10 Benefits of Eating Sitting on the Floor...

An interesting health article I came across...

Why you should sit 
on the floor while eating 

Author: Pavitra Sampath

In many Indian households you will find that people sit on the floor and eat their meals. While most of us have embraced the table and chair as a place to eat, there are those of us who prefer to sit in front of the TV and/or sit on the bed and eat. While this might be very comfortable, it might not necessarily be the best thing for your health. Our ancestors definitely had a plan when they made sure we sit on the floor, cross legged and ate our food. Here are 10 reasons going back to your roots is the best for your health.

1) Helps improve your digestion:
When you sit on the floor, you usually sit cross legged – an aasan known as sukhaasan or a half padmasna which are poses that help in digestion (since it is believed that when one sits in this pose in front of food it automatically signals your brain to prepare for digestion). Apart from that when you eat from a plate placed on the floor, you will have to naturally bend forward slightly and go back to your starting position to swallow. This constant back and forth movement causes the muscles of your abdomen to be activated and also leads to increased secretion of stomach acids – making it much easier for you to digest food.

2) Helps you lose weight:
Sitting on the floor and eating has significant weight loss benefits too. When you sit in this position, your brain automatically calms down and is better equipped to focusing on the food you eat. Moreover this position helps you cognate the amount of food you have eaten and helps you feel full faster. How does that work? Well, the main reason people overeat is because they do not know when they are full. This happens because the vagus nerve (the main nerve that transmits signals from the stomach to the brain) sends signals to the brain as you eat, telling it if you are satiated or not. When you sit on the floor this nerve is able to perform better and transmit signals more efficiently. Also, since this position makes you eat slower than you would while sitting on a table, it gives your stomach and brain time to cognate the signals of feeling full{2}, thereby preventing overeating and binging.

3) Makes you more flexible:
When you squat or sit in padmasana, the muscles in your lower back, pelvis, around your stomach and those of the upper and lower abdomen stretch – reducing pain and discomfort. This, in turn helps your digestive system relax and stay in a normal position. Moreover, this position does not compress your stomach in anyway helping you eat and digest better. Moreover, the regular stretching of these essential muscles also helps make you more flexible and healthy.

4) Aids in mindful eating:
When you sit on the floor and eat as a family it aids in mindful eating. Not only does it help you focus on your food, but it also helps you make better choices when you eat. Since your mind is calm and your body is ready to accept nutrition, sitting on the floor is the best way to eat the right amount and kinds of food. According to leading nutritionist, Rujuta Diwekar, eating food while concentrating on every aspect of the food – its smell, taste, texture and how much you are eating is the key to losing weight – which is what sitting on the floor and eating gives you.

5) Helps you bond with your family:
Usually the practice of sitting on the floor and eating is a family activity.  This time is great for you to bond. One of the reasons sitting on the floor is better at helping you bond is because it leads to a calm and happy mind – helping you listen more intently and peacefully.

6) Improves your posture:
Posture is very important when it comes to staying healthy. Good posture not only helps prevent injuries but it also reduces the chances of excessive strain on certain muscles and joints, which can lead to fatigue and quicker than normal wear and tear. When you sit on the floor your posture is automatically corrected, making your back straight, lengthening your spine and pushes back your shoulders – beating all the common aches and pains that come with bad posture.

7) Can make you live longer:
Sounds a bit unbelievable right? Well, it’s true, sitting on the floor and eating can actually help you live longer. A study published in the Journal European Journal of Preventive Cardiology{2} found that people who sat on the floor in padmasana and were able to get up without any support were more likely to live longer. This is because being able to get up from that position takes a considerable amount of flexibility and lower body strength. The study found that those who were not able to get up without support were at the risk of being 6.5 times more likely to die in the next six years.

8) Lubricates and keeps your knees and hip joint healthy:
According to PS Venkateshwara, author of the book Yoga for Healing {3}, padmasana and sukhasana is one pose that has health benefits for your entire body. Not only does it help your digestive system function better, but it also helps keep your joints supple, flexible and less prone to injuries and degenerative diseases like arthritis and osteoporosis. That is because the constant bending of the knees, ankles and hip joint helps keep them flexible and free of diseases. And with flexibility comes better lubrication between the joints making it much easier to sit on the floor.

9) Relaxes the mind and calms the nerves:
Sukhaasan and padmasana or the cross legged way one sits on the floor while eating has a number of benefits, and one of its most significant ones is that it calms the mind and relaxes frazzled nerves. A very handy tool, it is believed in Ayurveda that eating with a calm mind helps better digestion and in some cases has even helped people relish food better.

10) Strengthens the heart by improving circulation:
Have you ever noticed that when you eat, you tend to feel warmer and in some cases even sweat? Well, that is because when we eat our stomach needs all the energy it can use to digest food. One of digestion’s most important element is a sound blood circulation. To keep up with this process, your heart tends to work overtime to help out your digestive system. Here is where sitting on the floor and eating can help you out. When you sit on the floor your heart gets the benefits of circulation as the blood is easily pumped through the heart to all the organs needed for digestion. This is in contrast to the pattern of circulation when you sit on a dining table and chair, wherein the blood flows to the legs as they are lower than the heart. Therefore sitting on the floor and eating, affords you a healthy heart with strong muscles to help it cope with the pressures of daily life.

References:
{1} Ability to sit and rise from the floor as a predictor of all-cause mortality – http://cpr.sagepub.com/content/early/2012/12/10/2047487312471759

{2} Why eating slowly may help you feel full faster–  http://www.health.harvard.edu/blog/why-eating-slowly-may-help-you-feel-full-faster-20101019605

{3}Squatting exercises in older adults: Kinematic and kinetic comparisons — Squatting Exercises in Older Adults: Kinematic and Kinetic Comparisons – http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC3474357/

{4} Yoga for Healing by  By P. S. Venkateswaran

http://www.thehealthsite.com/diseases-conditions/why-you-should-sit-on-the-floor-while-eating/

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The Story of Kurbani Kaur (Part 2)

Continued from Part 1...

The next week they had driven a long way to reach another camp to be on time to be included among those receiving Amrit. Something profound had happened and her life had begun to change.

