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This all started in the month of July last year when my relatives went to India for a visit. I was staying with them (in Canada) and as it was supposed to be we had Guru Granth Sahib Ji parkash at our place. I never woke up early and rarely did a matha tek, how unfortunate was i? But chalo, after they were gone it was my duty to do parkaash and sukhasan di seva. It was almost impossible for me wake up early in the morning. I started doing parkash @ 6 am but i felt i wasn't doing the right thing. So somehow i managed doing parkaash @ 5 am. I would do parkaash, recite japji sahib realllllll fast (in about 6 mins :D ) and went to bed again. Thsi went on for about 2 weeks. I did parkaash and was doing whatever i had been doing for the past 24 years, the 5 chors were my best friends.

One day this BIBI who i had met in a yahoo chat room came online after a longgggg long time and informed me about this forum. The reason why she stopped coming online was, she was an amritdhari bibi now :@ . I registered on this forum and that was my initial step towards sikhi. learnt about sikhi and various jathabandis, learnt about the differences amongst the jathabandis but always had that feeling of love for the sangat. I feel the same is the case with other members here, they might disgaree on certain issues but they'll die for the qaum, die for the truth, die for their fellow sikhs. But chalo i tend to go off-topic a lot.

So 5 chors were my best mates tongue.gif , one day after sukhasaan i was having dinner( was eating BEEF kebabs :lol: . i have no idea what happened to me and i put whatever i was eating in the trashcan.). That was the end of it, I am a vegetarian since then. Now, I know having meat where there is SGGS parkash is totally unethical. I am not in that house now but i am working on convincing my relatives to respect Guru Ji. But yeah from that day i started doing parkaash and sukhaasan with utmost dedication.

As time passed i was making friends from this forum and yes i did learn a lot from them (chatting on msn), got scolded from some for not getting up for amritvela at times and trust me it did help. Learnt many many things that i had never heard of. GOOD SANGAT DOES HELP, either with pyar or by making you feel guilty tongue.gif . All in all what i am trying to say here is pyar for guru ji kept on increasing. The best part is all my problems were getting solved on their own. Finally i moved to a city which has a good number of youth into sikhi. Got a chance to meet a member of SS.

April 15, 07 4am was the time when i first enjoyed taking a kessi bath with cold water. With Guru Kirpa shakked amrit on April 15, 07. It was just an amazing experience, environment and look on the face of amrit abhilakhis can't be put in words. There were many guys who had trimmed beards but were all set to give their head to Guru Sahib, talking to a couple of them made my day. Insiade the atmosphere was just amazing, the NOOR on the faces of 5 piyaare cann't be described. This is something my mind came up with during the amrit sinchaar ceremony.

I saw a golak first, then i saw shastar and finally there was my beloved Guru Ji.

1. Golak - Maya

2. Shasters - Sipahi aspect

3. Guru Ji - Sant aspect

These are the three stages i saw that day. In the front there was amrit da batta, on that day i realised maya and sipahi aspect are necessary for a sikh. Maya just enoguh to survive in this world not to ruin our lives. Sipahi aspect to fight against tyranny. BUT the last which most of us tend to ignore is the Sant aspect, Guru Ji is there at the top and will grant us with the sipahi aspect if we are fully dedicated to the SHABD. SHABD will turn us into KHALSA. A person like me who never utters a word in a gathering was doing WAHEGURU WAHEGURU WAHEGURU jaap with maximum devotion and was admiring the MEH-MA of Guru Ji that day.

Amrit Shakko, Singh/Kaur Sajjo and take a step towards Guru Ji.

When fellow gursikhs say "Welcome to the family", hehe mann khush ho jaanda :) .

i love saying "Wahegurujikakhalsa,Wahegurujikifateh" to fellow sikhs now :umm:

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I haven't found Him yet. I aint worth it. He spotted me stuck in filth and pulled me out.

guys more replies please, i wanna be inspired by those that already inspired. man thse posts so far r amazing!!!!!!! :doh: :doh: :doh: :doh: dont be shy......... Waheguru ji ka khalsa wahegur

Vaheguru Jee Ka Khalsa, Vaheguru Jee Kee Fateh!!! okay so a lot of people have been complainin bout the 'lack of inspiration' on this site... however i can argue there's A LOT of it.... even refert t

Ok it's my turn...

