even as some of them accused him of the worst crimes and tried to push him out of the defense of their own rights! Paradoxically, these events pushed Kumar even further to complete the work, to be certain that the powerful would be held accountable for the fractal chaos they had wrought in Punjab, for the pathology emerging in which every man suspected his brother and no one could effectively raise the clarion call for revolutionary unity. Ram Narayan Kumar, the Hindu who gave up a privileged Brahminic position to serve besieged Sikhs who at times reviled him, was punished also by the Indian state, serving a total of what must have come to several years in India's prisons. I asked him how he got through some of the hard times in these prisons, when even the minimal necessities for life were not provided. He told one very sweet story about nine cats he befriended at one location, and how he made it his mission to keep them alive. He would hoard the bits of food allocated to him and, starving himself, give them to the cats that came to his cell each day. In this self-sacrificing service to creatures more frail than he, Ram found more nourishment than in the meager rations doled out by the guards. Of course, other causes lured Kumar as well: Kashmir, and as we all know the latest was indigenous rights in the northeast. "Nothing human is alien to me," said Marx (following classical Greek philosophy), and surely Kumar was the embodiment of this ideal as he sought to better the land of his birth no matter which community or locale needed attention. Though I'm sure Delhi viewed him as more than faintly treasonous in his constant social and political critique, Kumar, like all the most passionate revolutionaries, actually yearned for the promise of India, yet unfulfilled in the vast inequalities with their toll of human suffering. He wanted India to be very much better than that. With others, comrades all, he demanded India be much better than it is, that it provide every one of its citizens air to breathe freely, enough food to eat, shelter, and dignity. Kumar never stopped for a moment of rest in his demand that India live up to its promise. Far away on another continent, I take heart in knowing with all certainty that the baton dropped by my friend Namu will be picked up by others – I'm sure has already been picked up and is being carried along speedily. The momentum of this movement for human rights, swelling up even as any single individual gives up this earthly existence, challenges those who would humiliate, beat down and destroy the lives of others for the sake of power or wealth to do the right thing, the most simple thing in the world – treat another as you would like to be treated. The divinity in me recognizes the divinity in you, Kumar learned from the tenderest age, perhaps the signal contribution of Hindu social teaching. The human being in me embraces the human being in you. Oh, I will miss your warmth! And I celebrate your life-well-lived! Let us pause, remember, then continue.

On top of all that lol, its also a whole week with your True Father Let us know how it goes, may give it a shot next year.