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:x hey - they're cool pictures - noone said that we were worshipping them!! bhul chukh maaf

Vaheguroo Ji Ka Khalsa! Vaheguroo Ji Ki Fateh! Just wanted to say to all you awesome people Thanx for inspiring me so much! A really cool thing happened to me yesterday - It was my birthday and my family don't celebrate birthdays/give prezzies etc BUT i have become much more into sikhi since joining this site that i got an amazing gift - my own Dastaar!! So thanx very very much for being such cool sangat. Vaheguroo Ji Ka Khalsa! Vaheguroo Ji Ki Fateh!

nice pics

of course not!! how could you suggest such a thing??

lol - don't worry darshan penji, i'll make sure he doesn't remember you as "the weird girl from down south" i'm real lucky to live near him and get taught by him sometimes. i just like his style of kirtan - though now he's bullied me into playing the violin along with his shabads!!! ok..off topic

:? nice logic, darshan penji :wink:

nice post, veerji makes you think, doesn't it. thx - so far my day has been wicked

lol - good description kirtan sounds good whatever level you're at - it don't matter if you're slightly slower than others at learning. kirtan is coool 8)

i started learning kirtan when i was about 5/6 - at first i got taught by someone who you might know - Bhai Manjit singh from Uk - after a while you just kinda pick up tunes. but it's real worth it - there's always a feeling of SachKhand when you do Kirtan

yeh.. i'm with you - u see TRUE beauty in keski-wearing ppl , not prettiness as in make-uppy rubbish

maybe that was just my panna - don't worry i've also been mistaken for a boy lol - honestly, you get all sorts out there

is this the one? iv highlighted the relevant bits - it's a really interesting shabad, by Guru Nanak Dev Ji, in Sriraag, pana 16 : sabh ras mit(h)ae ma(n)niai suniai saalonae || Believing, all tastes are sweet. Hearing, the salty flavors are tasted; khatt thurasee mukh bolanaa maaran naadh keeeae || chanting with one's mouth, the spicy flavors are savored. All these spices have been made from the Sound-current of the Naad. shhatheeh a(n)mrith bhaao eaek jaa ko nadhar karaee ||1|| The thirty-six flavors of ambrosial nectar are in the Love of the One Lord; they are tasted only by one who is blessed by His Glance of Grace. ||1|| baabaa hor khaanaa khusee khuaar || O Baba, the pleasures of other foods are false. jith khaadhhai than peerreeai man mehi chalehi vikaar ||1|| rehaao || Eating them, the body is ruined, and wickedness and corruption enter into the mind. ||1||Pause|| rathaa painan man rathaa supaedhee sath dhaan || My mind is imbued with the Lord's Love; it is dyed a deep crimson. Truth and charity are my white clothes. neelee siaahee kadhaa karanee pehiran pair dhhiaan || The blackness of sin is erased by my wearing of blue clothes, and meditation on the Lord's Lotus Feet is my robe of honor. kamaraba(n)dh sa(n)thokh kaa dhhan joban thaeraa naam ||2|| Contentment is my cummerbund, Your Name is my wealth and youth. ||2|| baabaa hor painan khusee khuaar || O Baba, the pleasures of other clothes are false. jith paidhhai than peerreeai man mehi chalehi vikaar ||1|| rehaao || Wearing them, the body is ruined, and wickedness and corruption enter into the mind. ||1||Pause|| ghorrae paakhar sueinae saakhath boojhan thaeree vaatt || The understanding of Your Way, Lord, is horses, saddles and bags of gold for me. tharakas theer kamaan saa(n)g thaegaba(n)dh gun dhhaath || The pursuit of virtue is my bow and arrow, my quiver, sword and scabbard. vaajaa naejaa path sio paragatt karam thaeraa maeree jaath ||3|| To be distinguished with honor is my drum and banner. Your Mercy is my social status. ||3|| baabaa hor charranaa khusee khuaar || O Baba, the pleasures of other rides are false. jith charriai than peerreeai man mehi chalehi vikaar ||1|| rehaao || By such rides, the body is ruined, and wickedness and corruption enter into the mind. ||1||Pause|| ghar ma(n)dhar khusee naam kee nadhar thaeree paravaar || The Naam, the Name of the Lord, is the pleasure of houses and mansions. Your Glance of Grace is my family, Lord. hukam soee thudhh bhaavasee hor aakhan bahuth apaar || The Hukam of Your Command is the pleasure of Your Will, Lord. To say anything else is far beyond anyone's reach. naanak sachaa paathisaahu pooshh n karae beechaar ||4|| O Nanak, the True King does not seek advice from anyone else in His decisions. ||4|| baabaa hor sounaa khusee khuaar || O Baba, the pleasure of other sleep is false. jith suthai than peerreeai man mehi chalehi vikaar ||1|| rehaao ||4||7|| By such sleep, the body is ruined, and wickedness and corruption enter into the mind. ||1||Pause||4||7|| hope this helped

i used to wear one like Mr Singh is talking about but loads of people kept mistaking me to be a Muslim because muslim girls have loads of different ways of tying their head-scarf-thingies, and one way is kinda similar to the one you're talkin about - so i changed to a keski with my joora on top of my head. keski/dastaars are cool because people can recognise you as a singhni

i wear one and the other girls i see wearing one look pretty cool where i live the kids are just getting into Sikhi and it's made a great difference already

maybe you got me convinced on this one :wink:

mmm...the last bit was interesting, mugermach :?