I grew up in a non Sikh family, although we were very spiritual and attended church a few times a week. I got involve in as a Sunday school teacher, played piano at church and went to different countries to do volunteer work (which i loved!). However, in Christianity you have to believe in Jesus only if you want to be saved.

Having many friends from different religion in college, I started questioning some of my beliefs but never my love for God. Anyways I met with Muslims, Hindus, and Sikhs. Actually the first time I asked a Sardar what religion he was, I didn't understand. I mean I had never heard of 'Sikh" before. So someone brought me a very general book about Sikhs. Now you have to remember that what was bothering me about my sets of beleifs was that other people were not being saved as they didn't know Jesus. So I opened up the book to chapter one and the first sentence said:

There are no Hindus, there are no Muslims. WOW!!!!!!

This simple but so profound revelation from Dhan Guru Nanak made such an impression on me: I mean I couldn't sleep for the next couple of weeks! I had the answer to what I was looking for. However it wasn't easy to review all the beliefs i had and upgrade them. I had many nightmares about going to hell and all that. I attended a samagam a while later and I could feel God's presence the same way I was feeling at church during worship time. It felt so good. I knew then that "No Hindus, No Muslims" was true! I was experiencing it!!! What matters is love for God, nothing else.

My parents forbid me to attend any more samagam or attend Gurudwara. I was devastated. I got married a couple of month later to a Punjabi guy. I was naive and thought all Punjabis were going to samagam. I know have children and I try to take them whenever we can to Samagam which is very hard. Although at home, i read them Babaji stories and we do Naam Simran together. Any other suggestions would be greatly appreciated.

I feel terrible that after so many years I haven't progress much. (Perhaps it is meant to kill my ego?) That sure is having an effect.

I'm so blessed to have stumble upon this website, especially this thread. So inspiring. It'll keep me going...

Thank you all of those of have shared their stories d_oh.gifd_oh.gif

Waheguru, Waheguru, Waheguru

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wow its amazing to read all this great stories...... welll i dont have a story .. im only 14 but there is something thay did inspire me.... my family is a sikhi family we go to the gundwara but we do eat meat and cut ur hair.. well i stopped eating meat when i was in grade 4 and i never cut my hair since im a gurl and gurls arent allowed in in a typical indian family... my brother cuts his hair... my dad took him..... well slowly my youger sister stopped eating meat and now my brother cut down... will guru ji kirpa my nanaji naniji mama ji and mamiji are all in guruji path... will the help of them we learned kirtan, started to cover our hair and hopefully by grade 9 i want to do chola,..... my mum said u have to wat untill im 18 to do amirt,,,,, im gunna do cholea and show her that im not going to break it,,, i dont blame my mum because she doesnt want me to break it... i basically started my path when i was in grade 1 and went to punjabi school but i learnt the meaning in grade 4 when i dtarted to go to gurmant classes naam simran (amirt vaalha and evenings) and camps... i figured out that i wont be alone to do all this.... have inspiration everywhere.... well in grade 7 last year i started going into the wrong path skipping lunch and all that other stuff... than over the summer i meant sanget thatr= really got be back and now im into sikhi i havent took amirt yet but i know my guruji will take me..... i hope i dont sound ego filled ......srry if i do

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erm helooo im just gonna dive in so here goes...i felt realy wierd cos i been going through some emotional difficulties and would never discuss anything with ANYONE but after reading so many inspirational stories................mine aint anything like that but it may help me understand myself better and relise that other have also been through summat similar

im from a typical "jatt" family (but no in my family farms, the all labourers) as i guess im from a labourer's family ours was the typical meat eating bear drinking family, that when to gurdwaras on diwali, vaisakhi etc etc.................my dad however was probably as close as i could get to sikhi...........i never knew much about sikhi..........nor didi want to.............i remember my dad dragging me to Wednesfield Gurdwara, wolverhampton, uk and me sitting there either falling asleep or notunderstanding a word the granthies had sed.............but then i turned 11 yrs old..................i was a sickly child and never eat, put on weight etc and suddenly i began vomiting wheni ate...............long story short i found out i had a massive cancerous tumour in my pancreas and docs gave me bout 6 months to live..............but through this i still didnt appreciate God and got realy scared......................my dad started taking me to gurdwara every sunday and i still didnt feel any closer to sikhi and wrapped myself with fear of dying.............again long story short...........the did this big op to remove the cancer and i found myself in remission...............so slowing life began to return to normal and thoughts and behaviour still neverbrought me close to God...................

