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:HP: :HP: :HP: :HP: :HP: :HP: :HP: Happy birthday sis!!! Guru's kirpa ul keep that naam, bani and cov craziness going! And u are using that gift from ur dad to come visit me (or else!!)

It was too much to resist adding to this valuable thread...... “Eleven people, ten male and one female were clinging to a rope hanging down from a helicopter. They decided that one person had to let go otherwise the rope would snap and they would all die. No-one could decide who it should be so finally the woman gave a touching speech about how she would give up her life to save the others because females were used to making sacrifices for their husbands and children and not getting anything in return. When she had finished speaking, all the men started clapping!!” On a sikhi note, a few years ago, I did a sikhi presentation on lust/love etc which mainly girls attended. I asked them what they felt attracted people to “fall in love/go out”. One bhenji looked confused and when I asked why, she told me: “I don’t understand why women fall for men....men just sit around on their moto back-ends all day watching footie!!”

LOL @ a vaisakhi samagam in Glasgow! Actually, Vaisakhi in Glasgow this year was really really good! I wish I had recorded the keertan! Bhai Manjeet Singh Jee was just AMAZING, singing shabads like: "khalsa akaal purakh kee fauj" "satgur maira sadha dayala, mohe deen ko raakh leeya" "gur amrit har mukh choya mairee jindareeyai fir marda bahor jeevaya raam" "mairai raam hum paapi sharan parai har duar" "poota mata kee asees" "aisai gur ko bal bal jaiyai" And then Bhai Hardeep Singh jee sung a shabad I have been wanting to hear for such a long time: "khalsa maayree jaan kee jaan" followed by "shahe shahan shah Guru Gobind Singh" And the Gyanis gave a really good katha on Vaisakhi! Was an amazing experience overall!! :umm:

Vaheguru jee ka khalsa vaheguru jee kee fateh I can't see any videos on youtube becasue it says I don't have Flash Player installed on the computer or it's blocked. But even after downloading the player, the message STILL comes up! I tried going to internet options and changing a few settings, but I don't really know what I am doing lol. Can anyone help?? Vaheguru jee ka khalsa vaheguru jee kee fateh

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For English translations, I use sikhitothemax http://www.sikhitothemax.com/page.asp?Sour...&pageno=262 This however, only gives the literal translation. The best katha I have heard is by Giani Thakur Singh jee but it is in Punjabi.... http://www.proudtobesikh.com/khalsa/Shared...SUKHMANISAHIBJI It is long, but he goes into a lot of depth. The disadvanatge is that the tracks cannot be saved on your computer, so you can only listen online. Hope that helps

Papi's explanation of the bani tuk makes a lot of sense, but there is also the example of Guru Amardaas Jee maharaaj.... When He was blessed with Gurgaddi, Guru Angad dev jee's son, Bhai Datu jee was really angry as he felt the Guruship should have been given to him. One day, he went to where Guru Amardaas Jee was sitting and kicked him. Maharaaj pressed Bhai Datu's feet and said “I am sorry, I am so old, my hard bones must have hurt you so much!” And Bhai Datu actually died from disease in his foot because Vaheguru Himself punished him! Dhan dhan Guru Amardaas jee maharaaj...

So how did the event go? Any pics/keertan etc?