isn't it kinda like changing God's will? - i mean, that's the name youv'e been blessed with and it's a pretty cool name anyway

wouldn't you be doing great seva if you donated a lung etc to a person in great need of it? And yeh.. i thought that it was the soul that leaves the earth, not the body. guru sahib says in so many places that this body will eventually become dust. bhul chukh maaf

reeeeeeeeal nice

thx

VJKK VJKF i'm confused about something: when ur doing kirtan or even if you r just in Darbar Sahib are u supposed to remove your socks? quite a few people in my gurudwara say this but i dunno if its true. i couldn't find anything anywhere to help answer the question. i mean, what happens if its really cold??? help would be appreciated :? VJKK VJKF

i might b confused here.....but when any of the Guru Jis did paat they covered their head - so shouldn't we do that too?? + rehat maryada says to cover your head, when doing path etc :? bhul chukh maaf

:!: i've changed it now to "wherever"

This was sent to me by a Muslim friend - have a read: Hell Is Real I went into my classroom, Ready for another year at school, I didn't want the work, Just wanted to hang and be cool. I had on new clothes, New sneaks on my feet, I was there for class on time, Went to the back and took my seat. Yeah, I'm moving up, I'm already grown, Soon I'll be graduating, And out on my own. I talked to some of my friends, We were all having fun, Said some things I shouldn't have said, Did stuff I shouldn't have done. I knew I was different, I felt God touch my heart, I knew I should set a standard, But then I'd be set apart. Walking to the bus, I was not looking for strength, I heard the car tires screeching, But now it's too late. I'm standing in this room, And I can see the heavenly gate, Oh no! I never prayed, I thought I had time to get it straight. An angel walked to me, He had a book in his hand, I knew it was the Book of Life, When would this dream end? I told him my name, And he began to look, then he looked at me sadly and said, Your name is not in this book. Angel, this is a dream, No, I can't be dead! He closed the book and turned away, He whispered - You cannot proceed ahead. No...no this can't be real, Angel, you can't turn me away, Let me talk to God, Maybe he'll let me stay. He led me to the gate, Allah came to me, He did not let me in but said, Beloved what is your need? Allah, I cried, please, Don't cast me away from you, Tears ran down his face as he said, You knew what you needed to do. Lord, please I'm young, I never thought I would die, I thought I'd have plenty of time, Death caught me by surprise. Lord, I went to mosque, Please Allah, I believe, He said you would not accept me, My love you would not receive. Lord, there were too many hypocrites, they weren't being true, He took a step back and asked, What does that have to do with you? Lord, my family claimed to be saved, They weren't real, you know He said, I died for you, Now I have to go. I fell to my knees crying to him, Lord, I planned to be real tomorrow, I couldn't make Him understand, I had never felt such sorrow. Then it hit me hard, I said, Lord, where will I go? He looked into my eyes and said, My child you already know. Please Allah, I begged, The place is so hot, It seemed to trouble and grieve him, He whispered, DEPART FROM ME, I KNOW YOU NOT. Lord, you're supposed to be love, How can you send me to damnation? He replied, with your mouth you said you loved me, But each day you rejected my salvation. With that in an instant, Day turned into night, I never knew such torture could be, Now too late, I know the Quran is right. If I can tell you anything, Hell has no age, It is a place of torture, Separated from God and full of rage. You know, I thought it was funny - a joke, But this one thing is true, If you never accept Allah HELL IS WAITING FOR YOU! So please, ask Him into your heart, Please show this to everyone you care about (which should be everybody) IF SOMEONE HAD A GUN HELD IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE, AND ASKED YOU IF U BELIEVED IN GOD WHAT WOULD YOU DO? SAY NO AND FEEL ASHAMED THE REST OF YOUR LIFE? OR SAY YES, I DO, AND DIE STANDING UP FOR GOD? IF YOU'D SAY NO, THEN DELETE THIS. IF YOU WOULD STAND UP FOR ALLAH THEN SEND THIS TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS AND THE PERSON WHO SENT IT TO YOU. WHEREVER THEY ARE SAVED...UNSAVED...BELIEVING...OR UNBELIEVING.

don't worry mugermach - i voted for kirtan twice for you