i began college.................i had lovely long hair (i now realise this ) up past my bum and i chopped it all off without a seconds though....................then the 5sins came swimming towards me and i got so caught up in it that God began even furthur ffrom my mind and i dived into a sinful and disgusting few months of my life......m,my folks got divorced and i never realy saw my dad again.................i'd been abused when i was younger and everything just came chrashing down on me and i began to litrlly self destruct............

then the pain started again...........vomiting etc was back...............two weeks later i found out the Cancer was back and had spread to multiple organs.................they started chemo......lost all my hair.....was even more ill............renounced God altogther, hated him for my suffering.................chemo didnt help cancer continued to spread and i went more and more off the rails.......id come home drunk most nights.................one morning i woke up and i had two tattoes and i did not remember having them done :@

then one summer my massi dragged me down to Sedley St gurdwara to listen to Sant Baba Ranjit Singh, (the realy young guy) diwan and i sat there all angry..........but then i actually started to listen................from that moment i knew that his words were there to help me anf guide me...........i know alot of stuff has been sed about him but for that moment in time, on that day, in those few hours, is words reached a part of me i didnt know existed...............i went home and my massi came the next day to and were were going to meet him................i didnt like the way people were forcing me to touch his feet......but you know wot some folks can be like

told him about my cancer..............(which i still have) and he told me to have sehaj path down my house...........i was like yeah right.....i could never do that..............two month later im getting up and 2.30am to prepar the langer at my house before Guru jee was coming to my house............for those 11 days i had my highs and lows but i did it!!!!!!!!!!!! i cried when maharajee saroop left my house............my cancer has been stable but even so often it worse.................i dont know how long i have and i dont realy care cos the sukh i have obtain through re-discovering who i realy am and when i come from..........words cant describe it.........................my kesh is growing back and i have finally found abit of peace.....................

i hate myself for all the bad things ive done and i will have too reap what i have sown but i would never change my life or what my illness to one day get better cos its thought this dukh i found Maharajee path..........im so thankful for everyday that Gurujee gives me bakshish for rise and amrit vela to do my nitnem..............and when i find im too lazy to get up i could weap at my own selfishness

i dont realy know what to think of Sant babajee but i know that if God resides in everyone.............i saw God in his words that day at that diwaan and thats what i cherish..........im by no means perfect cos alot of other stuff happend when i was younger and i still slip back into Narak but with Gurujee kirpa i hope that before my time comes i can take amrit.............cos at the moment im still looking for Him and keep forgetting that He is within me...............................

Bhul chuck maaf

(p.s. forgive my horrendus spelling cos i think faster than i type)

JustME

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Vaheguru...

every single one of us has our own unique experiences... diff situations cause us to get into Sikhi.. wha wi all hafta realize is dat, we don't pick Sikhi, God picks us to find Sikhi and to start following it..

there's many of us who come a 'bad' past, myself included... buh i dun tink wi shud hate ourselves or renounce our past for it... all'a these thingz are life experiences... they're wha made us who we are today.. who knows, if it hadn't been for dem experiences, maybe we wud'n be where we are today...

and then.. there are those of us who are born into a Sikhi oriented family... how lucky are they? i believe that these people (and there are several on dis forum) are continuing off from their lass life...

one thing is fully clear... no matter wha type'a lifestyle u come from, the love for Sikhi, our Guru, our Satguru remains throughout... it all comes down to LOVE... every single person in dis forum has, in one way or another, experienced profound love while on da path to sikhi... in some cases its BECAUSE of da love, dat some'a us start to pursue this path...

regardless, we are all SO fortunate to be given da opportunity to have his Glorious darshan, and to be a part of Saadh Sangat... there is nothin more fruitfull in dis world...

we are da youth.. and are da future of this Quam... we all hafta stick together... spread the love... spread the word of Guru Nanak ... and focus on Seva, Simran and Sangat..

may wi all stay in Chardi Kalaa!!

Vaheguru Jeeee Ka Khalsaaaaaaaaaaa, Vaheguru Jee Kee Fatehhhhhhhhhh!!!