But she made mistakes. Right away she couldn't stop removing hair from her face. Little by little in stages she had first let her eyebrows grow in, then hairs came in under her chin. Surely there were many more than had ever been there before. Lastly she got the courage to let the hair above her lip grow. It wasn't easy. The morning after Keertan Smaagam, she had pulled out every one with her fingers. While driving home from the Rainsbayee, something had happened there as they sang the last Shabad. Something like when she took Amrit, yet still, she pulled out every hair.

She wept into the rumaalas (the draperies covering Sri Guru Granth Sahib ji), begging Guru ji to forgive her and help her have courage. She sat with her fists clenched into tight balls, sitting on her hands, while something like a cactus patch, sprouted on her face. Then she went before Guru-Roop Panj Pyaare once more and confessed her mistakes.

Still she wasn't happy, she looked so disfigured, and the bleach didn't help, instead it just made her appear more bizarre. How could she try to hide something from the world, and yet show that she was a Sikh at the same time? She felt so ugly, how could anyone love her, how could she love herself? Her best friend told her "You look good! You look like a Singhni," and that helped a little. But it wasn't anything she could talk about to any one, only Guru ji, and to Guru ji she wept copiously, wetting the rumaalas with her tears.

She made up her mind to stop with the bleach. The make-up aswell, as it just made her feel dirty and ashamed. She went to the store and tried on a bathing suit. The top looked really attractive, but her Kachhera come out from underneath the bottom part, and then she saw her face. It just didn't match. She never wore that kind of suit for bathing again. Sometimes she felt proud when she secretly noticed other ladies sitting on the stage who looked like they had bleached their facial-hair.

Then one day she had an attack of nerves and started pulling at her whiskers. Yes, that's what they were, rough and coarse whiskers. In better moments, she remembered that kittens have whiskers, and that every one loves kittens. Even, she saw a lady horse once that had long whiskers, and everyone petted her affectionately. But this day, she couldn't help herself and pulled out whisker after whisker. O there were plenty left. Just a few around the edges were missing, no one else would ever know. And they would grow back!!! No doubt about that, they had always grown back. She even went to doctor, and he told her they could only be removed surgically. They always would grow back otherwise.

Sometimes they got wet when she drank, she shuddered. Just like a man’s. But she couldn't complain because after all men had so many more, and much longer. Sometimes, every once in a while it made her feel like a smaller version of a Singh, but more often she looked at the smooth, beautiful, glowing, radiant faces of other women and wept inside with shame. When she looked in the mirror, sometimes she felt like she was looking at Guru Sahib’s face. So she could not protest, yet still she wept.

Then one day her beloved brother was in an industrial accident at work. His beard was caught in machinery, and nearly half was yanked out. He suffered, pain and shame. He sat behind Baba ji, and read from the new Siri Guru Granth Sahib, this one had just one line. She wanted to try to read it, but didn't dare. As she watched her brother’s lips moving, while he recited Gurbaani, a glow lighted him. Looking at his face with half his beard missing, suddenly she saw herself, how she looked when she pulled out half her whiskers.

All this time she had thought she was disfigured when her hair grew, yet it dawned on her consciousness now that actually all these years she had been disfiguring herself by removing her hair and painting her face. Even some other ladies in the community had followed her mistakes.

She went to her room and wept some more. She had tried so hard, and it had all ended in failure. She had taken off her tight white knits, and started wearing Salvaar Kameez over her Kachhera, wearing black to reserve her inner strength. Removing the white turban she had grown up in, in favour of a Keski (small under-turban), she tied a black one and had worn it day and night, despite many protests from the children’s father. She slept in her Kirpaan, and Kachhera, and kept all 5 of her Kakkaars (articles of faith), even during ishnaan (bathing), and had never ever removed her Karha since the first day she put it on, 20 years ago. And still she failed. She had struggled to learn her Nitnem, gotten up at 3:30am every morning for Amrit-vela, and done Naam Simran for at least an hour, for the past year or two. She carefully never ate outside and did all her cooking in her own utensils, yet still she failed miserably.

She failed because she hadn't understood. But now she did understand, and she firmed her resolve never to make foolish mistakes again.

Vaisakhi day came and she went alone to the Guru-Roop Panj Pyaare weeping. They would not allow her without the children's father. She wept harder, "He is fed up with me." She wept so piteously that they accepted her but with restrictions until the children's father came also before Panj Pyaare. She was so grateful. They gave her some instructions to recite Baani (prayers) and told her "Do not touch your face, it is poison."

She wore the Kesri Keski (saffron colour small turban) that she received in the Amrit Sanchaar for nearly a year after, day and night as her Chunni (scarf) and touched her face only with the Kesri Kapraa (cloth) covering her hands between it and face until her hands could be trusted to touch with love rather than remorse.

The children's father had been completely fed up with her and had threatened her security. But she knew that just as she had struggled with change; he also was going through incredible adjustments. Of course that didn't really make it any easier to deal with the flares of anger, but it drove her closer to Guru Sahib, her shelter, her honour, as she frequently wet the rumaalas flooding them with her tears.

Something had happened, she changed. Everybody said so. It was true. She had changed. Now she was a Singhni for real. Maybe she wasn't beautiful, or perhaps she didn't even know what beauty was. Her daughter always told her she was beautiful, but that was just love wasn't it? She knew now though that she was loved. Loved by Guru Sahib, and loved by Saadh Sangat (the Company of the Holy). She knew “Waahe” (amazement and awe) too... because inside she had “Guroo” (the Light, which dispels Darkness)... WaaheGuroo WaaheGuroo WaaheGuroo WaaheGuroo WaaheGuroo WaaheGuroo... Because rather then being apart from, she now was a part of ~ ONE body of Khalsa ~ ONE Waheguru ~

Bibi Sukhmandir Kaur Khalsa

gur kae charan kaes sang jhaarae ||1|| 
"With my hair, I dust the feet of the Guru. ||1||"
Guru Arjan Dev Ji, Ang 387

kaes sang daas pag jhaaro ihai manorath mor ||1|| 
"With my hair, I wash the feet of Your slave; this is my life's purpose. ||1||"
Guru Arjan Dev Ji, Ang 500

kaesaa kaa kar chavar dtulaavaa charan dhoorr mukh laa-ee ||1|| rehaao || 
"I make my hair into a fan, and wave it over them; I apply the dust of their feet to my face. ||1||Pause||"
Guru Arjan Dev Ji, Ang 749

rom rom raviaa har naam ||
"The Lord's Name permeates each and every hair of mine."
Guru Arjan Dev Ji, Ang 1144

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Thank you to Bibi Sukhmandir Kaur Khalsa for writing such an inspirational article.

