Monday, May 26, 2008

Update on Benches Situation

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh!

As I added to Wednesday's post in an update, the benches were removed sometime Wednesday night. I waited until I could gather a certain amount of information to make this post, and I know a little bit more than I knew Thursday.

Apparently - and this is pretty much from what I've heard around, I still haven't been able to verify anything - the benches were not a move made by the committee as a whole. It seems that Devinder Singh Channa {member of the Supreme Council}, along with one other person, is responsible for the benches being put in. I won't add that name just yet, until I've confirmed it as well as I can. In the middle of the night on Wednesday, Harjot Singh Khalsa {president of the committee} went to the Guruduara Sahib, roused at least one person for sure {who lives at Guruduara Sahib and does Sevaa there}, and with his help, had the benches removed.

Bravo. Now what were Channa and ----- thinking? A lot of the youth were pretty upset and riled by this. I'm glad to see at least that much; even if some of the people in charge of 'running' the Guruduara Sahib don't seem to have much sense, at least the youth are aware of some rights and wrongs.

bhullchukmaaf
Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh!

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Beadbi at Fremont Gurughar - Benches in Darbar

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh

Around 4:15 PM today, I got a call from Bhenji to inform me of something that really shocked me.

In a surprise move - totally out of the blue, really - Fremont Gurughar Prabandhaks decided to install benches inside the Darbar Hall.

I could not believe my ears. What on earth were they thinking? Like, seriously? Were they all taking a hot air balloon ride together, and the balloon burst, and they crashed and landed on their heads or something?

So we went to Guruduara Sahib tonight, and I decided to take my camera with me {a bit of photojournalism =p}, and here are a couple of snaps:





As you can see, the benches are located at the back of the hall. I haven't heard anything directly from any committee members, so everyone's assuming they are doing this for the bajurg who have trouble sitting on the floor. Honest to God, maybe once every 8-10 months, I see someone bring a chair into Darbar to sit on, because they have trouble sitting on the floor. Installing these benches will probably invite those to sit on them who would have otherwise sat on the floor in their absence.

This is really unexpected coming from Fremont, I mean, the people in charge here {and even those not in charge} have done some dumb things in the past, but this is unacceptable. We didn't see anyone we could approach about it when were there tonight, but on Sunday we're definitely going to be having a talk with someone!

Unbelievable.

bhull chuk maaf karna Jeeo _/\_

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsaaa! Waheguru Ji Ki Fatehh!

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eDit: Update as of Thursday, 05/22/08 - the benches have been removed!

More info as it comes, I suppose? Still haven't heard anything direct from the prabandhak committee.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Oasis

My own little corner, safe, controversy free.

Why am I reading more and more things about our Panth lately that are breaking my heart?

[ediT {yes, I'm still doing that!}: above posted at 8:21 PM]

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh!

Okay. So. I was on the forums again today after I don't know how many months, and after reading through a few very heartbreaking threads, one really dumb one, and some good ones that no one really seemed to care about, I read this one and listened to some good Kirtan, then read this one, and felt pretty stupid.

When I walked into Darbar this morning, the stage was full with about 3 different Ragi jathhas and some miscellaneous Singhs, and the main Ragi was talking about how Waheguru Ji gives us everything we needs, and how he takes care of us {exactly what singhbj is talking about in that second thread}, and he also used the thuk

ਦੇਦਾ ਦੇ ਲੈਦੇਿਕ ਪਾਿਹ॥
The Great Giver keeps on giving, while those who receive grow weary of receiving.

While I listened to him emphasize this point again and again with so much josh, I felt almost as if there was an invisible hand sort of squeezing my heart. I've gotten much better about wanting things - we all do with age - but when my turn finally came to walk up and speak with Guru Ji, and bow my head to Him, my Ardas was very different from usual. I heard myself ask nothing this time, nothing at all.. It was a strange feeling, but a good one, not asking Guru Sahib to give me anything at all, or the Panth. I felt so.. free. Like I was no longer bound to all these ups and downs that we face on earth, as individuals and as a collective, a community. I mean, why do I have to ask for anything, anyway? He's taking care of me, of us all - He always has. He knows what He's doing, and doesn't need 'reminders' from me, right?

I thought about blogging about that, but had completely forgotten about it as so many upsetting events throughout the day pretty much drove it out of my head. I can't keep letting the bad overshadow the good, I just can't. So even while the day was good, {it was Sikh Women's Appreciation Day at Fremont Gurdwara Sahib - can't believe the year's rolled around to this point in time once again, as I think about what I wrote here} at the end, I find myself feeling a little weary of all the goings on.

So, in a moment of fury and desperation, pain at the sight of the haalath of our Panth, I wrote what I did above. I forgot about the good things - the people in this Panth who are not as bad as the overall haalath seems. I can't allow that to happen..

