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The Leap of Faith At age 2 Growing up I have almost drowned many times but it was the first time when I was two years old, that I would have drowned for good reason. The almost drowning in so memorable for me is not because of the young age but the faith that led me to jump in the water. I am told by my parents that no one was home that day but my sick aunt, my cousins (3 and 4) and I. We were loud as all little kids are and were sent out by my aunt to wash the dishes from that morning by the pool side. The dishes were divided by family; each one of us had to wash our family’s dishes and since I had the smallest family I had my grandparent’s dishes, too. Doing the dishes that day by the pool side taught me many lessons that I won’t realize till many years after the incident. Those lessons were of honor, of not giving up and of having faith. I was honored to be given the dishes to do alongside my cousins, even though I was the youngest. I did not complain once but ran to do the task on hand. I was just so honored to be allowed to do the dishes with my cousins that I didn’t even see I had been given way more dishes. Looking back at that fact today, I think of the injustice done to me but I don’t always think of why it didn’t seem like an injustice at the time. I see a small child being asked to do work she wasn’t capable of but I often fail to see the honor the child felt to do something for her family. I don’t see the honor she felt of being able to stand proud with her cousins and say she did the dishes. That forces me to think today of why that child could take on a task bigger than her and I am unable to the same. Why do I feel too small to do anything for my family, the Sikh Panth? Back at the pool side I imagine myself looking at my tiny hands as I watch my cousin’s finish and leave to go play again. I could have run off to play with them and left my dishes where they were but the honor I felt didn’t let me give up. As my cousin’s played, I worked faster to finish my job. At that age when something gets stuck in your brain, it is stuck for a good while. There was no way I would leave without finishing my job. Looking back at that today, I feel a bit foolish and very proud for not giving up. But at same time I wonder if I could do the same today. There are million distractions that keep us from doing the right thing in the first place and if we do start the task a million more to throw us off task. Without that childlike innocence, focus and determination, how can we accomplish anything in today’s day and age? Every time I think of doing something for the Sikh Panth, I see myself to small and held back by a million things, why? I can’t accomplish the same as the child Sanmukh because I lack her faith. It was her faith that nothing would happen to her that she jumped in the water to get the final dish that had slipped into the water. When my aunt rescued me from the water, she asked a simple question, “why?” I am told I frowned at her and said, “Kamali, The water was too slippery and I couldn’t grab it to pull myself up.” My parents never let me forget this story because they find it very amusing that the water was too slippery. But to me more than amusing it is intriguing that I had faith I would find my way out of the pool and finish my job. Today I know Waheguru Ji exists and is there for me but still I shy away from taking leap of faith, what if he doesn’t save me? How can someone small held back by a million things do something for the Sikh Panth without faith? I look back at myself and wonder where did the honor, the will power and the faith go? I pray to Waheguru Ji to give me back my innocence and the mind I had at age of two, so I could once again be capable of doing something for the honor of family. This time something for my bigger family, the Khalsa Panth.

thank you, please post the next part soon

Thank You! I love the stories you post. very inspiring.

thank you, thank you, thank you so much for the translation. Please keep doing such great seva Waheguru ji ka Khalsa, waheguru Ji ki fateh

please feel free to delete this post, maybe i am not ready to comment on this issue yet. i am sorry for any hurt feelings

please feel free to delete this post, maybe i am not ready to comment on this issue yet. i am sorry for any hurt feelings

my family is rich, and my parents have already put lots of stuff on my name so my future is secure. Its just you know parents want there kids to have decent jobs because you never know what the future holds. I think I am just gonna have faith in Waheguru Ji and take the leap because end of the day what He wants will happen.

Actually I do have to give up my job, currently i work at a store selling beer and cigs. I am studying to be an accoutant or should i say was. Waheguru Ji has been doing lots of mehar on me on the writing aspect and I might as will take a leap of faith and do something for Khalsa Panth. Path is very important and I hope to increase my path so I get the strenght to follow through. There is no one in my area to teach shastar vidhiya but I have started excercising on my own and once I built up some strenght I will start taking some self defense classes.

I think the time has gone to wait for free time. I don't know what anyone else is going to do but I am done being a Sunday Sikh or free time Sikh.