The Story of Kurbani Kaur (Part 1)

Re-posting a moving article which I came across some years ago on Discover Sikhi Forum:

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Author: Bibi Sukhmandir Kaur Khalsa
www.sikhism.about.com

Kurbani kaur peered into the mirror, a tear slid down her cheek, smudging the make-up a bit in the corner of her eye. Another threatened to follow. She blinked it back and swallowed hard. She mixed up a little more of the bleaching powder into the bleaching creme, 'extra strength for dark or heavy hair' it read on the package.

It burned as she applied it over her lip and just under her chin. She fought the urge to pick up the tweezers and shape her brows. She felt like she was turning into some sort of hideous monster.

Carefully she walked to the edge of her bed, and picked up the translation of Anand Sahib... She had a 10-15 minute wait for the bleach to do it's work.

ਅਨੰਦੁ ਭਇਆ ਮੇਰੀ ਮਾਏ ਸਤਿਗੁਰੂ ਮੈ ਪਾਇਆ ॥
anand bhe-eiaa meree maa-e satguroo mai paa-i-aa
I am in ecstasy o my mother, for i have found my True Guru.

ਸਤਿਗੁਰੁ ਤ ਪਾਇਆ ਸਹਜ ਸੇਤੀ ਮਨਿ ਵਜੀਆ ਵਾਧਾਈਆ ॥
satgur ta paa-i-aa sahj saytee man vajee-aa vaaDhaa-ee-aa.
I have found the True Guru with such natural ease, and my mind resound with the Music of Divine bliss.
ਰਾਗ ਰਤਨ ਪਰਵਾਰ ਪਰੀਆ ਸਬਦ ਗਾਵਣ ਆਈਆ ॥
raag ratan parvaar paree-aa shabad gaavan aa-ee-aa.
The jeweled melodies and celestial harmonies have come to sing the Shabad, the Word of God.
ਸਬਦੋ ਤ ਗਾਵਹੁ ਹਰੀ ਕੇਰਾ ਮਨਿ ਜਿਨੀ ਵਸਾਇਆ ॥
shabdo ta gaavhu haree keraa man jinee vasaa-i-aa.
The Lord dwells within the minds of those who sing the Shabad.

ਕਹੈ ਨਾਨਕੁ ਅਨੰਦੁ ਹੋਆ ਸਤਿਗੁਰੂ ਮੈ ਪਾਇਆ ॥੧॥
kehai naanak anand ho-aa satguroo mai paa-i-aa. ||1||
Says Nanak, I am in bliss, for I have found my True Guru. ||1|| (Ang 917)

She fell back on the bed in transports of ecstatic bliss, was there anything more beautiful. She lay there for many minutes washed in waves of inner dimension, until she heard the alarm on her watch sound. It brought her back to the present.

As she washed the bleach away, a pale, light, burned stubble remained. It felt sharp and dry and looked unnatural against the dark of her brows and hair. She sighed deeply.

It had taken so many years for her to be able to find the courage to receive Amrit. When ever she would hear that Amrit was to be given, she would head away from the camp, or Gurdwara.

She didn't want to make a commitment she couldn't keep. Still she tied a white turban, when ever she went to the Gurdwara dressed in her tight white knit dresses and leggings. One day as she told herself how devoted she was to Guru and how much love she had, a voice replied, "Yes devoted, but not enough to take Amrit, or learn to read Nitnem (daily prayers), or get up early in the morning for saaDhna."
Finally, a Singh asked her point blank at camp one night while she was tucking in her sons. Have you been initiated? When she said "No", it was as though no one would believe her. When she returned home, she went to her Siri Guru Granth Sahib, English, Romanization and Gurmukhi all in one. She wept and agonized. Should she take Amrit. Was she worthy? Could she keep the commitments? At the next camp, a Singh came to her and asked if her younger son could take Amrit, the older son asked if he could too. She asked a lot of questions about the commitments.

She was given a set of Kachhere (specially tailored undergarments, which is one of the five articles of faith) and told to take a bath and wash her hair. She put on the Kachhera. It felt so strange, she was overwhelmed. She felt like weeping, she lay down on her bedroll, and closed her eyes and went to sleep. She wasn't ready; the children’s father came late from work. During the ceremony, while they were waiting sitting on the stage with other campers singing Keertan, the youngest came running out from a trip to the bathroom, his face was wet and his eyes glowing. "They put water in my eyes," he whispered excitedly. And then ran back to where the others were taking Amrit.


To be continued...

Sikh Activist Network 1984 Sketch

Very well made and an effective message.

Contact information for Bir Khalsa Gatka...

 

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Why is doing Naam Simran important?

A wonderful seminar talk by Bhai Kulwant Singh jee (Ludhiana) about the importance of Naam Simran and Jaap.  This is the first complete talk of Bhai Sahib I have fully heard and it was amazing. Bhai Sahib speaks in simple and easy to understand Panjabi and how he comes across is very calm and thought provoking.  I would recommend everyone listens to it. Some great points made by Bhai Sahib.

 

 

Dhan Hai Guru! Dhan Hai Teree Sikhee!

A nice encounter at Adelaide Airport...

During the recent trip to Australia, I was at Adelaide Airport, returning back to Melbourne. I went through the security gate and a Panjabi guy who works as a security officer very briefly searched me as part of the procedure. He was very friendly and spoke to me in Panjabi. I asked him how long he's been working there etc. 

There was a lady at the end of the security area who was doing swab tests (I think it is a test for explosives and drugs). She smiled and pulled me across and pointing at the Khanda on my Dastaar said, "Can you kindly tell me what your badge is. I have not not seen it before." I explained, "I am a Sikh. It is the emblem of the Sikh religion." She asked me to walk around and stand next to the desk where she was standing and decided to take a swab of my bag. It felt as if she wanted an excuse for me to stop so she could ask me more questions.

She continued, "So you are a Sikh, as supposed to a Panjabi." I got the feeling that she identifies the word 'Sikh' to a Gursikh and identifies those from Sikh heritage but with cut hair etc are 'Panjabis'. This was quite impressive as most often you have non-Sikhs confused that why some 'Sikhs' keep their hair and wear Dastaars, whilst others cut their hair, or why some 'Sikhs' drink alcohol etc. Similarly, last month an elderly white gentleman who visits prisons asked me, "How many Sikhs are there in this prison?" I replied, "Around twenty." He looked shocked and confused and said, "I have visited and walked around the prison and not seen that many Sikhs. I have only seen one Sikh!... Where are the twenty Sikhs?" I replied, "Sorry, there is only one turbaned Sikh man who has a flowing beard." He then interrupted me and said, "So there are not twenty Sikhs in this prison. There is one Sikh in the prison and there are nineteen people who 'cultural Sikhs' but not actually Sikhs." I said, "Yes they are of Sikh heritage." He smiled and said, "Thought so." Vaheguru. It was quite embarrassing and was a lesson for me how to explain things in the future to someone.

She then asked, "What does the emblem symbolise?... It looks very beautiful." I explained, "The double-edged sword in the middle symbolises that there is one God, the Creator. If there is one God, we are all his children. We believe that the spark of God is within all creation and therefore it is important to treat all humans with dignity and respect." She smiled and said, "You are right. That's what I believe." I continued, "The circle in the middle (the chakkar), symbolises that God is eternal, timeless, and never-ending, and therefore we should connect to Him. The two swords on each side represent that we have responsibility and duty to struggle within us with lust, anger, greed, attachment and ego and how we should strive to struggle and conquer our mind. The other sword, represents the outer struggle for defending humanity and social justice... As Sikhs we are Saint-Warriors. We have been given a mission by God to serve humanity and live a life of higher consciousness." 

Hearing this lady said, "I really like your religion. I love learning about different cultures and people. All the Sikhs I have ever met are so lovely people. You are very peaceful and nice. I glad we met." In mind I thought it would have been good if I had one of the Basics of Sikhi leaflets with the three facts and given it to her to read. 

She was a fairly old lady and she smiled and said, "Do you mind if I shake your hand? Is that allowed in your religion?" I said, "Yes, it's okay. In our religion we treat all other women as our sisters and mothers. You are shaking my hand as my sister." She got really happy hearing this and shook my hand and said good bye to me. 

It was a really nice experience. I generally found Australia people to be very friendly and open-minded. They seem to have a very good impression of Sikhs, which was really good to see and experience. 

 

Dhan Hai Guru! Dhan Hai Teree Sikhee!

Melbourne Vaisakhi Smaagam 2014...

This year I was blessed and fortunate enough to attend Melbourne Vaisakhi Smaagam in Australia. The Smaagam was definitely memorable and full of Guru Sahib's kirpaa. The Smaagam was well attended by both Amritdhari and non-Amritdhari Sangat. It was great to see that people from all different backgrounds enjoyed the Smaagam and felt pyaar in the Sangat. The Smaagam began on Thursday 17th April and ended on Monday 21st April. 

 

The day would begin at 3.30am with Naam Abhiaas and Nitnem, followed by Aasa Ki Vaar keertan. Then after breakfast break a camp was held. In the camp there were discussions and talks for adults and elder children. The topics touched upon were the different historical occasions and events that take place in the month of Vaisaakh, Amrit and the Shaheeds of 1978. For the younger children a special class/creche was organised. 

On Saturday, Bhai Amolak Singh jee from Sydney shared his first hand account of the 1978 Amritsar Massacre and the jeevan of Shaheed Bhai Fauja Singh jee, which was very mind blowing and inspiring. At 3pm there was Sukhmani Sahib jaap and from 4.30pm to 5.30pm there was one hour Simran on the Vaaja. At 5.30pm Sodar Rehraas was recited, followed by the evening Keertan Darbaar.

On Saturday night the Gurdwara Sahib organised fireworks display for the young children and Sangat in the car park. Although it can be seen as a waste of money, the positive thing is that neighbours and non-Sikhs in the neighbourhood become curious of what is being celebrated and also children get happy. On Sunday after Aasa Ki Vaar, a special Nagar Keertan was organised. I have been to many Nagar Keertans but this Nagar Keertan was really special. The Nagar Keertan was very short, and was just walking around the Gurdwara Sahib building outside. However, the whole atmosphere was just amazing. The Sangat was so well composed and focused, unlike normal Nagar Keertans were it feels more like a carnival or mela and a question of crowd control. The Keertan was mind blowing and then when the Nishaan Sahib seva  was being done, it was just amazing. Giani Gurdev Singh jee and Singhs sat down and down such josh wala (high spirited) Keertan that all the Sangat I spoke to afterwards, including non-Amritdharis, felt moved and touched.

 

 

On Sunday early afternoon a special class was held for the younger children and they were given prizes. I was so impressed by the children. They were so well behaved and one child, who looked barely 4 years old, recited Basant Kee Vaar from memory. Vaheguru. After the children's class, a special class took place in the main Darbar Sahib. It was a 2 and a half hours session on testimonies of faith. Sangat were invited to come to the front and on the microphone share their personal story of either how their life has changed for the good since taking Amrit, or how reading Gurbani has helped them, or how they wish to take Amrit and seek blessings from the Sangat for their journey. The whole session was just amazing. Sadly, no one was there to record it! The testimonies of faith were just so inspiring. It was great to hear Amritdharis, non-Amritdharis and even a Veer jee who had cut hair, shared how Gurbani, Saadh Sangat, Simran etc have improved their lives. With Guru Sahib's kirpaa the session was so well attended and as a result of it, several ladies decided to start wearing Keski. One lady removed her nose ring, earrings and gold and put it her bag and asked for a Keski to be tied on her. She asked a question in the session that what should one do if they want to take Amrit but their husband doesn't want to. The power of Saadh Sangat and the blessings you get from Saadh Sangat - as soon as the lady got up and walked outside Darbaar Sahib, she rang her husband to tell him she is at the Gurdwara Sahib. Her husband said, "I have been thinking, what if we both take Amrit." She came to me straight away and said how amazing Guru jee and the power of Saadh Sangat is that her husband just rang and said he wants to take Amrit. So much kirpaa.  About 30 or so people took Amrit. Vaheguru!

