Bibi Bhani Ji holds a unique place in Sikh history. She was the mother of the first Sikh martyr, Guru Arjan Dev Ji (the fifth Guru of the Sikhs). She was also the daughter of the third Guru, Guru Amar Das Ji and the wife of fourth Guru, Guru Ram Das Ji. As such, she … More Inspirational Sikh Women: Part 2 – Bibi Bhani Ji
Sometimes I wonder, whenever I curse myself and lament the annoying tendency that I have to “overthink”, have I actually been overthinking, or have I simply been thinking… Rarely are my thoughts ever obsessive or irrational (well at least they don’t appear to be in my mind!). They don’t really stress me out and there’s … More To Think Or To Overthink, That Is The Question
Random thought of the morning: we get stressed and unhappy when the fantasy in our minds doesn’t align with our reality. In our day-to-day lives we hold so many expectations and often don’t allow for any wiggle space, everything must happen exactly how we want it to, when exactly we want it to. The plan … More Stress = Reality Vs Fantasy
My mind is not my friend. It tells me to skip my workout today, I’ve been good all week, why over exert myself? It tells me to start applying for jobs tomorrow, there’s no real urgency today. It tells me to cancel plans, I deserve some me-time. It tells me to ignore the sink full … More My Mind Is Not My Friend
Me, me, me. My life is so awful, everyone else around me is moving ahead, reaping benefits, being happy, while I’m stuck here like a little rain cloud. That’s how I felt recently, like a bitter, miserable person that I didn’t want to be around, let alone inflict my company on anyone else! And I … More Opening My Eyes To Sikhi
I am a slave to my phone. Yes. Ugh what a first world, millennial problem to have! My phone is probably the most useful thing I own. It’s great for when I have a moment of inspiration and need to write something down in my Notes, or to call my friends and catch up on … More I’m A Slave 4 U
He’s an older man, most likely in his early seventies. Smartly dressed in a dark grey and white checkered suit, but you can tell that it’s not a special occasion, he always dresses like this. His arms are crossed and resting neatly upon a rounded stomach that moves up and down with each long breath … More The Man On The Train
I shrug my shoulders and shake my head…what to do? The only compliments that you give consist of words like “sexy”, or “hot”, or “fit”…cringe! You’re reducing my appeal purely to the physical when I know that I’m much more than that. Tell me that you like how I’m witty, or driven, or compassionate, Don’t … More Dude, I’m An Onion!
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