“OW-OW-OW!” came the dog’s bark in the distance, or was it a wolf?
I ate gajar ka halwa. The taste was like a thousand sati wives going to their deaths. That gajar ka halwa reminded me of my heritage. I felt that if I didn't stand for something, I would fall for anything.
I learnt also on my trip to the gurudwarra, about Sikhism, and its 5 Ks. I appreciated the cultural education provided to me and for the public, to go and see what it was that held people's (sangat) attention for over five hundred years. I am on a spiritual journey to understand the world's religions. The first religion I explored, was my own. I was ten years old when I came to Sydney. I was a devout Sikh at that age, but as I grew older, I stopped believing. Today, I go back and want to believe again. I want to believe that there is good in this world.
That is why I went back to the gurudwarra.
The raagi's (spiritual leader) music played, and warmed my soul.
Music is full of sadness as well as happiness.
The world is listening to music.
Let the music be played.
Let it resound through your soul.
Let it make you dance and revel in the lord's name.