Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Gravesend "Sikh Temple"

Today I was working in Gravesend (which I don't usually do). I was working with and talking to 2 students in particular for the majority of the lesson.

They were very nice lads and I could tell they wanted to start a conversation with me. One of them asked me "Are you a Sikh?" to which I said yes. He said "I thought so" (I hope I didn't make it too obvious for him). He asked me if I went to the "big temple" in Gravesend. Then what he said next totally shocked me. He said "I've been there before with one of my friends. It's a nice building . One of the blokes in the temple told me that if someone brings in a pig or some bacon then they have to knock the building down and build it from scratch." I was so speechless! It got worse, he went on to say "They preach Islam in there aswell. I saw pictures where underneath it said they were tortured and killed for not embracing Islam." I was just thinking, Hai Rabba! I told him that it was just absolute nonsense to knock down a building for something like that, let alone such an expensive building. I told him that Islam was definitely not being taught in there, and infact the pictures he saw were of brave and fearless men and women who gave up their lives rather than their faith so we could be here today. If only someone in a Gurdwara Sahib could explain to non Sikhs the maryada and relevance of pictures and stuff, it would have such a huge impact and the 'parchaar' they do to their friends etc. Rather than them thinking Sikhs are a bunch of skeptical, forceful weirdos. He also said that someone he was speaking to inside the Gurdwara said although Sikhs aren't meant to smoke and drink, it is perfectly acceptable to 'eat marijuana'. If I wasn't wearing a Dastaar I would have pulled all of my hair out by now. Either the student was hallucinating or there are some seriously misguided and dangerous individuals inside the complex.

He then brought up a video of Gravesend Gurdwara on Youtube (by himself) and it was someone's wedding. The clip showed the groom being brough in from the car park. Behind him seemed to be all of his friends and family, accompanied with 3 dhol players. At the front of this procession was, what I can only guess was his mother and aunties etc, jumping up and down and waving their arms around - on the Gurdwara grounds! He then told me that his "Sikh" friends have told him in the past that men don't have to wear turbans, they can wear patke and women can cut and remove their hair. Sometimes we are our own worst enemies!

He said "Whilst I was there they tought me some Punjabi words that I still remember." I was really impressed and asked him to say them to me. I was expecting them to be words like Seva, Keertan, Guroo Sahib but he said "I remember the words aloo gobhi, dhaal and muttar paneer!" Dhan Vaheguroo!

It's all nice and lovely having such impressive, expensive, massive Gurdware but if we are not making any effort to educate first ourselves, and non Sikhs then these nice big buildings are nothing but an illusion and we have failed as a kaum.


Monday, November 11, 2013

Taking More Inspiration From Other Faiths

Recently I've been working with a Black, Christian lady that I don't usually work with. She is notoriously known for "being the one that seriously believes in God in the office".

We were somehow talking about routines and what to do each morning (work wise). She said "Raj the first thing I make sure I do everyday is to go into the classroom, get on my knees and pray like there's no tomorrow. I pray that I have a nice and peaceful day that God has blessed me with." I thought that was very inspiring and courageous.

The other thing I noticed is when she talks to her friends and family on the phone she always ends her conversations with "God bless you and have a blessed day." I thought that was very nice and cheerful!


"I Can Still See The Blood On My Hands"

I was recently talking to a very good old friend that I went to school with since year 7. She has now moved to London and works as support worker for young disabled children.

When I saw her she told me how she had now become a vegetarian and had not eaten meat for 28 days. I found it amazing and told her she was doing a very good thing.

I asked her out of curiosity why she decided to become vegetarian, she said "I've always known that you're a vegetarian and have found it amazing. Part of my role was to take the fresh meat out of the bags when it got delivered into the centre and put it into the freezers ready to take out later on for the kids. But this one day when the delivery came in, I picked up the bag and noticed it hadn't been closed properly. Then all of a sudden the blood that was in the bag had spilled down my clothes. I couldn't believe it. It was like a scene from a horror movie. If the children had seen me like that with blood dripping everywhere they would have freaked out big time. All I could see laying in the bag was a dead pig. I felt sick and told my manager I can't do that task anymore. The worst thing is, I can still see the blood on my hands."

Vaheguroo.