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  1. Gurfateh ji

    When I was reading this story or a sort of a joke, I could not stop thinking about our state of mind. Are we not like $50 dollar bill in the Story.

    EXCUSE ME?

    A torn and ragged one-dollar bill discovered that it was about to be retired from circulation.

    As it slowly moved along the conveyor belt to

    the shredder, it became acquainted and struck up a conversation with a fifty-dollar bill that was meeting the same fate.

    The fifty began reminiscing about its travels all over the country. Life has been good," the fifty exclaimed. "Why, I've been to Las Vegas, thefinest restaurants in New York, political fund raisers, and just returned from a cruise on the Caribbean."

    Gee," said the one-dollar bill, "you're fortunate to have been able to visit all those places."

    So where all have you been in your lifetime, my little friend," says the

    fifty?" "Well, I've been to ...

    the Methodist Church,

    the Baptist Church,

    the Episcopal Church,

    the Presbyterian Church,

    the Church of God,

    the Lutheran Church,

    the Catholic Church,

    the Orthodox Church,

    the Assembly of God Church,

    the Brethren In Christ Church,

    the Quaker Church ,

    the Pentecostal Church,

    the Charismatic Church,

    the Mennonite Church,

    the United Church of Christ,

    the Church of Christ ..."

    "Excuse me," says the fifty, "but what's a Church"?

    Got message mere bhravo! don't you think this is state of our minds today. Excuse me what is a Gurdwara?

    When we go to places of worship we try to find the lowest denomination to offer to god, knowing fully well that all is provided by God.

    Bhul Chukh Maaf

    Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh

  2. Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh

    A rich man came to see Baba Ravidas Ji and said to him "I am a very busy man, I have so many businesses to look after, so many people to see, I can only come and see you when I am free which isn’t very often, so please just hurry up and bless me with naam!"

    Baba Ravidas said "Ok, I will see what I can do, but first can you get me some milk?"

    The rich man thought is that it? Of course I can get you some milk I will bring it next time I come to see you, but I’m not sure when that will be, because I am a very busy man. Baba Ravidas said "No problem, you just come back with the milk when you have time."

    A few weeks later the rich man came back to Baba Ravi Das Ji and he was carrying the biggest, most shiny, clean new bucket filled with beautiful pure milk.

    Baba Ravidas had a bucket too; it was in the corner of his house. This bucket was very filthy and old; it had not been washed for a while. Baba Ravidas Ji told the rich man to pour the milk in this bucket. The rich man looked at the bucket and said no way, that bucket is really filthy. Baba Ravi Das ji said to the man, "the milk is for me, why are you bothered what you pour it into?"

    The rich man replied, "I have brought you milk which is expensive, pure and beautiful, and you want me to pour it into a filthy bucket, the milk will be ruined and become like the bucket."

    Baba Ravi Das Ji said "I don’t care just pour the milk in the bucket" The rich man said no way. Baba Ravi Das Ji said so there’s no way you are going to pour that milk in the bucket? The rich man said no way. Baba Ravi Das ji then said “Well how do you expect me to give you pure beautiful naam, when your mind and body is like my bucket?"

    Bhul Chukh Maaf

    Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh

  3. Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh

    A young child went to a Gursikh and stated that no matter how hard he tried to keep Gurbani in his heart, he just could not understand or keep it. He stated that his mind was not a bucket, but a strainer, which let everything pass through and did not contain the meaning of Gurbani.

    The Gursikh said "Let us try an experiment. Here is a strainer, and here is some water. Now pour a bucket of water through the strainer."

    The child did this and said "See, the water was not contained, it just passed through, my mind is just like this". The Gursikh said. "Do it once more", so he did, and still the water passed through the strainer. The Gursikh said. "Do it ten times at least". The child did, and at the end of this experiment, he said " See, water still passes through, no matter how many times , and how many buckets we pass through it" . The Gursikh said "Look carefully at the strainer and see if there is any thing different." The child did, and his eyes were filled with tears, and he said. "Yes, I see the difference now. The grimy dirty strainer is now shiny and bright, like never before."

    The Gursikh said "My son, this is what Gurbani does for you. It cleans your mind, and even if you do not realize it, it slowly cleanses your mind, and protects you from the five vices. The more you recite Gurbani, your mind will not only become shinier, but become like the bucket itself, which will not only become clean, but hold the meaning of Gurbani in your heart".

    The child smiled, and felt he had received the best example of the power of Gurbani, ever.