The Great Debate Once upon a time, in a vast desert where the scorching sun shone 24 hours a day, there lived a withering community amongst whom was a group of radiant Water-Ites. They worshipped the scarce commodity called water. In their temple was a huge glass tank. People would come here and bow with reverence. The priest would tell them stories from days gone by about the Wise Old Teacher who had brought the drink of life to them. The Wise Old Teacher had told them of a great and wonderful ocean that he'd travelled far and wide to find. Returning to the desert he had brought the sacred water and left it in the huge glass tank for all to drink. While the Wise Old Teacher was alive, people from miles around would come and quench their thirst, word spread fast and many people adopted Waterism as their way of life. They loved water, it made their dried up bodies feel rejuvinated. The heat of the scorching sun had made most of the town's people irratible and angry, they fought each other over petty things because they were so mentally anguished. But this 'Water' cooled them down and their mind and body bloomed and blossomed with every sip. When the Wise Old Teacher left this world and dived back into the Supreme Cool Ocean, the problems began. One day, while the Priest was telling stories of old, he looked at the tank and noticed something. He said, 'Dearly beloved, today the tank is exactly half full'. Before he could continue an angry man in the congregation got up and shouted, 'NO IT'S NOT! IT'S EXACTLY HALF EMPTY!' It was midday and the heat was at it's worst. The priest jumped up greatly offended at being criticised infront of his congregation and shouted back 'NO YOU STUPID FOOL, IT'S EXACTLY HALF FULL'. And the poor uneducated congregation just got confused. Some of them agreed with the priest, some agreed with the angry man and some weren't sure. Fighting ensued and the angry man was thrown out. As he marched home he planned how to get control over the temple, it infuriated him that such an ignorant man as the priest was in charge of the Water-Ites. A few months passed. He recruited the top scientists and they produced detailed mathematical calculations that proved beyond any possible doubt that the tank was exactly half-empty. The Priest on other hand appealed to the hearts of the people, he spoke sweetly and sung songs about how if you were a true Waterite you would be deeply hurt by the people who said anything other than the tank was half-full. Now every Sunday the Waterites would go to the temple and discuss the latest mathematical evidence, or what the Priest had been saying. People who didn't have an opinion on the subject were scorned at for not caring enough about their holiest of holy tank of water. These people said we are thirsty and just want to have a drink, but they were in the minority and soon forgotton about. They carried on coming early every morning taking a sip then leaving. Now and again they would go to the main Sunday gathering and plead to the people to take a daily drink, but both sides would just say, 'Are you mad? The great debate is such a major crisis that we must spend all our energy defending the truth, no time to drink!' Now people in the community said 'Look at those Waterites, a bunch of hypocrites, they act all holy and wise telling us to join them, but they're just as angry and dried up as us'. The Priest ruled for 5 years and proclaimed 'HALF-FULL' from every street corner and roof top. Then he was toppled by the Angry Man who ruled for 10 years putting to death anyone who didn't say 'HALF-EMPTY'. Then 50 years later, when the climate had cooled somewhat, the leaders and priests of the 38 different Water-Ite sects gathered together. Over a period of several months, they engaged in long philosphical debates about what the official statement should be. Then on a cool winter's day they came out with the signed document, that would unify the WaterItes once more and said 'IT IS OFFICIALLY HALF-EMPTY.....but if you want to you can call it HALF FULL'. Then the Waterite community spat at the leaders for not giving strong leadership. The Half-Empty Groups preached with more determination and the Half-Full Groups got angrier and angrier. A few years later a new priest came in and changed the wording to HALF-FULL without asking anyone. Somehow the temple hierarchy let him get away with it. They were too busy counting all the money that was pouring into the temple funds to care about wording. And early every morning, while the withered ones were still sleeping, a radiant Waterite would walk into the temple past, take a sip and walk home again with a smile on her face, fully rejuvinated. ---------- Raam Japo Jee Aise Aise, Dhroo Prahlad Japio Har Jaise... Meditate on Naam like Bhagat Dhroo and Prahlad did. I.E They were thirsty for God's Vision and determined, being children they were innocent and simple and spared from getting side-tracked by religious rights and wrongs. While millions of pundits, brahmins, scholars and Hindus probably discussed one hundred and one Hindu controversies, the Bhagats had God-shaped holes in their hearts that their constant Naam Simran filled. Guru Amar Das Jee sings a beautiful shabad about controversies: SIREE RAAG, THIRD MEHL (Ang 68) The demon's son Prahlaad had not read about religious rituals or ceremonies, austerity or self-discipline; he did not know the love of duality. Upon meeting with the True Guru, he became pure; night and day, he chanted the Naam, the Name of the Lord. He read only of the One and he understood only the One Name; he knew no other at all. ||4|| The Pandits, the religious scholars, read and argue and stir up controversies, but without the Guru, they are deluded by doubt. They wander around the cycle of 8.4 million reincarnations; without the Shabad, they do not attain liberation. But when they remember the Name, then they attain the state of salvation, when the True Guru unites them in Union. || 6 ||

