Category: Pride

Poems, Poetry and Poetic Singh

Holla! – Okay I don’t actually talk like that. I just thought I’d tried a different way to start these blogs. I apologise. Anyway let’s get back to the topic at hand. I wanted to address my absence from this blog over the summer. When I started this, I didn’t really know what I wanted Read More …

Happy Anniversary!

That’s right. It’s been a year to date that I first started wearing a Dastar. Who can believe that I’ve been wearing it everyday for a year now. I still can’t believe it… Firstly I’d like to thank Waheguru for helping. It’s all down to him. I’d be nothing without him. Whether my faith waivers Read More …

“What’s your biggest fear?”

A very dear friend today asked me a very deep question. I haven’t known her for very long, in the grand scheme of things, around 2 years. She has become close and important to me. She text me today. Asked how I was as she usually does. Then asked if I wanted to play truth Read More …

What’s the point?

What is the point? Why do we wake in the morning? Why do we breathe the air we do? Why do we eat? Why do we care or hate? Why do we love? What’s the point? Lately I’ve pondered this a lot. I mean what we do, our existence. What is the light of it? Read More …

Lines in a book…

I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately. I guess when you’re on your own. Away from loved ones and family, you start to think a lot more. Well I certainly do. I have so much time on my hands these days, that I fill it with thinking. My phone is full of little notes Read More …

My Dastar…

I’ve been meaning to write another post for a few days, but I can never think of what I should write about. Life, love, moving to a new country, leaving my family behind, starting again etc. The thing I want to talk about this afternoon, is my Dastar (Pagh or Turban). My Dastar is one Read More …