 

Sunday night was the Rainsbaaee Keertan till 4am. I always love seeing the Panj Pyaare and those who have newly joined the Khalsa walk into the Darbaar Sahib and the Sangat stands to greet them. The Panj Pyaare then did Keertan. One thing I noticed at the Melbourne Smaagam is that both very young children and teenagers actually sit in Darbaar Sahib and listen to the Keertan. Children didn't seem to waste their time. They seemed to have an excitement and hunger for Keertan, which was really inspiring to see.

 

 

 

Photos taken from GSK Fotos.


Dhan Hai Guru! Dhan Hai Teree Sikhee!

"You're a Singh!..."

 

I was walking out of the local shopping centre and I noticed a guy walking towards my direction and looking at me as if he knew me. I struggled to recognise the person and couldn't identify him as anyone I knew. But I realised the guy kept looking at my direction as if he knew me and had a huge smile and an expression on his face like he was astonished.

I smiled back to be friendly. He stopped me and said, "You're a Singh!..." His face was like he was in awe and wonder. Usually you would expect a non-Sikh community that people may look at someone wearing Gurmukhi dress and feel

He a real kushee (happiness) in seeing Sikhi Saroop (Sikh appearance). I replied, "Yes I am a Singh." I was surprised he knew about Singhs because I come from a small town where there hardly any Sikhs and unless someone has been contact with a Sikh, they don't really know of Sikhs. I asked him, "How do you know about Singhs?" With a huge smile he said, "I have met Singhs in Manchester. My friend's friends are Singhs." He seemed speechless after that. It was very humbling to see a non-Sikh by so amazed and thankful to see a Sikh. Just makes you think how amazing our Sikhi Saroop that Guru Gobind Singh jee has blessed us with.

Dhan Hai Guru! Dhan Hai Teree Sikhee!

A Vaisakhi message to share with non-Sikhs...

I always think that Gurpurbs are a wonderful opportunity to share about Sikhi and who we are with the people we work with and the wider community. Below is a short write about Vaisakhi that I shared at work. I found some nice things written on the Internet but nothing that totally satisfied me. So, I took some of the nice things from various articles, added some other things, and put it together. Most people don't want to read too much and are not interested in knowing the full detail, so it is an attempt to give a very brief perspective on what Vaisakhi is about and the key message of Vaisakhi. Please feel free to copy and use or adapt for schools, universities, workplace or local mainstream media. Happy Vaisakhi to everyone!

Happy Vaisaakhi  to everyone! 

Vaisaakh is the second month in the Sikh Calendar. This month coincides with April and May in the Gregorian or Julian calendar that are used in the West.  Vaisaakhi, one of the high holidays on the Sikh calendar, takes place on the first of the lunar month of Vaisaakh, which falls usually 13th or 14th April each year. This year it falls on Monday 14th April, however celebrations take place throughout the whole month.  

What is the Sikh festival of Vaisaakhi all about? 

 Historically a harvest festival in Panjab (northern India), Vaisaakhi also marks the day that in 1699, the “Khalsa” movement - a collective body of initiated Sikhs who dedicate their lives to the service of humanity - was inaugurated by the Tenth Guru of the Sikhs, Guru Gobind Singh Ji. 

The inauguration of the Khalsa was a pivotal event in Sikh history which gave the Sikh faith its final form.  The Khalsa are those Sikhs who have accepted the Sikh initiation or “khande kee paahul” and commit to live to their lives in the service of God and his creation through seva (selfless community work), simran (meditation and prayer), and living a life of higher consciousness that promotes inner happiness, good health and holiness.    

Initiated Sikhs take on a common name, “Singh” (meaning ‘lion’) for men and “Kaur” (meaning “Princess”) for women. Initiated Sikhs also commit to the maintaining a distinct identity and the five Sikh articles of faith or “kakkaars”. 

On the Vaisaakhi of 1699, Guru Gobind Singh Ji formalized the call to all Sikhs to stand up against injustice, caste discrimination, sexism and oppression. Throughout the Khalsa, has helped the down trodden and fought against injustices, not only against Sikhs but other faiths and communities. 

Although Sikhs are a minority in India, making up less than 2% of the total population, the Sikhs formed a sizeable portion of the Indian Voluntary Army that volunteered to fight, defend and sacrifice their lives for Europe and Britain’s freedom during both World Wars. Approximately quarter of a million Sikh men fought and died in these Wars, which illustrates the Khalsa’s philosophy and ethos. In this tradition, Vaisaakhi celebrations are an opportunity for Sikhs to revitalize their commitment to break down prejudice and hostility, and to join with others to work collaboratively towards healthier local and global communities. 

Vaisaakhi celebrations are more than a celebration of the Khalsa movement; it is also celebration of community, friendship and generosity. Vaisaakhi celebrations include: large colourful processions in cities with large Sikh populations; display of Gatka (Sikh martial arts); setting up Langars (The Guru’s Holy Kitchens) inside and outside of Gurdwaras, which offer free vegetarian meals to the whole community irrespective of religion, colour or gender; and Keertan, sessions dedicated to singing joyful hymns from the Guru’s Holy Writings.

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A modern day 'Sarwan Put'...

Bhai Gurdaas Ji mentions a person named 'Sarwan' as a role model for being a son and serving one's parents.