Small Wooden People The Wemmicks were small wooden people. Each of the wooden people was carved by a woodworker named Eli. His workshop sat on a hill overlooking their village. Every Wemmick was different. Some had big noses, others had large eyes. Some were tall and others were short. Some wore hats, others wore coats. But all were made by the same carver and all lived in the village. And all day, every day, the Wemmicks did the same thing: They gave each other stickers. Each Wemmick had a box of golden star stickers and a box of gray dot stickers. Up and down the streets all over the city, people could be seen sticking stars or dots on one another.The pretty ones, those with smooth wood and fine paint, always got stars. But if the wood was rough or the paint chipped, the Wemmicks gave dots.The talented ones got stars, too... Some could lift big sticks high above their heads or jump over tall boxes. Still others knew big words or could sing very pretty songs. Everyone gave them stars. Some Wemmicks had stars all over them! Every time they got a star it made them feel so good that they did something else and got another star. Others though, could do little. They got dots. Punchinello was one of these. He tried to jump high like the others, but he always fell. And when he fell, the others would gather around and give him dots. Sometimes when he fell, it would scar his wood, so the people would give him more dots. He would try to explain why he fell and say something silly, and the Wemmicks would give him more dots. After a while he had so many dots that he didn't want to go outside. He was afraid he would do something dumb such as forget his hat or step in the water, and then people would give him another dot. In fact, he had so many gray dots that some people would come up and give him one without reason. "He deserves lots of dots," the wooden people would agree with one another. "He's not a good wooden person." After a while Punchinello believed them. "I'm not a good Wemmick," he would say. The few times he went outside, he hung around other Wemmicks who had a lot of dots. He felt better around them. One day he met a Wemmick who was unlike any he'd ever met. She had no dots or stars. She was just wooden. Her name was Lulia. It wasn't that people didn't try to give her stickers; it's just that the stickers didn't stick. Some admired Lulia for having no dots, so they would run up and give her a star. But it would fall off. Some would look down on her for having no stars, so they would give her a dot. But it wouldn't stay either. "That's the way I want to be," thought Punchinello. "I don't want anyone's marks." So he asked the stickerless Wemmick how she did it. "It's easy," Lulia replied, "everyday I go to see Eli." "Eli?" "Yes, Eli. The woodcarver. I sit in the workshop with him." "Why?" "Why don't you find out for yourself? Go up the hill. He's there." And with that the Wemmick with no marks turned and skipped away. "But he won't want to see me!" Punchinello cried out. Lulia didn't hear. So Punchinello went home. He sat near a window and watched the wooden people as they scurried around giving each other stars and dots. "It's not right," he muttered to himself. And he resolved to go see Eli. He walked up the narrow path to the top of the hill and stepped into the big shop. His wooden eyes widened at the size of everything. The stool was as tall as he was. He had to stretch on his tiptoes to see the top of the workbench. A hammer was as long as his arm. Punchinello swallowed hard. "I'm not staying here!" and he turned to leave. Then he heard his name. "Punchinello?" The voice was deep and strong. Punchinello stopped. "Punchinello! How good to see you. Come and let me have a look at you." Punchinello turned slowly and looked at the large bearded craftsman. "You know my name?" the little Wemmick asked. "Of course I do. I made you." Eli stooped down and picked him up and set him on the bench. "Hmm," the maker spoke thoughtfully as he inspected the gray circles. "Looks like you've been given some bad marks." "I didn't mean to, Eli. I really tried hard." "Oh, you don't have to defend yourself to me, child. I don't care what the other Wemmicks think." "You don't?" "No, and you shouldn't either. Who are they to give stars and dots? They're Wemmicks just like you. What they think doesn't matter, Punchinello. All that matters is what I think. And I think you are pretty special." Punchinello laughed. "Me, special? Why? I can't walk fast. I can't jump. My paint is peeling. Why do I matter to you?" Eli looked at Punchinello, put his hands on those small wooden shoulders, and spoke very slowly. "Because you're mine. That's why you matter to me." Punchinello had never had anyone look at him like this--much less his maker. He didn't know what to say. "Everyday I've been hoping you'd come," Eli explained. "I came because I met someone who had no marks." "I know. She told me about you." "Why don't the stickers stay on her?" "Because she has decided that what I think is more important than what they think. The stickers only stick if you let them." "What?" "The stickers only stick if they matter to you. The more you trust my love, the less you care about the stickers." "I'm not sure I understand." "You will, but it will take time. You've got a lot of marks. For now, just come to see me every day and let me remind you how much I care." Eli lifted Punchinello off the bench and set him on the ground. "Remember," Eli said as the Wemmick walked out the door. "You are special because I made you. And I don't make mistakes." Punchinello didn't stop, but in his heart he thought, "I think he really means it." And when he did, a dot fell to the ground.