Anyway, I guess that's my point. My concern. *sigh* Need sleep. At least now I'll fall asleep happy =)

bhullchukmaaf karna Jeeo.. I'm a total moron.

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh!

p.s. I was going to change the title, but couldn't think of anything to fit the new mood of the post. meh =/

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Emote

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh

Regular blogging has resumed. I apologize profusely, a gajillion times, for neglecting my blog, and continually going back on my promises to write a new post, write a new post. In the past couple of weeks, I must have sat down to write a post at least 10 times - but nothing came. My mind swirled with a hundred different thoughts, but none of them could connect with my fingers, it seems. Life's been very. . . lively lately. I've had several major things to think a lot about recently, and I feel so burdened. It's a good change from not thinking at all, though - I feel like some of my principles and beliefs have become stronger, while others have become clearer. I've learned a bit about myself, and it's interesting to see how the events of the world around me have affected me - more interestingly, which events have affected me.

For now, though, I choose to leave you with words written by someone else. I hope they have the same impact on you as they did on me, and I'll be back soon with something for you to think about. Poverty II is also an upcoming post.


Taken from Sikh Activist Network.

How Do You Thank...

How do you thank a woman who fought for you when you were enslaved?

How do you thank a sister who watched her brother hung from the gallows when you needed a freedom fighter?

How do you thank a farmer who worked under the hot sun to grow crops, when you needed food?

How do you thank a humanitarian who gave money when you needed support?

How do you thank a wife who watched her husband go to war when you needed protection?

How do you thank a widow who raised her son as a soldier to take her husband's place?

If your India,
you thank them by raping them in the street and leaving them for dead

- Jasdeep Singh


The Third World

boring are the cries of that orphan child
they eat their lobster and steak while her hunger makes her cry for a while

so they go to sleep in their warm bed
while she sleeps in the street with sugar plumbs dancing in her head

what can she do to make her voice heard?
she's not American, British, or Canadian, she's just a faceless baby dying in the third world

no one's ever heard of Darfur, India, or Afghanistan
so no one's ever heard of the little girl with the broken hands

she used to cry at night, but what good did it do her?
men used to come and do things to her
she just obeyed that old man
telling her to be good to the tourists visiting Thailand

she learned to grow up
on water and crumbs
looking for food in brazil's slums

she had to fight the dogs,
some of them were mean
but this was her garbage dump, this is where she was queen

she even learned to avoid the gun shots in the alley
you have to watch out for grenades if you grow up Somali,

I’m sure your a bit sad, stop reading and close your eyes

you don’t want me to tell you how the little orphan girl dies
you don’t want to imagine the sound of her last cries
but don’t worry, she didn’t make a sound, nothing was heard,
she wasn’t American, British, Canadian, she was just a faceless baby who died in the third world

- Jasdeep Singh


ਬਾਗੀ (Baagi) - Rebel

ਬਾਗੀ ਨਾਮ ਸਾਡਾ,
Rebel is our name

ਬਾਗੀ ਜਾਤ ਸਾਡੀ,
Rebel is our caste

ਸਾਡਾ ਬਾਗੀਆਂ ਨਾਲ ਵੀਹਾਰ ਲੋਕੋ,
Even our business is with Rebels.

ਗੁਰੂ ਦਸ਼ਮੇਸ਼ ਬਾਗੀ,
Sri Guru Gobind Singh Ji was a Rebel

ਨਲੂਆ ਵੀਰ ਬਾਗੀ,
Hari Singh Nalwa was a Rebel

ਸਾਡਾ ਬਾਗੀ ਪੰਥ ਪਰਿਵਾਰ ਲੋਕੋ,
Our Panth is a Rebel

ਭਗਤ ਸਿੰਘ ਬਾਗੀ ਊੱਧਮ ਸਿੰਘ ਬਾਗੀ,
Bhagat Singh and Udham Singh were Rebels

ਸਾਡਾ ਬਾਗੀ ਭਿੰਡਰਾਂਵਾਲਾ ਸਰਦਾਰ ਲੋਕੋ,
Sant Bhindranwale is a Rebel

ਅਸੀਂ ਰਹੀਏ ਸਦਾ ਬਾਗੀ ਖਾਲਸਾ ਜੀ,
We will always live as rebel, Oh Khalsa!


ਹੁਣ ਬਾਗੀਆਂ ਤੋਂ ਕੰਬੂ ਸਰਕਾਰ ਲੋਕੋ....
And now, the government will tremble in fear of Rebels...

- Unknown Author

Submitted by comrades from Kaurs United

There are some more, and they're all good, but these particularly stood out to me, and made me a little emotional {surprise, surprise, right?}. You should go read the other ones, too.

Well.. For now, that's all. Can't wait until the semester's over - May 23rd approaches ever closer! =)

Fare thee well!

bhullchukmaaf
Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh!