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'the topic starter believes something different to me, therefore she is wrong. i will not show respect for other peoples views because i am narrow minded and cannot think outside my tiny little box.'

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you've mis-spelt embarrassment :umm:

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gur govi(n)dh guovi(n)dh guroo hai naanak bhaedh n bhaaee ||4||1||8|| The Guru is God, and God is the Guru, O Nanak; there is no difference between the two, O Siblings of Destiny. ||4||1||8|| http://www.sikhitothemax.com/page.asp?ShabadID=1649

there lies your true motive...emiiiiiii (nice one) :nihungsmile:

nearest train station is probably paddington, but lancaster gate underground is even closer. for car parking id say marble arch, or mayfair car park on park lane.

roughly how long does it take in the car to get from birmingham to coventry?

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa, Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh! http://www.media.sikhsoul.com/audio/Keerta...-%20keertan.mp3 Is this recording of a particular Bani? Its so beautiful, where can i read these shabads collectively? Thankyou

hahaha thats hilarious bhenji, something similar happened to me i was sitting in the gurdwara at a program, n this big singh comes n sits on one of my knees n crushed it coz there wasnt enough room. that was one of the most painful moments of my life, i had tears in my eyes. also when my nephew took a running jump into my lap, thats painful. something happened to me today but it might not be valid coz noone saw it but i was still embarassed. my bag was on the floor n it had tons n tons of books inside. so i got one hand n grabbed it (not very firmly) n pulled it up towards myself really hard coz i knew it was heavy...but my hand slipped coz i wasnt holding the bag properly n my hand whacked my forehead really hard hahaha

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My most embarassing Moments... PANDA EYES!! (pretty embarassing, especially when u got black streaks all over ur face) some of the bibia may know what im on about here... back in the day Calling the teacher MUM Getting haldi all over my brand new white n pink suit :umm: Taking someones else's coat by accident n swearing that it was mine...tried it on n it was ten sizes too big. Putting salt instead of sugar in the guests tea...got slapped silly afterwards! Falling UP the stairs, grabbing someone else to save myself, n pulling them down with me. Burning the highly awaited birthday cake...i swore it was gonna taste amazing, everyone just spat it out Being accused of shoplifting when a security tag got stuck to my shoe Walking home from Tesco's with a million bags, then two snapped n the tomatoes rolled into the road n got run over :'( they were such a bargain aswell, 2p per tomato ok, ive said too much now.

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa, Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh!! I'm not much of a writer, so kept this very brief. Recently I reached a stage in my life where I believed that I was incapable of love. Having lost a few people in a relatively short space of time, I thought that if I stopped feeling love then consequently I would stop feeling pain. So I isolated myself emotionally from my family and friends for several months. Fortunately, Guru Sahib saved me from this destructive state of mind before I could do any lasting damage. Once I returned to my former self, the experience of love became overwhelming. I would go to the Gurdwara and cry uncontrollably if a Gursikh hugged me, or if I listened to Gurbani. This is love. Knowing that Guru Sahib loves me is my only understanding of this concept. If I didn’t belong to Guru Sahib, I would not feel love. The idea of love is thrown around freely everyday, which doesn’t do this concept any justice. I’m trying not to use clichés here, but I feel that love cannot be defined through words- it can only be experienced by showing compassion and empathy. Maybe I haven’t helped the world by showing love; I have only assisted myself. I hope that one day we can agree to disagree, thus building love rather than creating divisions within the Khalsa panth. Bhul Chuk Maaf Karo Ji Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa, Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh!!!

Waheguru... thankyou feel really guilty about totally ignoring the previous essay marathons, so we have to contribute to this one!! if everyone wrote something, imagine the amount of inspiration it could give us! dont be scared of the word essay people, it doesn't have to be majorlyyyy long (does it?) :umm: Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa, Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh!!

Type, type, type, type Delete. Think Type, type, type Delete. Think Type, type Delete. Think Type. Delete? (ill be surprised if you understand the above. if you do, let me know!)

waheguru jee ka khalsa, waheguru jee kee fateh! i would like to help if possible. if you just let me know which note you would like the tune to start from, and which scale you would like to sing it in. im assuming you sing in a male scale, but this would not be the case if your voice hadnt broken or if you have a high pitched singing voice. so what sort of voice do you have (this is important because you should be able to sing the shabad with ease rather than straining your voice to a note which you cannot reach properly). if you could provide us with the answers to these questions, Guru Sahibs Kirpa we may be able to help. bhul chuk maaf waheguru jee ka khalsa, waheguru jee kee fateh!

we dont make ourselves believe, we are given belief.

Waheguru Jee Ka Khalsa, Waheguru Jee Kee Fateh! Recently I went to India, and we went to the local Gurdwara with my family. They took a steel container with them. Each time one of them couldn't finish something given to them, they would put it in the container and they took it home with them. My little cousin left some besan, and there was half a parshada. People just take the langar home, instead of wasting it, and eat it later when they can manage it. Good idea i think. Waheguru Jee Ka Khalsa, Waheguru Jee Kee Fateh!!

wow, look at the skill in that.

sorry second line then.

i thinks you didnt read it properly first line singh.

i am filthy not worth a second glance. will you ever take me back?

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waheguru jee ka khalsa, waheguru jee kee fateh please could you post the tune which you would like to learn and let us know if you are a bibi or singh so that we can take the tune out on the appropriate scale. waheguru jee ka khalsa, waheguru jee kee fateh!!

waheguru jee ka khalsa, waheguru jee kee fateh this is the first time ive read this thread. and now i feel really guilty, and foolish because it is one of the most inspirational threads ive ever come across. im gonna be truthful...i hate the word essay. im not an intellectual, it freaks me out. maybe you should rename this whole thing to get more people interested. thankyou for the inspiration. please dont give up on this idea. im really sorry if ive offended you, and im sorry for being so lazy and not reading all of this earlier. waheguru jee ka khalsa, waheguru jee kee fateh!! guru syiv mnw hir jn sMgu kIjY ] gur saev manaa har jan sa(n)g keejai || Serve the Guru, O mind, and associate with the humble servants of the Lord. jmu jMdwru joih nhI swkY srpin fis n skY hir kw rsu pIjY ]1] rhwau ] jam ja(n)dhaar johi nehee saakai sarapan ddas n sakai har kaa ras peejai ||1|| rehaao || The tyrannical Messenger of Death cannot touch you, and the serpent of Maya cannot sting you, when you drink in the sublime essence of the Lord. ||1||Pause||