Pweez pweez pweez pweez put up audio.....

vjkk vjkf can someone please explain clearly what is meant when someone is Offside. thank you. vjkk vjkf

Hope this uploads....if not, go to sikhitothemax.com and type in sexual desire in the English search bit! kaam_related_shabads.doc 19_Do_Not_Surrender_to_Lust_and_Anger.doc

Also Bhai Navroop Singh jee sung it in the East Midlands Sikhi week...go to www.covkhalsa.co.uk

Go to www.covkhalsa.co.uk then multimedia, then audio, then keertan darbars. That has one track. There are also two tracks under shaheedi week samagam on the same site! Enjoy!!

Admin jee, could u please put this under FUN | GLOBAL EVENTS | NEWS ARTICLES? As a sticky if possible? Please? Oh and please please bless the Glasgow Sangat with ur Darshan if u can!! As Bhaji said, we would really appreciate it! It's not THAT far away from England......if Glasgow Sangat can arrange coaches to rensabhais etc down south, then surely sangat can come up to Glasgow.... Bhul chook maaf

But Khalsa Camp is from 20th to 26th August! How can the sangat attend both??

http://www.sikhitothemax.com/Page.asp?ShabadID=10041 It is Guru Gobind Singh jee's bani jee, so there are no translations, but that's the words!!