Free Colorful Bracelets for All Including Me… Mai Bhago please come back with the bracelets that once remind the fourty martyrs their duty for Guru Ji and remind the sleeping Khalsa Panth once again of our duty towards Guru Ji. So much disrespect of Sri Guru Granth Sahib Ji is happening left and right and yet the Sikhs of today are turning a blind eye. How are we any different than the Forty Martyrs that left Guru Ji for their benefit? I don’t know about other Sikhs but I know about myself and I am a disgrace to the Khalsa Panth. I sit here today, read only the bad stuff happening around me and I do nothing. I think of a million excuses why I am unable to fight back and wonder why others aren’t fighting back. We are all the same, we have turned our back to Guru Ji. Today I want to ask myself and all my brothers/sisters, ‘what have we done about Sacha Sauda, about beering drinking granthis and about one of the biggest dishonor of Guru Granth Sahib Ji in Sikh history?’ A few years back a man dressed himself up like Guru Gobind Singh Ji and prepared fake Amrit to serve to his followers. There are many accusations and ongoing investigations being done by CBI against Sacha Sauda and its leader ‘Saint’ Gurmeet Ram Rahim Singh Ji Insan. This man who uses the word ‘Saint’ in his name is accused of such things as rape, murder and countless other things, yet he roams free. The people that tried to rid the world of this criminal rot in jail wondering when will this man be brought to justice. Hiding his criminal deeds in blanket of charity work, he fools the poor into worshiping him. When will the Sikhs wake up and stop these fake saints and their black deeds? When will we provide comfort to our Sikh brothers and sisters in jail, that we finished the job they started? When will we stand up and do the right thing, instead of waiting on the corrupt government? As my mind searches for answers on a problem that is attacking Sikhism from the outside, my soul questions about the people making Sikhism hollow from the inside. The Granthies that were supposed to preserve Sikhi and teach our youth have gone corrupt. There is no passion, no love left in the service of the Panth; it’s just a job for them. Majority of Granthies are no better then the Masands that Guru Gobind Singh Ji had to get rid of. These men drink beer, eat meat and talk in the most foul language when they think no one is looking. How are these people any better than the leader of Sacha Sauda and other fake ‘saints’? These people are worse than them because they have come into home of Guru Ji and made it into a business. The fake ‘saints’ are bad, the Granthies are worse and we are the worst of them all for watching the dishonor of Guru Granth Sahib Ji in large numbers. Our leaders are sending committees to find out what happened, our media is sitting quiet, and we shed silent tears as we watch homemade YouTube videos of the dishonor of Guru Granth Sahib Ji. Our brothers and sisters question what else needs to be done when the leaders are already looking into the matter. The culprits name is stamped all over the crime scene, what more do you need? Why in the world haven’t our leaders called for the Government to bring this person be brought into justice? The leaders aren’t doing nothing but hiding behind investigation. The media keeps mum that if the people find out, they will demand action. The few people that watch it online, shed their tears and move on with their lives. In a few months the biggest dishonor of Guru Granth Sahib Ji will become just a faint memory. How will you face Guru Granth Sahib Ji when you go in for his blessings after you sat back and did nothing? Majority of Sikhs need to be sent bracelets by the Mai Bhago’s of today for leaving their Guru Ji in the time of need. Sikh is being attacked from the outside, made hollow from the inside and now a direct attack on Guru Ji. How much longer will we stay quiet? Authors Note: I finally had the guts to watch the dishonor of Guru Granth Sahib Ji yesterday and spent most of the day upset and fighting with my own family over small issues because I felt so helpless. Then last night I cried myself to sleep for reasons that were unknown to me at the time. This morning it has finally clicked, my soul is crying because I don’t feel worthy of calling myself a Sikh after all that has happened. Today is the day of decisions, either fight or turn my back on Guru Ji. I am quitting accounting and dedicating my life to journalism. I want to spend my life doing seva of Khalsa Panth. I will study journalism and then become a Sikh journalist that focuses on problems faced by Sikhs. I want to bring out the truth of what’s going on and bring some justice to Sikhs. May Waheguru Ji give me courage to someday soon sacrifice my life for Khalsa Panth. I use to think that I can’t switch my major because there is no demand or money in being a journalist that focuses on Sikhi. It’s no longer about money or who will hire me after I graduate, it’s about being a Sikh. Any advice, comments or questions you can contact me at fromthese5tothose5@hotmail.com

its regarding the beadbi in Delhi.

i had it, the best thing i ever did. it is scary for just one second when you feel you have gone blind and then your all fine. I was seeing fine the very next minute without glasses or contacts.