Panjab—The Land of the Five Rivers is his Hir. Panjab flows in his veins. Panjab is his very breath. He is the son; the lover; the dervish of Panjab.
Panjab—The Land of the Five Rivers is his Hir. Panjab flows in his veins. Panjab is his very breath. He is the son; the lover; the dervish of Panjab.
Guru Arjan Sahib’s sabad teaches that true fulfillment comes from meditating on Nam, living in divine awareness, and singing praises, leading to eternal peace.
Guru Arjan Sahib’s sabad teaches that true fulfillment comes from meditating on Nam, living in divine awareness, and singing praises, leading to eternal peace.
Sheikh Farid’s sabad expresses the agony of Divine separation. When compassion dawns, longing ends, and the seeker finds the Beloved everywhere.
Sheikh Farid’s sabad expresses the agony of Divine separation. When compassion dawns, longing ends, and the seeker finds the Beloved everywhere.
Like a trusted friend, it arrives in my inbox every morning. Do I open it immediately? Sadly not … But at some point of the day, I do open it. Honestly! Cross my heart! And a-a-hh! It’s pure nourishment … truly consciousness raising.
Like a trusted friend, it arrives in my inbox every morning. Do I open it immediately? Sadly not … But at some point of the day, I do open it. Honestly! Cross my heart! And a-a-hh! It’s pure nourishment … truly consciousness raising.
I am driving my daughter to yet another Field Hockey tournament. Over the past 4+ years, we have lost track of how many matches we have played. One season rolls into the next and we put more miles on the cars.
I am driving my daughter to yet another Field Hockey tournament. Over the past 4+ years, we have lost track of how many matches we have played. One season rolls into the next and we put more miles on the cars.
Growing up, I was so scared of my father. His staunch stature, echoing voice, and busy schedule kept me distant from him. Fearful of his strictness, I never felt comfortable with him.
Growing up, I was so scared of my father. His staunch stature, echoing voice, and busy schedule kept me distant from him. Fearful of his strictness, I never felt comfortable with him.
Date: June 10th or 11th, 1984 – General Brar via his ADC (Aide de Camp) requested to meet a few of the old Sikh and Hindu families in Amritsar. Grudgingly, my parents agreed to host the dinner.
Date: June 10th or 11th, 1984 – General Brar via his ADC (Aide de Camp) requested to meet a few of the old Sikh and Hindu families in Amritsar. Grudgingly, my parents agreed to host the dinner.
Growing up in Scotland, I have been surrounded by many different people and communities. Yes! My family is Sikh. But I went to a Catholic school for 12 years.
Growing up in Scotland, I have been surrounded by many different people and communities. Yes! My family is Sikh. But I went to a Catholic school for 12 years.
From my early childhood days, I have been bombarded with stories about the bravery of Banda, the courage of Nalwa, and the glory of Ranjit Singh. As I grew older, I encountered the strategy of General Arora and the charisma of Jarnail Singh.
From my early childhood days, I have been bombarded with stories about the bravery of Banda, the courage of Nalwa, and the glory of Ranjit Singh. As I grew older, I encountered the strategy of General Arora and the charisma of Jarnail Singh.