Importance Of Amrit The true king (Guru Mahaaraaj) has stated, ‘Pritham Rehit Ehu Jaan, Khandey Kee Pahul Chakey’. This is known as the first form of discipline in the Sikh religion, without taking Khande Baatai Dee Pahul (Amrit) from the Panj Piare in Guru Mahaaraaj’s hazooree (presence) one can not be called a Sikh of the Guru, Gursikh. Personally, Daas believes one should keep his/her Rehit (all discipline), read as much banee as he or she can, do Naam Japan Vale Gursikhan Dee Sangat, meditate as often as possible, keep a 2 o’clock Amritvelaa, go to Rainsvaaees and practice to sit in the Sangat all night. One should practice all this for a good 2 years before taking Guru Mahaaraaj’s Amrit. This Amrit is very powerful, for only the truly blessed ones receive it, only ones with good past Karam (deeds) receive this bounty. This opportunity should not be wasted. Guru Gobind Singh Jee took 5 heads for this Amrit and begged the 5 Singhs to also bless him with Amrit. This Amrit does not come cheap. In Bhai Sahib Bhai Randheer Singhs time Gursikhs would have to sit through a 48 hour Akhand Paath (non-stop reading of Guru Granth Sahib Jee) to prove they were suitable enough to receive the Nectar of life. Are we really ready to give our heads when it matters? 'Jo Tho Prem Khelan Kaa Chaao, Sir Dhar Thali Gali Meri Auo.' Are we ready to play the game of love? If so then put your head on the palm of your hand and walk my path says the Guru. What does this mean? This means we have to kill ourselves not physically, but mentally, kill our ego, this is not an easy game to play. How do we kill ourselves? How do we kill our ego? This is all that Daas has talked about in previous posts, there is only one way to kill our ego, and purify this filthy mind which has travelled through many life forms and now is totally black. To cleanse our mind and make it Nirmal (pure) we have to meditate (Simran) athai pehar (24 hours). This is the only time our soul will become one to one with Vahiguroo again. Without Amrit there is no Mukhtee (liberation). As a Gursikh no matter how much we meditate, read Banee and do Sangat etc, if we have not taken Guru Jees amrit we will not be liberated, Amrit is a must take for a Gursikh. If we take amrit and don’t meditate much, keep our barlee (outwardly) rehit, we will come back to Earth only as a Human being until this filthy mind is purified, this is the power of Guru Jees Amrit. If we meditate a lot and think we do not need Amrit, we will come back in to the total cycle of rebirths, this meaning as any being, Dog, Cat etc, the reason for this is that subconsciously we think we are clever (SiaaNap) and we do not need Amrit. Therefore, in reality we are meditating in sheer ego. If we meditate a lot and do not get the chance to take Amrit but this is the goal we are striving for, then Guru Jee will bless us with Amrit in our next life. ‘Ghat Ghat Ke Antar Kee Jaanat Bhale Bure Kee Peer Pacchaanat.’ Guru Jee knows what is going on in every ones hearts, who is good and who is bad. The main thing is we need to be in control of our subconscious mind and see where it lies. This is why genuine love through Naam is the universes largest power. When we take Amrit we drink beautiful ambrosial nectar created by the Panj Piaare, this nectar has the power of Guru Sahib as it was created by Guru Sahib. The Panj Piaare must be very spiritual, as they are preparing the nectar through their concentration, this is a very powerful Sevaa (service), this should not be done if we are not ready for it. We need to be strict in our physical and mental Rehit. After this initiation ceremony, we have to drink this Amrit in every second, breath of our life, if we do not drink this Amrit in every breath of our lives this means the vows we gave Guru Jee were false and through ego. This is the reason Daas believes it is very important to prepare your Kheth (mental physical body) through meditation (Simran) for a good two years before taking Amrit as in this time the Simran becomes a part of our life. After taking amrit is where our life begins. Mahaaraaj says this Amrit (nectar) we drink at the Amrit Sanchaar (ceremony) rises from the naval Chakra (waist) to the Crown Chakra at the Dasam Duaar, when Guru Jee blesses us with Abhiyaas (strict practice of Simran). Oopar Koop Gagan Panihaaree Amrit Peevanehaaraa The Well is high up in the Tenth Gate; the Ambrosial Nectar flows, and I drink it in. (Taken from: http://abhiyaas.blogspot.com)

Vaheguru jee ka khalsa vaheguru jee kee fateh Just a wee correction jee...there is NO transport being organised from Glasgow, coach or otherwise, as there is a rensabhai in Manchester the week before for which a coach has been booked from Glasgow. (At least no-one in Glasgow knows about transport being organised...if it is being organised by anyone else other than the Glasgow sangat, please let us know!)

A humble benti.....if anyone records the keertan, please do share it with the sangat so that those of us unable to attend still get some laha! Thank u!!

I've been recently listening to keertan from www.covkhalsa.co.uk and after anand sahib and fateh, the sangat say something else....i thought it was something like "gur bar akaal, degh tegh fateh" but there is something else said after that.... Apologies for the ignorance, i just cant understand what is being said

Back to the original topic.....if ur still looking for a gatka ustad, check out this site http://www.khalsapanth.co.uk/index.htm Bhai Sahib does teach in Derby as well... http://www.khalsapanth.co.uk/Venues&Classes.htm Hope that helps

Come to Glasgow!! It is sung every week by the youth - every kid in Glasgow who knows keertan must be knowing this shabad! So please come to glasgow and bless us with ur darshan....and that way u can hear the shabad live too

Did anyone by any chance make a recording of the rensabhai? The keertan was soooo powerful. (I was supposed to make a recording but my sis was an aloo and forgot to give me a blank minidisc... )