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Vaheguru...

one thing is fully clear... no matter wha type'a lifestyle u come from, the love for Sikhi, our Guru, our Satguru remains throughout... it all comes down to LOVE... every single person in dis forum has, in one way or another, experienced profound love while on da path to sikhi... in some cases its BECAUSE of da love, dat some'a us start to pursue this path...

regardless, we are all SO fortunate to be given da opportunity to have his Glorious darshan, and to be a part of Saadh Sangat... there is nothin more fruitfull in dis world...

we are da youth.. and are da future of this Quam... we all hafta stick together... spread the love... spread the word of Guru Nanak ... and focus on Seva, Simran and Sangat..

may wi all stay in Chardi Kalaa!!

Vaheguru Jeeee Ka Khalsaaaaaaaaaaa, Vaheguru Jee Kee Fatehhhhhhhhhh!!!

aaaaaaaaaaaaw pahjee beautifully put..............we are all brothers and sister fighting the same cause of truth and khalsa...................each and everyone of us is beautiful inside once we embrace the God that resides within us.................tuk my a loooooooooong time to realise this

i pray to God that todays youth and todays generation itself stops looking at the negatives and evils of each other and sees everything as pure as God intended it to be and love and support each other

waheguru

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SAT SRI AKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL! =)

Bhainjeee your so sweet and cute and hopefully guru ji blesses you with more happiness and more sikhi and more sweeet blissful simran! =) Waheguru Waheguru Waheguru Waheguru

Do more simran! Can never get enough! =) =)

<3 so proud of you sis

Me sweet and cute??? Nooo!! Nasty and not cute, lolll... buh yh i hope Guruji blesses every1 with seva simran and loadsa sangat!!!

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waheguru ji ka khalsa, waheguru ji ki fateh

inspiring phaaji

Vaheguru...

well I guess since I started this topic I should tell my story as well...

lets see... k....

well ... i was by no means born into a Sikh family... my dad was (and still is) an alcoholic... he cut mine and my brothers hair when we were really young (we started off keeping our kesh)... all 3 of us were basically 'forced' to live the punjabi lifestyle i.e. partying every week, eating meat, bhangra etc... etc... newayz, we were all headed down the wrong way really fast, since we grew up in the ghettos of toronto.. growing up we were all into the 'thug life'.. our family started coming to sangat when i was in grade 5, which is when i actually started keepin my hair.. at that point i was forced to keep my hair... but a year or so into it my dad cut it again... and then my momz froced me to keep it again... the next few years while in juniour high i started fallowing the gangsta lifestyle like everybody else around me... i started chillin wit older peepz who were also on the wrong track, most of them my brothers friends.....newhoo.. in high school... continued the wrong lifestyle... even though i still went to sangat... i dunno, at that point i REALLY loved goin to sangat... loved doin kirtan, playin tabla n stuff.. but didn't have the discipline or nething.. i continued keeping my kesh... my older brother turned his life around a couple of years earlier... he took amrit and all that good stuff... but me and my oldest brother were still on the OTHER side... in high school i got involved with gangs, girls n crime n all that stuff... all my friends were either drug dealers or in jail or something.. at this point my mom was really into sangat too... after a while... my dad wouldn't let her go to sangat... he was 'anti-sikhi'/'anti-sangat' kinda thing... main reason he didn't want her goin to sangat was 'cause it made her HAPPY... and bein an INDIAN MALE... he COULDN'T let that happen... rite?... ... newhoo... my momz basically stopped goin because of him, but us 3 brothers continued to go... as i got into grade 11 i kinda started changin my wayz... at that point sangat really started rubbin off on me.. as well we had a LOT of family troubles at home between my parents... my dad, from grade 8-12, left home on n off... through the years the problems just got worse... would abuse my mom n stuff... i had taken amrit jus a while before that, just basically outta nowhere... however, through my stupidity i didn't keep it and respect it...

newayz, i started gettin serious wit my life... changed schools... got 'decent' friends ... they weren't into the whole thug life... they were actually a positive influence for me... at this point i started focussin on my sikhi and studies more n more... from then on up until now, I became closer and closer to some singhs in Sangat... even though i still kept wit a lot of my 'old ways' they were still a HUGE inspiration for me.. basically taught me almost everything i know about sikhi (i'm not sure if they want their names mentioned, so i'll keep them gupt)... about 3 years ago we moved from the GHETTO to the suburbs of Toronto (Brampton).. at this point my parents were separated, but it was a good thing, 'cause it allowed all of us to focus on our sikhi and allowed my mom to go to sangat... we were all basically happier ... Living in Brampton, where bout 80% of the population is punjabi (hehehe) we basically started a new life for ourselves... this was a HUGE thing for everybody in our family... living here there's ALWAYZ some kirtan program or sangat goin on somewhere... i slowly got into goin to gurdwara for simran and started goin to other programz in the area... also, i got to attend the Sikh camps we had here... about a year after moving i started to meet MANY chardi kalaa gursikhs living here (which i would have never met livin back there)... they helped influence me to follow my sikhi (at this point i had already broken my amrit, but was keen on goin for pesh, admitting my faults and retaking it ... i was older now and was gettin serious bout my sikhi)... i told myself i didn't wanna make the same mistake... with the help of my brothers around me, i started keepin up wit my amrit vela, attended regular kirtan programz durin the week, and got focused on my studies (which were REALLY behind before i moved here)... i cannot express HOW much the singhs around me really inspired me... gursikhs like those, man, wow... i can't express in words how grateful i am to Guru Jee for directing them towards me...

... as time went on, all i could think of was going back to Guru jee... EVERY day I would think bout taking amrit... i started reading more Bani and it was all gettin clearer to me... everything kept pointing towards Guru jee, and me taking amrit... i alwayz thought to myself... if i die tomorrow then my whole life is wasted... i tried to become more disciplined and faitful towards my Guru... in that time a few amrit sanchars had already gone by.. one thing that was really hindering me was the fact that i had a girlfriend... she was actually very positive towards me takin amrit and actually helped me in some sense... however the attachment for both of us was really hindering this step... i had way too much kaam ... after a while i told her that i would be taking amrit soon, i didn't know when but i WILL be taking it, whenever Guru jee calls me to his door... and basically we stopped everything... it was hard lettin go, but i thank her beacuse she kinda pushed me too.. she was very positive about it so that helped me out...

time went on and i couldn't wait no more... i told my mom that if i died that day then my whole life would be wasted... in July there was a Calgary sadh sangat Samagam... i actually wasn't going to go to this at first because i couldn't afford it... but somehow my ardaas was answered... i booked my ticket on a seat sale and i got a really good price that i could afford... the second i hit 'SUBMIT' on the website after purchasing my ticket i KNEW, okay this IS the sign... i knew there would be an amrit sanchar there that samagam... and i had made up my mind way before about this...

calgary samagam came and i was so nervous and scared about goin for pesh.. but i talked to some singhs who put me to ease.. they really supported me... for me it was WAY overdue.. hehe.. i thought back to the first time i took it, and for me it was like spur of the moment... it seemed like 'the thing to do'... 'cause everywhere i looked people were taking amrit, all the sangat around me was amritdhari.. i felt left out... but this time... it was a decision made by my body, mind, and soul together... Saturday July 2, 2005 i was reborn a SIKH... i thank Guru Jee with all my heart for giving me another chance... i thank all the sangat around me for being there with me... from then up until now, i have been at peace... tha day i came back home i told my mom, if i die tomorrow i'll die happy and with guru jee... tha's all i ever wanted... (being a mother she didn't wanna hear me talk about death, but she was so happy to see me happy and with Guru Jee)...

i know without Guru jee sending me to them, i'd probably be in jail, dead, or somewhere in between... without his grace, and his hand on my head, i wouldn't have got anything... i still don't even realize everything he does ... but it is a life task (seva) to devote myself to him...

that being said... i still have A LOT to learn and am far from where i should be.. and i hope i can learn a lot from all of you... i hope you can all continue to inspire and educate me... i hope i can continue to be in the sangat of chardi kalaa gursikhs... i know i must've done somethin right in one'a my previous lives to have your guyz darshan...

'Bin Bhagaa, satsang n labai.... bin sangat mail, bhareejai jeeo'

challo... SHUKAR HAI!!...

i'm sorry for writing a whole essay... hehehe... hope i didn't waste anybodys time...

Dhan Vaheguru....

bhul chuk maaf...

Vaheguru Jee Ka Khalsa, Vaheguru Jee Kee Fateh..!!

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Growing up

Growing up i was the typical punjabi kid you see out there. Had his hair but has no idea why. Just kept my kesh cause my parents made me from a child. Having kesh never really stopped me from being in the "bad crowd". In fact I was usually amongst the leaders of the "bad crowd". I had no sikhi love in me at all. I used to go to gurdwara at least a couple times a week, but only to play hockey, or talk to my friends. I remember numerous days in the diwan hall just confused and bored waiting for these raagi's to do Anand Sahib so i can go eat.