    Bhul Chukh Maaf

    Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh

  4. Got another riddle this is easier :TH:

    Riddle 3:

    A murder is sentenced to be executed. There are 3 doors: One is full of fire, the other is occupied with the Chinese mafia, and the third is full of lions that haven't eaten in three years. Which of the rooms is safest for him to go in?

    is it the third door... because they wont eat him? lol, aint got a clue,,,,,,, grin.gif

    omg i just got it...if they havent eaten in three years then they are not alive...so the one wid the lions in it...hehehe

  5. omg this post is so sweet..wow...i totally agreee wid ju if my mum hadnt pushed me towrds sikhi...then wud be prolly be out rite now..doin sumthin veyr stupid...

    i guess one thing i would have to be thankful to my parents..ofcourse pushing me towards sikhi but also being there whenevr i was confused or i was havin trouble with anything...i mean my mom learnt french just so that she could help me with my french homework.....

    Thank God for our parents...He has truly provided us with the most loving and caring people in this world...SHUKAR HAI !!!

  6. A blemish upon God

    I said to God, “Let me love you.”

    And he replied, “Which part?”

    “All of you, all of you.” I said.

    “Dear” God spoke, “You are as a mouse wanting to impregnate

    a tiger who is not even in heat. It is a feat way

    beyond your courage and strength.

    You would run from me

    if I removed my

    mask.”

    I said to God again,

    “Beloved I need to love you – every aspect, every pore.”

    And this time God said,

    “There is a hideous blemish on my body,

    though it is such an infinitesimal part of my Being-

    could you kiss that if it were revealed?”

    “I will try, Lord, I will try.”

    And then God said,

    “That blemish is all the hatred and

    cruelty in this

    world.”

    Bhul Chukh Maaf

    Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh

  7. original poster...u shud go for pumaz...rlly comfortable u can walk or run in them all day long...any style ish gud so im not going to post a pic...

    n anjaan bhenji i had the same problem and teh thing that helped me was evrytime i wud enter a store to buy shoes...i would say to myself that shouldnt i be savin this money to go to samagamz...and i wud juz look at them and waste my time and then leave teh store...it helped...i stopped wastin money on shoes and started attendin more long distance samagamz...

    hopefully it helped ju both...

    bhul chukh maaf

  8. Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh

    I was reading a topic and u were suppose to watch a video for it and sumhow i ended up watching this one...it is so nice...it doesnt just inspire you to get up at Amrit Vela but also to Jap Naam 24/7..very worthwhile!!

    Bhul Chukh Maaf

    Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh

  9. ALL THINGS DESIRE

    All things desire to be like God,

    and infinite space is a mirror

    that tries

    to reflect His

    body.

    But it can’t.

    All that infinite existence can show us of Him

    is only an atom of God’s

    being.

    God stood behind Himself one night and cast a

    brilliant shadow from which creation

    came.

    Even this shadow is such a flame that

    moths consume their selves in it every second -

    with their sacred passion to possess

    beautiful

    forms.

    Existence mirrors God the best it can,

    though how arrogant for any image in that mirror,

    for any human being, to

    think they know

    His will;

    for His will has never been spoken,

    His voice would ignite

    the earth’s wings

    and all upon

    it.

    We invent truths about God to protect ourselves

    from the wolf’s cries we hear

    and make.

    All things desire to be like God,

    all things desire to

    love.

    Bhul Chukh Maaf

    Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh

  10. I Live yet do not Live in Me

    I live yet do not live in me,

    am waiting as my life goes by,

    and die because I do not die.

    No longer do I live in me,

    and without God I cannot live;

    to him or me I cannot give

    my self, so what can living be?

    A thousand deaths my agony

    waiting as my life goes by,

    dying because I do not die.

    This life I live alone I view

    as robbery of life, and so

    it is a constant death -- with no

    way out until I live with you.

    God, hear me, what I say is true:

    I do not want this life of mine,

    and die because I do not die.

    Being so removed from you I say

    what kind of life can I have here

    but death so ugly and severe

    and worse than any form of pain?

    I pity me -- and yet my fate

    is that I must keep up this lie,

    and die because I do not die.

    The fish taken out of the sea

    is not without a consolation:

    his dying is of brief duration

    and ultimately brings relief.

    Yet what convulsive death can be

    as bad as my pathetic life?

    The more I live the more I die.

    When I begin to feel relief

    on seeing you in the sacrament,

    I sink in deeper discontent,

    deprived of your sweet company.

    Now everything compels my grief:

    I want -- yet can't -- see you nearby,

    and die because I do not die.

    Although I find my pleasure, Waheguru,

    in hope of someday seeing you,

    I see that I can lose you too,

    which makes my pain doubly severe,

    and so I live in darkest fear,

    and hope, wait as life goes by,

    dying because I do not die.

    Deliver me from death, my Father God,

    and give me life; now you have wound

    a rope about me; harshly bound

    I ask you to release the cord.

    See how I die to see you, Lord,

    and I am shattered where I lie,

    dying because I do not die.

    My death will trigger tears in me,

    and I shall mourn my life: a day

    annihilated by the way

    I fail and sin relentlessly.

    O Waheguru, when will it be

    that I can say without a lie:

    I live because I do not die?

    Bhul Chukh Maaf

    Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh

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