ਹੋਵੈ ਸਰਵਣ ਵਿਰਲਾ ਕੋਈ ||੧੧||

"Rare is any obedient son like Sarwan of mythology who was most obedient to his blind parents.(11)"
(Bhai Gurdaas Jee: Vaar 37, Pauri 11)

In ancient India, there once lived a sage named Shantunu and his wife. Both were very old and blind. The couple had a young son named Sarwan. Sarwan had devoted his life to serving his blind parents. He took care of each and every wish of his parents. Sarwan's whole life centred around serving his parents.  Once his parents said to him, "Son, we are old and do not have much time to live. Before we die we wish to go on a pilgrimage to Bharat's holy places." Sarwan agreed at once to fulfill their wish. He made a kavad, a special carrier, for his parents. He carried the kavad on his shoulder and they left on the pilgrimage. Sarwan was so devoted to his parents that he did not feel their weight.

A few months later, they reached the outskirts of Ayodhya.  Sarwan's parents were very thirsty. He went to the nearby river to get some water for his parents who he had left behind at a spot. As he went to get the water, King Dashrath, who had gone hunting for a deer in the forest, mistakenly fired at Sarwan thinking it was deer. When he cried out, the King came and asked for forgiveness. However, Sarwan was more concerned about his parents than his injuries. "My old parents, are very thirsty. Please take this water to them and quench their thirst." After saying this he died. Dashrath took the water to the blind couple. He told them about his mistake and about their dear son's accidental death. The parents were very sad to hear this and wished to be taken to Sarwan. Dashrath carried the kavad and took them to the body. The old couple grieved at their son's death. Dashrath bowed at their feet and begged for forgiveness.  Sarwan's Father said, "King, we do not want to curse you, as the power to curse is only in God's hands. But we can see your future. As we shall die shortly longing for our son, you too shall die longing for your son." Soon they died, longing for their dear son. Dashrath, too died, longing for his son Ram Chandar when he went to exile.

In Panjabi folklore and across India, a good son is called "Sarwan Putt". As Sarwan stood for sincere service, duty and devotion to his parents.     

Recently in the news I came across a modern example of a "Sarwan Putt" which was very humbling and moving to read about. Please read below:

Loving son takes his paralysed dad to Chinese university and rigs up special bed so he can stay the full term

• Father is paralysed, mother is mentally disabled from battle with meningitis
• Took care of his mother for most of his life, but still got into top university
• Guo Shijun manages to take care of his father full time and earn top marks
• He has since earned a scholarship to help him pay for school and care

By Luke Garratt

Published: 17:30, 21 January 2014 | Updated: 17:32, 21 January 2014

Most people could forgive Guo Shijun if he gave up on his dream of a university education: because of his full time commitments to caring for his paralysed father and sick mother, he is spread incredibly thin.

Most people would forgive him, but it is possible Shijun wouldn't forgive himself, as instead of giving up his studies, he persuaded university officials to let his father to stay in his dorm for the full term, after he was paralysed in a building accident.

Shijun still managed to get a place at a top university, and, impressed with his dedication in the face of insurmountable odds, they let him bring his father to university with him to lighten his load.

Chinese student Guo Shijun (right) prepares a meal for his father in his dorm while his father (left), who is paralysed from the waist down, rests in the specially installed bed

Guo Shijun takes a picture with his father. For most of his life he has been a young carer, and his workload only doubled when his father became disabled

Shijun, now 20, came from a poor family and had a tough childhood, as his mother was left mentally disabled when he was younger following a battle with meningitis. She was cared for during his formative years by him and his father, and despite this responsibility, he still managed to get top grades at school.

His already tough workload got worse when his father was injured after falling 15 meters off of a bridge he was working on in the city of Liuan in the Anhui province in the centre of China, becoming paralysed from the waist down.

Shijun's grandparents took over care duties for his mother, but they couldn't look after his father as well, so he rented a small room near his university dormitory and moved his father in, so that he didn't have to keep rushing to check up on him between lessons and during lunch. 

Despite insurmountable odds, Guo Shijun has managed to earn top marks at university, and a scholarship for his good grades

Guo Shijun installed his father in his dorm room so that he wouldn't have to go far to check on him between lectures

To keep up his studies he paid for university by borrowing money from friends and relatives until he finished. These costs, amount to £2000 a year for tuition alone, not accounting for food, bills and the cost of care for his parents.


However, despite the huge handicap to his studies, he managed to earn a scholarship to help him on his way.

Talking about his experiences, Shijun said: 'I can't say life is easy but the only way out of the problem is through hard work so I'm not complaining.
'I think once I graduate things will get much better.'

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2543442/Loving-son-takes-paralysed-dad-Chinese-university-rigs-special-bed-stay-term.html#ixzz2y2hpF2lJ

"Sikhs are lovely people..."

"Sikhs are lovely people...." How many times have you heard someone at work or you meet say this. It really makes me think how blessed we are to be Sikhs and how amazing Guru jee and Sikhi are. 

This week I had a Christian priest I work with me say, "Thank you for everything and being here." I asked, "Are you thanking God?" He replied, "No- I am talking to you." The conversation turned and he said, "Sikhs are lovely people." "All the Sikh people here (referring to work) are just lovely and peaceful people. They vibrate peace and tranquility and just get on with life..." I tried to turn the conversation in to saying people of all faiths are nice etc. However, the Christian priest said, "...No. Sikhs in particular have a wonderful vibration, feel, and they don't clash with anyone and get along with everyone. Sikhs have a wonderful presence about them..." 

Soon, after this conversation, another elderly Christian who came to visit us and I started talking. He said he was a retired Headteacher from a school in West Midlands. I said, "Did you have many Sikh students?" The man's face lit up and said, "Yes. Many. I must say I loved having Sikh children at my school. They were just wonderful. Sikhs are wonderful people. They have such a good work ethic and work with the school rather than working against us. They support their children and always want the best and are helpful to the school. I think Sikhs are wonderful.... I really mean that." 

It's amazing, how the world generally perceives Sikhs as a whole. It reminds me of another story when I first started my part time job whilst studying my Masters - but I will save that for another time. 