Any how, Highschool came around and i got into an even more bad crowd. When i was 14 most of my friends were 18-19, into doing weed, drinking and skipping school. I quickly became just like them, and in grade nine i took up smoking, weed, drinking and skipping school. When I was 17, I cut my kesh. I always wanted to cut my kesh but i never had the guts to do it infront of my parents. One day i called my best friend and i asked him to cut my kesh. He replied "you always say that man, u sure this time?". I replied yes. SO he came over and cut my kesh. At the time, I didnt feel bad at all. I really didnt know how great Khalsa is and how great Guru sahib is, remember i was just a typical punjabi kid.

I still remember I was too scared to go home after i cut my hair that i stayed away from home for 2 days, and only told my dad on the phone that i cut my kesh. Surprisly my dad wasnt really upset he told me "you made a mistake, and you'll eventually realize how bad of a mistake you made". I came home after 2 days expecting my dad to tell my mom. But he purposly didnt. I still remember the look on my mom's face, so much pain and dissapointment.

Looking back now, I remember everytime my friends got into "big" trouble, like jail time, charges, heavy fights, or anything really huge. I was never there. I started to not like what my friends were doing, but i couldnt break free from them totally. they were my "boyz".

The turning point

I heard some good singhs tell me, that when you get into sikhi your mind just thinks different. Sikhi things makes you happy, and other things just seem so bad. I wanted to quit smoking. Most smokers know its bad, but they dont have the will power to quit. Well one day I just decided that I dont want to smoke anymore (5 years being a smoker). I dont know where this came from, but i did a form of ardaas to vaheguru to help me quit. I just got a feeling of so much love and i got addicted to this pyaar. I quit smoking, and weed almost instantly.

I still drank though. But every time I drank and got drunk I would talk about Guru Gobind Singh Jee, and sikhs and khalsa. My friends all used to hate drinking with me, cause i would ruin the "buzz" by talking about religion. Every time we went out i would talk about religion, sikhi, everything. I used to tell them in a drunken stuper, "im gonna keep my kesh man, im gonna stop all this stuff", they would laugh and say "YOU!? hahaah..yeah right guy,you neverrr". I knew at that time that i wanted to keep my kesh. I was so determined. I didnt want to just keep kesh though and keep doing bad things. I wanted to be clean first then keep kesh. At this point i tried to change my sangat to more positive sangat.

The turning point was when I was asked by a Singh to play in a basketball tournament. It was some "baba deep singh" team. At the time I had no idea who Baba Deep Singh was. During practice I met young gursikhs in bana and kirpans and daamaala's. I admired them sooooo much. I never really met a true singh before, and i was soo happy to see them, that i didnt want to leave their side.

Around that time, I was chatting with some girl I knew on the phone and she wanted to meet up with me. She asked me to come to gurudwara to see her at night, becuase her parents are religious and they go to these all night keertans. She only wanted me to come to kinda hook up. I replied "i'll come to gurdwara, but im not gonna talk to you there. I always knew it was wrong to pick up girls at gurdwara. My manmukh self knew this much at least. At the time i was staying at my chachee's house who is amritdari, and i asked her if shes going to this "all night keertan". Shes told me yes. so i went. I walked into the main hall. it was FILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEd with Guru khalsa. I had no idea about this stuff. I sat down And started listening to keertan. from about 10 pm to about 12 am I sat there. My cuzins walked over to me and said they are leaving and told me to get ready. I couldnt leave the keertan I wanted to stay so bad. I just told them to go without me and I'll come home with my chachee. I think i was the only Mona in the whole Hall! At the end of the reansabayee My chachee brought me over to meet an old gursikh. (it was bhai Jeevan Singh) He smiled and gave me a fateh. After that day i really liked sikhi.

I downloaded Keertan from the internet and used to listen to it night and day. Rap music, other music wasnt appealing to me. Only keertan.

Going away from home

I got acceptance to University Away from my house. I wanted to go away so i accepted it. This was a great turning point in my life. I finally was broken free from my friends in my area who were drinking and what not. I was starting new and fresh. My first year of university I met good sangat. I quit drinking about 2 months into my first year, and I started keeping my kesh. It was funny. A bearded guy with a football tuke on walking around campus. Eventually my singh friends at university told me its time for me to put on a dastaar. They came over. My closest singh friend took off his daastaar from his head and tied it on me. when i looked in the mirror I felt sooooooo goood. I looked at myself my kesh my daarree and i felt so proud. I remember my old self when i was a kid, who used to hate my kesh and resent it, and now im looking in the mirror and im soo proud to display kesh. It was an amazing feeling.

Soon after I knew i was gonna take amrit. I had a very close friend and we both knew we were gonna take amrit but we were just getting ready. I prepared for about 2 years, used to do as much paat as i could, hang out with khalsa only, stopped going to clubs, stopped listening to music, just those things never appealed to me anymore.

The incident

There was a very big incident that happend in my life that really got me close with some Singhs. It was a tough time and I went everywhere for help and assistance but everywhere i turned I couldnt get help. Eventually some upstanding singhs came into the picture and totally helped out. This was the main thing that pushed me over the edge. I now knew where i wanted to take amrit. I wanted to be just like those singhs. So i decided to take amrit at the next amrit sanchaar they held. I soon realized that what they do is khalsa gurmat, and everything made sense to me.

Weekend of Amrit Sanchaar

I came to Gurdwara dressed in Bana, to listen to akhaand paat sahib before amrit sanchaar. I remember the bibi on roll sewa was such an amazing paaati and i admired her big daamala and blue chola. I listend to as much of the akaaand paat sahib as i could. It was there I got darshan of Gursikhs that i admire to this day. They gave me so much love and support, I think they could tell i was nervous about taking amrit. The amrit sanchaar was unbeliveable. There are many many things that happend inside with panj and during amrit sanchaar that i wont go into. But after taking amrit my life completely changed. I was reborn. Words cannot describe the power of amrit and naam. I urge anybody who hasnt asked for amrit from panj to do so as soon as possible. Your life will never be the same after. The pyaar that i feel inside with other Guru khalsa is unexplainable.

Presently

currently im trying my hardest to remain in sangat, have rehit, keep amrit vela and jaap as much naam as i can. When i look back into the past, I cant believe how i lived without Guru Sahib.

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Growing up

Growing up i was the typical punjabi kid you see out there. Had his hair but has no idea why. Just kept my kesh cause my parents made me from a child. Having kesh never really stopped me from being in the "bad crowd". In fact I was usually amongst the leaders of the "bad crowd". I had no sikhi love in me at all. I used to go to gurdwara at least a couple times a week, but only to play hockey, or talk to my friends. I remember numerous days in the diwan hall just confused and bored waiting for these raagi's to do Anand Sahib so i can go eat.

Any how, Highschool came around and i got into an even more bad crowd. When i was 14 most of my friends were 18-19, into doing weed, drinking and skipping school. I quickly became just like them, and in grade nine i took up smoking, weed, drinking and skipping school. When I was 17, I cut my kesh. I always wanted to cut my kesh but i never had the guts to do it infront of my parents. One day i called my best friend and i asked him to cut my kesh. He replied "you always say that man, u sure this time?". I replied yes. SO he came over and cut my kesh. At the time, I didnt feel bad at all. I really didnt know how great Khalsa is and how great Guru sahib is, remember i was just a typical punjabi kid.

I still remember I was too scared to go home after i cut my hair that i stayed away from home for 2 days, and only told my dad on the phone that i cut my kesh. Surprisly my dad wasnt really upset he told me "you made a mistake, and you'll eventually realize how bad of a mistake you made". I came home after 2 days expecting my dad to tell my mom. But he purposly didnt. I still remember the look on my mom's face, so much pain and dissapointment.

Looking back now, I remember everytime my friends got into "big" trouble, like jail time, charges, heavy fights, or anything really huge. I was never there. I started to not like what my friends were doing, but i couldnt break free from them totally. they were my "boyz".

The turning point

I heard some good singhs tell me, that when you get into sikhi your mind just thinks different. Sikhi things makes you happy, and other things just seem so bad. I wanted to quit smoking. Most smokers know its bad, but they dont have the will power to quit. Well one day I just decided that I dont want to smoke anymore (5 years being a smoker). I dont know where this came from, but i did a form of ardaas to vaheguru to help me quit. I just got a feeling of so much love and i got addicted to this pyaar. I quit smoking, and weed almost instantly.

