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Swear words were used in battle from what I've heard even by the Khalsa Armies, but in context of psyching out the enemy. Now it's just common and usually the women are worse off.

who needs a Salotar when you have one of these bad boys

I was tempted to use it, but must resist, only as you raise some valid points. Should Admin choose not to disable it, then they should re-implement the original feature, so we all know who is liking our posts.

(wo) man you are sooooo late with that, where's your jacket?

look what I stumbled upon http://sikhissues.blogspot.co.uk/2018/

Lost count, so now I hold them at arms length

There are theories that he was killed by Kharkoos, GOI (this was the word on the street back then), due to his publication on the front cover of Shaheed Singhs, others say it was because he knew too much about the Air India bomb plot or that he started digging up dirt on the likes of Jasbir Singh Rode misusing funds when he was head of ISYF. I know for a fact he had received death threats in advance of him being killed. Here are some old pics:

On the subject of Des Pardes and after the professional hit on Purewal due to his refusal to stop publishing weekly pictures of shaheeds and reporting on the atrocities, did the police brush it under the carpet?

The paintings speak volumes. It's clear it was normal for the women to wear jewellery in those days. Some men had earrings but in this day and age will just look camp on a Singh ?

I'm not convinced it's a keski. My grandmother used to wear a head ornament that used to be placed under the chunni, the name escapes me now but will try and find out what it was called, something like this, but they came in different sizes, may explain the protrusions depicted. *edit - its called a sagi phul The other thing you'll find in older paintings is the jewellery adorned by the women, something which is frowned up by certain quarters. I personally have no love for gold or shiny things and luckily neither does the Mrs, but it is of interest to see how the image expectations of women in stricter circles has developed over time.

Just been listening to some of the debate. Hari Singh clearly states his position which is in line with Prof Sahib Singh and Dr Bhai Veer Singh steek about the kirya being apvitar and not the lady. He goes on to ask the question if someone has urine on their clothing or hasn't bathed whether they can sit in Guru's hazoori. The questioners had no real come back. Some of the allegations were fake. One of the assumed Hari Singh gave Amrit to a dog. This was not the case, they tried to scare the dog, it kept coming back to the large hall and eventually sat under the manji. At the end if the sanchar the dog managed to lick Amrit boondhaan from the floor. When they asked I think Vaday Mahapurakh about the episode and whether the <banned word filter activated> will benefit they said it's very likely they will return in manuka janam. The dumb allegation was they said in katha kirpanaa grow on trees. Without proper understanding of simple Punjabi these imbeciles had made up son much cr4p. The sakhi this stems from the time when Sant Gurbachan Singh following bhari tapasiya at Chamkaur Sahib and in a dream/awake state met Baba Banda Singh Bahadur, Baba Deep Singh, Bhai Mani Singh Jee and other shaheed Singhs. The Singhs with them had swords hanging from the trees. Whether some choose to believe the sakhi or not is irrelevant, it was written at Bhindri by Sant Mohan Singh and later destroyed but obviously passed on seena baseena. From Sikhunity.wordpress At this historical site there is an old Baoli Sahib or an open well west of the Akali Bunga. Mahapurkh chose this place for their meditation, seeing it as a very quiet tranquil place with little disturbance from people. It was perfect for them, as they had no intention of openly showing their meditation to the world, for them it was important that they kept their spiritual status hidden from the world as Gurbani informs: “hon najeek khudhaae dhai bhaeth n kisai dhaen ||116||” They are close to the Lord, but they do not reveal their secret to anyone. ||116||. This is quiet contrary to the elaborate asthans built nowadays. Mahapurkh on the contrary had no intention of drawing any attention to themselves but instead went to the extent of doing their abhias (meditative practise) at night between the hours of 8pm and 4am, continuously without interval. The interesting nature of this bhagati was that it was done inside the cold water for the whole eight hours. Their avastha became such they felt like leaving this filth-ridden kalyugi world. They set off nearly 50 km north on foot towards the mountainous region near Kiratpur Sahib. In their mind they became firm that they have no further desire to communicate with the world, they would just do their bhajan and bandagi until their final swaas (breath) and leave this temporary body in the serenity of the mountains. After setting off, doing jaap (meditation) with every step they arrived in the mountainous region. Upon some exploration Mahapurkh got lost and ended up climbing a mountain when finally they came to the opening of a cave. Mahapurkh had a natural intuitive feeling that it would lead to somewhere so they entered the cave. When they set their feet in the cave and walked forward they saw there was darkness surrounding them, both forwards and towards the enetrance they had come through. During the narration of this Sakhi Sant Gurbachan Singh ji told that at one point it became so endlessly dark that they considered going back but then thought again. They remembered Guru Granth Sahib Jis Bani: “aagaahaa koo thraagh pishhaa faer n muhaddarraa ||” (Look ahead; don’t turn your face backwards.) and thought it their duty as a gursikh to continue. They continued, reading gurbani continuously when finally they saw some light that showed the end of the cave. When they reached the exit of the cave they looked and it was completely bright and infront of them was a very beautiful sarovar (pool). Its beauty was both unheard and unseen off anywhere in the world before. Mahapurkh were astounded and became increasingly intrigued about where they had arrived. Around the pool were magnificently tall trees and on closer inspection they saw Shastars hung on the trees. Then when they proceeded further they saw people, human beings. These humans were not normal though, in size they were like giants in tales and their bodies reflected light. Mahpurkh thought to themselves ‘maybe the end of your life is such’ looking at the size of these intimidating people. Mahapurkh thought they were remote tribal people residing here but there was something very different about them from normal human beings. Still, with the teachings of Gurbani enshrined in them Mahapurkh did not turn back but rather they proceeded forward reciting gurbani. One of these people walked past mahapurkh and they caught a glimpse of their attire. Mahapurkh were very surprised that these people were wearing a kashera and a dastar, things began to make sense: the shastars on the tree and now their attire. It was at this point that it hit Sant ji that these must be Singhs of Guru Gobind Singh Ji Maharaj. But the question was, what exactly were they doing here? Suddenly one of them shouted “Gurbachan Singh Ji”. Mahapurkh were surprised that they knew their name but they didn’t even know what sort of people they were. Sant Jee were amazed that they knew his name, yet they had never met. Then suddenly the tallest one out of them, assumedly their Jathedar Sahib said to those giant people “we’ll converse with Giani Ji after get something to eat for them”. At which one of them took a long spear and threw it towards the pool, when he pulled it out their came 3 unknown vegetables which looked a bit like yam or jimikand. They cooked these on hot coal and whilst they were being cooked the Jathedar Sahib of these people asked mahapurkh “why are you amazed Giani ji, are you surprised we called you by your name”. The jathedar sahib ji continued “Giani ji, actually, we are surprised that you didn’t recognize your own people”. Mahapurkh said they didn’t recognize them. One of the giant people stood up and said “Giani ji first I will introduce myself, I am Banda Singh Bahadur.” Baba Banda Singh Bahadur then pointed at another person “This is the mukhi of your Taksal Baba Deep Singh Ji”. “Look there, that is Bhai Mani Singh ji and over there is Bhai Taru Singh Ji”. Mahapurkh began pinching themselves to check if they were having a dream listening to the names of these shaheed singhs. Mahapurkh joined their hands together and said “ Singho, Guru Pyareo Vaheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Vaheguru Ji Ki Fateh”. Your words are true but I’d like to ask that all that you named have become shaheed but here you are all talking to me? First please be kind enough to tell me what is going on with me am I asleep or awake am I conscious or unconscious am I in a deep meditative state. Where am I?” The Singhs spoke “ Mahpurkho you are awake, what you are seeing is true. It is no illusion”. By now the vegetable product was ready and they served mahapurkh and the other Singhs. Baba ji said that this was like nothing they had ever tasted, it had the smell like Karah Parshad and tasty as Amrit. After eating they requested the Singhs to clearly tell them what was going on. As Mahapurkh were narrating this Giani Mohan Singh ji was sitting on the side of their bed, away from the direct vision of mahapurkh quickly jotting down all the whole sakhi. Pandit Prem Singh was sat infront of them, he tells us the face of mahapurkh became reddened with bliss as they told the sakhi to them. Sant Gurbachan Singh ji inquired whether they were talking about Shaheed Singhs and that they should openly tell them what’s happening with them. The Singh spoke once again “Giani Gurbachan Singh Ji, you are such a high scholar you narrate katha to so many. Please could you recite katha for us too please.” Mahapurkh said “I don’t know about katha or anything at the moment please could you just explain what is happening with me, is this Sachkhand, the earth, where?.” The Singh Sahib ji said “ Very well, Giani JI when a Singh who has done kamai (practice) of Gurbani during their life or become Shaheed goes to Sachkhand they stop at the door where two Singhs ask them at the gate of Sachkand if they have any further desire to do Seva or they wish to go to Sachkhand. At this point if one says no, then they are escorted to Sachkhand but if they have a further desire then they come to us. This place is only second to Sachkhand.” Mahapurkh asked them: “Singho today you have given me darshan, will their come a time when you come to the earth and openly reveal yourself.” The Singhs said “Yes. Yes, we will. Look there are our Shastar and look there are our Nagarhe (Battle Drums). Mahpursho the dohra you recite, keep reciting it. “Raj Karega Khalsa” The Khalsa shall not rule through any other earthly way, it is us that will create the Khalsa Raj. We are preparing. You came through this cave Giani Ji, and we will come out this way. Akal Purkh has done boundless kirpa on you Giani ji, you have entered this cave once you never again in your life will get this opportunity. You can go back and find this cave but you will never be able too. Mahapursho we will beat the drums before we leave here, that time we will create the Khalsa Raj – The Halemi Raj where no one will suffer” Mahapurkh then said their Gurfateh to the Shaheed Singhs and left ‘Shaheed Sarovar’. When narrating this sakhi from their own life Mahapurkh, they became teary and said “I have wondered in the mountains many a time. I have never found that place again”. Mahapurkh looked around, they saw Giani Baba Mohan Singh ji writing. Mahapurkh asked them “Giani ji have you written everything? Pass me your notebook”. Mahapurkh took the notebook and ripped it and said “Singho I forgot the rule of Gurbani “hon najeek khudhaae dhai bhaeth n kisai dhaen ||116||” (They are close to the Lord, but they do not reveal their secret to anyone. ||116||) and in your prem (love) I have told you this sakhi, I have ripped this because I do not want it published. It is my secret.”

The saying 'beauty is only skin deep' fits perfectly in these scenarios. One can marry the most attractive person possible, but all things need to be taken into account. Will they get on with the family, do they have a sense of humour, are there synergies in values... Appearances whilst important should not be at the forefront of ones mind, it's so easy to be blinded by just one attribute.

Filming with scantily clad women, indirectly disrespecting SGGS Ji, awful sense of humour..he is about as relevant as the letter k in knife.

Great post. Ultimately we can and should use our God given senses and intuition to make a life changing decision but it boils down to sanjog. Whether we like the look of parents, the potential partner, etc, there is this large chunk of pre-destiny that comes to play. I'm a perfect example of this. Before I chose to marry, I had spoken to a few girls in Punjab about what's important to me/them, a little about Sikhi, what the UK would be like, whether they were happy and happy to do household work and so forth. You could say I treated it like an interview. I was sitting on the fence right up until the day before we were due to fly back, and my mother was pressing me to make up my mind. The final decision was made based on what my Grandfather knew about the family (they spent a lot of time in our pind as due to her Fufar living there), I greatly respect his wisdom and the investigative work by my own Fufar, this is what sealed our fate .

With so many hypothesis wondering if they served Carlsberg as well

Tried LinkedIn?

I'm pretty traditional compared to many but still spoke to girls when I was looking. You're a throwback to the pre 60s which I admire but then you also have to live with the decision like they did in the past and not run for the hills.

Don't think it was that sudden. Regardless, the tiyariaan, karcha and heartache for the girl and her family does not bear thinking about.

Is this is a follow up question from what you posted on Saturday concerning divorce? You're screwed either way now.

Here is a post from 2008 with links from gurmatveechar (unfortunately none working) and a good response by Bijla Singh

Wonder why Bhen/Maa jokes or profanities are more prevalent in Punjabis but less so for bhraa or Pio, ok more for latter. They are used in common day language on a daily basis, even by Amrtidharis, the gravity if the insult has surely been diluted through frequent use. Just like when gorey use the F word at work, no one bats an eyelid.