I went back to my Sikhi class and told the group about the compliments from the Christian priest and Christian volunteer and we reflected on how we such a huge responsibility when we represent Sikhi either in appearance, name, or association. As Sikhs we have such great expectations of behaviour to strive to keep and do our best to always give a positive impression which reflects the message of Guru Nanak Dev jee. We are not perfect and are 'bhulanhaar', but we can only daily pray that Guru jee gives us strength to strive to live the life he wants and shine Sikhi through our lives that the world feels the warmth, beauty and peace of Sikhi.

Dhan Hai Guru! Dhan Hai Teree Sikhee!

Gursikh Marquee Hire Business...

COMMUNITY NOTICE: Please support this Gursikh business...

Modern Akhand Paatths...

A video of Rode Walian Kavishri Jatha singing about the reality of modern Akhand Paatths and the respect shown towards Sri Guru Granth Sahib jee...

Humbling photo...

The Panjab Police are known for being notorious, heartless and corrupt. However, it was humbling to see a photograph of a Sikh police officer sweeping the floor of Sri Harmandir Sahib, Amritsar. We can only hope and pray that one day all of Panjab Police's officers would be like this man. Vaheguru.

UK Vaisakhi Smaagam details...

Annual International Akhand Keertan Smaagam

14th to 20th April 2014

Commemorating Vaisakhi and Amritsar 1978 Shaheedi Saka

at Singh Sabha Gurdwara Derby DE23 8NT

Akhand Keertani jathe from all over the world and panthic katha-kaar Bhai Pinderpal Singh jee will be attending. UK's largest Rainasbaaee Keertan will be on Sunday 20th April and Amrit Sanchaar on 19th April. Visit www.akj.org for further details.

 

Speaking the Truth: Booze and Smoking...

ਬੋਲੀਐ ਸਚੁ ਧਰਮੁ ਝੂਠੁ ਨ ਬੋਲੀਐ || 

boleeai sach dharam jhooth na boleeai. 

"Speak the Truth, in righteousness, and do not speak falsehood." 

(Ang 488)

 

Listen to full Divaan here.  


Dhan Hai Guru! Dhan Hai Teree Sikhee!

New painting of Sant Jee installed at Smethwick Gurdwara...

Yesterday on the way to work I visited Guru Nanak Gurdwara Smethwick and was pleasantly surprised to see a lovely painting of Baba Jarnail Singh jee Bhindranwale in the foyer near the Langar hall. Giani jee told me that the painting was especially commissioned by the Gurdwara Sahib management to mark the 30 years anniversary of the June 1984 holocaust. A gora painted the picture, and has done a great job. It would be great to see more Gurdwaras to get artwork showing Shaheeds and Sikh history made by artists. Hopefully people passing by the Langar, young and old, will be reminded of the great sacrifices our Shaheeds have made for us and how their Shaheedi woke the Panth and inspired a new generation of Sikhs to live in the footsteps of the Great Gurus.

Dhan Hai Guru, Dhan Hai Teree Sikhee!

ਸਾਕਾ ਸ੍ਰੀ ਨਨਕਾਣਾ ਸਾਹਿਬ । Sri Nankana Sahib Massacre

20th February marks the day of the Sri Nankana Sahib Massacre, in which 150 Singhs became Shaheed when peacefully protesting and trying to take control of the shrine. Many Singhs and Singhnian have given their lives for our Gurdwaras. May we always remember their sacrifices and in their memory always be conscious and ready to serve our Gurdwaras. Shaheedaa Nu Lakh Lakh Parnaam.

A GLIMPSE AT SAKA NANKANA SAHIB

Management of Gurdwaras

After 1708, whilst the Khalsa were trying to survive holocausts and genocidal campaigns by escaping to the jungles and deserts, Udaasi Saadhs (holy men), who were sympathizers of the Sikhs, took charge of the management of the Sikh Gurdwaras and shrines. In the late 18th century, the Khalsa gained political strength and made memorials at historical shrines linked to the Gurus. These caretakers of the Gurdwaras, who were non-Sikhs, were known as Mahants (caretakers). Then soon came the Raaj of Raja Ranjit Singh. Although the Khalsa had returned to the cities and villages, the majority of Gurdwaras remained under the control of the Mahants. During Raja Ranjit Singh's Raaj, the Mahants were given property rights and estates (Jageers). As a consequence, the non-Sikh Mahants become more powerful and began to treat and accept the Gurdwaras as their personal property and later came to not only distort Sikh practices and traditions of the Gurdwaras but also commit acts of sacrilege and disrespect. In 1849, the British come into power and employed their own Sarbrahs (managers) at major Sikh shrines like Tarn Taran and Amritsar. The British knew that if Sikhs came to control their Gurdwaras they would be able to control the large amounts of money that the Gurdwara land generated and from donations. Furthermore, the Gurdwaras would allow Sikhs to empower the masses with knowledge and spirit which could cause a revolution and threaten the rulers.

The Misdeeds of Sri Nankana Sahib's Mahant

Mahant Narain Daas was in control of Sri Nankana Sahib, the birthplace of Guru Nanak Dev jee. He was linked with the British authorities. The two Mahants before him died of sexually transmitted diseases due to their immoral lifestyle they practiced whilst managing the shrine. The British warned Mahant Narain Daas that he should behave and not end up like his previous predecessors. In 1917-18, Sri Nankana Sahib had 18,750 acres (750 marabbe) of land which generated 1 Lakh rupees revenue, (approximately £1,000), which back in those days was worth lots more. The donations of the Gurdwara Sahib was extra income. In 1917, the Mahant arranged for prostitutes to dance in front of the Gurdwara Sahib. In 1918, a retired Sindhi ACC Officer visited the Gurdwara with his 13-year-old daughter. The young girl was raped by the Mahant's men. Then in 1918 during Puranmaashi (full moon), 6 women from Lyallpur (village Jaranwal) were raped in the Gurdwara by the thugs of the Mahant.

The Sikh Sangat's response

In October 1920, the Sikhs asked the Mahant to mend his corrupt ways. The Mahant refused to give the Gurdwara to the newly formed Shrimoni Gurdwara Prabandhak Committee (SGPC), a Sikh run committee for the management of Sikh shrines and Gurdwaras.  A Sanatan Sikh Group was formed by the anti-Sikh Mahants with the support of the British authorities, who planned a conference in Lahore for 20th February 1921. The Sikhs thought this was the perfect time to take over Sri Nankana Sahib. Whilst the Mahant attends the Lahore conference, the Sikh leaders (Bhai Kartar Singh Jhabbar, Bhai Lachhman Singh Dharowal, Bhai Mehtab Singh, and Bhai Lehna Singh, etc) planned to peacefully go to Sri Nankana Sahib and take over. However, the Mahant got hold of the news before he even reached Lahore. The British Commissioner of Lahore, Mr. King, helped the Mahant to prepare to kill the Sikhs who planned to come to Sri Nankana Sahib on 20th February. The Mahant was supplied with arms and ammunition. He collected the guns from Lahore, reinforced the Gurdwara gate, and made holes in the walls for firing bullets. He brought and stored 14 tins of flammable paraffin.

Shaheedi Jathas

Sikhs gathered in small groups ready to die and embrace martyrdom for freeing Sri Nankana Sahib from the clutches of the evil Mahant. These groups were Shaheedi Jathas. 150 Singhs got together to go as part of the Shaheedi Jatha. It was decided that all women and children who came to join should go back. Bhai Lachhman Singh's wife was made to turn back and Bibi Inder Kaur was given 18 rupees and told to use the money for arranging the Akhand Paaths for the funerals of Singhs who become Shaheed (martyred). One member of the Sangat was Bhai Kehar Singh who was accompanied by his 9-year-old son, Darbara Singh. From the age of 7, young Darbara Singh would ask his mother whether he can become a Shaheed after his mother told him stories of amazing sacrifices of our Gurus, their brave children, and the Singhs and Singhnian throughout history. His mother would say, "Shaheedi is expensive. You have to earn to get Shaheedi." The innocent child took this to heart and would collect money, hoping one day he would get enough to become shaheed. When the women and children were asked to leave the Jatha, the young Darbara Singh refused to leave and grabbed hold of his father's leg. Seeing his determination, the elders decided to allow him to come. 

The Massacre

On 19th February, the Singhs find out that the Mahant had cancelled his trip to the conference and was coming back to Sri Nankana Sahib, had gathered thugs and gangsters, and received help from the British. Evidence of the British's involvement in providing arms and ammunition to the Mahant to kill the Sikhs is found in a letter written on 18th December 1920 by the Commissioner of Lahore, Mr. King, to the arms dealer, which today is kept in India House in London. The Sikh Sangat arrived in the early hours of 20th February 1921. They entered the Gurdwara, sat in the inner sanctum, Darbaar Sahib, and then performed the morning Keertan of Aasa Ki Vaar. After Aasa Ki Vaar was completed, the Sangat began to chant Vaheguru. The Mahant gathered his thugs and gangsters and using holes made in the walls, began firing bullets at the Sangat. Singhs became Shaheed and Sri Guru Granth Sahib jee was stained with blood (which is today preserved at Sri Amritsar). Once the Sangat had become wounded or killed, the Mahant entered the Darbaar with his men and began hacking Singhs into pieces using saws and blades. Oil was put on top of the dead bodies burnt in the presence of Sri Guru Granth Sahib jee. Bhai Kehar Singh locked his son, Darbara Singh, in a cupboard in the main Darbaar. Hearing all of this, young Darbara Singh, screamed from the cupboard, "Let me out, I want to become Shaheed... I want to become Shaheed!" The thugs broke open the cupboard lock and found the 9-year-old child. Darbara Singh put his hand in his pocket and showed the men some money and said, "I hope I have collected enough to buy Shaheedi. I want to become Shaheed as well."  The thugs threw his body on top of his dead father's corpse and burnt him alive. The injured Jathedaar Bhai Lachhman Singh was mercilessly tied upside down on a Jand tree and set alight from Kes (hair). 

 The response of the Jathedaar

Jathedaar Bhai Kartar Singh Jhabbar was informed about the massacre. On the same night (20th February 1921), Jathedaar Jhabbar gathered a Jatha of 2,200 armed Singhs on horseback. Gandhi, the so-called Father of the Indian nation, sent a memo to Bhai Mehtab Singh asking that no Jatha is sent to Sri Nankana Sahib and instead the Singhs should patiently wait for a few days. The memo said, "When [our] Raaj comes we will give you control of the Gurdwaras." Jathedaar jee asked for a reply to be sent back telling Mr. Gandhi that "Sikhs have no issue with the British on racial grounds. We can seize control from the British, but when the Raaj comes (independence from the British), it will be difficult to [later] take control of the Gurdwaras from the Brahmins."

Taking control of Sri Nankana Sahib

On 21st February, Jathedaar Jhabbar jee with 2,200 armed Singhs on horseback arrived at Sri Nankana Sahib. Mr. Curry, the British Deputy Commissioner of Lahore, had already arrived at Sri Nankana Sahib the day before to see the aftermath of the massacre. Mr. Curry got his army to surround Sri Nankana Sahib with guns ready to fire at any Singhs that planned to come to take over the Gurdwara. When the Singhs arrived, Mr. Curry came forward and told Jathedaar Jhabbar jee that if the Singhs come forward any more the army will open fire and kill them. Jathedaar jee laughed, and replied, "Mr. Curry we have come here to die. Who are you trying to scare with death?... Singho! Take out your Kirpaans and get ready to attack the British!" Mr. Curry got worried about hearing this. Jathedaar jee said, "Mr. Curry, you have two and a half minutes to hand me the keys [of Sri Nankana Sahib]." Mr. Curry handed over the keys immediately and asked his army to step down. All the Shaheed Singhs were given their last rites and the Gurdwara Maryada was restored. After 1947, Mahant Narain Daas, the murderer of 150 Singhs, was given security and provided a hideout in U.P. by the then Gandhi-Nehru Congress government, which exposes their anti-Sikh agenda. The evil Mahant passed away in 1971.

Dhan Hai Guru! Dhan Hai Teree Sikhee!

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