I still drank though. But every time I drank and got drunk I would talk about Guru Gobind Singh Jee, and sikhs and khalsa. My friends all used to hate drinking with me, cause i would ruin the "buzz" by talking about religion. Every time we went out i would talk about religion, sikhi, everything. I used to tell them in a drunken stuper, "im gonna keep my kesh man, im gonna stop all this stuff", they would laugh and say "YOU!? hahaah..yeah right guy,you neverrr". I knew at that time that i wanted to keep my kesh. I was so determined. I didnt want to just keep kesh though and keep doing bad things. I wanted to be clean first then keep kesh. At this point i tried to change my sangat to more positive sangat.

The turning point was when I was asked by a Singh to play in a basketball tournament. It was some "baba deep singh" team. At the time I had no idea who Baba Deep Singh was. During practice I met young gursikhs in bana and kirpans and daamaala's. I admired them sooooo much. I never really met a true singh before, and i was soo happy to see them, that i didnt want to leave their side.

Around that time, I was chatting with some girl I knew on the phone and she wanted to meet up with me. She asked me to come to gurudwara to see her at night, becuase her parents are religious and they go to these all night keertans. She only wanted me to come to kinda hook up. I replied "i'll come to gurdwara, but im not gonna talk to you there. I always knew it was wrong to pick up girls at gurdwara. My manmukh self knew this much at least. At the time i was staying at my chachee's house who is amritdari, and i asked her if shes going to this "all night keertan". Shes told me yes. so i went. I walked into the main hall. it was FILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEd with Guru khalsa. I had no idea about this stuff. I sat down And started listening to keertan. from about 10 pm to about 12 am I sat there. My cuzins walked over to me and said they are leaving and told me to get ready. I couldnt leave the keertan I wanted to stay so bad. I just told them to go without me and I'll come home with my chachee. I think i was the only Mona in the whole Hall! At the end of the reansabayee My chachee brought me over to meet an old gursikh. (it was bhai Jeevan Singh) He smiled and gave me a fateh. After that day i really liked sikhi.

I downloaded Keertan from the internet and used to listen to it night and day. Rap music, other music wasnt appealing to me. Only keertan.

Going away from home

I got acceptance to University Away from my house. I wanted to go away so i accepted it. This was a great turning point in my life. I finally was broken free from my friends in my area who were drinking and what not. I was starting new and fresh. My first year of university I met good sangat. I quit drinking about 2 months into my first year, and I started keeping my kesh. It was funny. A bearded guy with a football tuke on walking around campus. Eventually my singh friends at university told me its time for me to put on a dastaar. They came over. My closest singh friend took off his daastaar from his head and tied it on me. when i looked in the mirror I felt sooooooo goood. I looked at myself my kesh my daarree and i felt so proud. I remember my old self when i was a kid, who used to hate my kesh and resent it, and now im looking in the mirror and im soo proud to display kesh. It was an amazing feeling.

Soon after I knew i was gonna take amrit. I had a very close friend and we both knew we were gonna take amrit but we were just getting ready. I prepared for about 2 years, used to do as much paat as i could, hang out with khalsa only, stopped going to clubs, stopped listening to music, just those things never appealed to me anymore.

The incident

There was a very big incident that happend in my life that really got me close with some Singhs. It was a tough time and I went everywhere for help and assistance but everywhere i turned I couldnt get help. Eventually some upstanding singhs came into the picture and totally helped out. This was the main thing that pushed me over the edge. I now knew where i wanted to take amrit. I wanted to be just like those singhs. So i decided to take amrit at the next amrit sanchaar they held. I soon realized that what they do is khalsa gurmat, and everything made sense to me.

Weekend of Amrit Sanchaar

I came to Gurdwara dressed in Bana, to listen to akhaand paat sahib before amrit sanchaar. I remember the bibi on roll sewa was such an amazing paaati and i admired her big daamala and blue chola. I listend to as much of the akaaand paat sahib as i could. It was there I got darshan of Gursikhs that i admire to this day. They gave me so much love and support, I think they could tell i was nervous about taking amrit. The amrit sanchaar was unbeliveable. There are many many things that happend inside with panj and during amrit sanchaar that i wont go into. But after taking amrit my life completely changed. I was reborn. Words cannot describe the power of amrit and naam. I urge anybody who hasnt asked for amrit from panj to do so as soon as possible. Your life will never be the same after. The pyaar that i feel inside with other Guru khalsa is unexplainable.

Presently

currently im trying my hardest to remain in sangat, have rehit, keep amrit vela and jaap as much naam as i can. When i look back into the past, I cant believe how i lived without Guru Sahib.

waheguru thats so amazing man!

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