Vaisakhi {a poem}
Guest blogged by Preeti Kaur. Preeti wrote this poem for The Langar Hall in commemoration of the 312th anniversary of the birth of the Khalsa this week. Vaisakhi i’ve never seen a wheat harvest never worried over winter punjab frost monsanto seed or otherwise grown into grain carried tender on the...
Moving The Movement…Lahir 2009
“Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.” (Margaret Mead) Last Summer, a small group of thoughtful, committed Sikh youth from the DC Metropolitan area came together to form “Lahir” (movement)...
When Lions Roar: The Kids Are Going To Be Alright
It is often said that a revolution begins not with the sword but with the pen. However, last Friday night in a packed banquet hall in the Toronto suburb of Malton, I witnessed a revolution begin with the microphone. At an event entitled “When Lions Roar”, fantastically organized by the Sikh...
“Don’t Feel Sorry For Me, I Am The Daughter Of A Shaheed”
As the 25th anniversary of “1984” approaches us, TLH posts have covered some activities commemorating this devastating time in our history. My most vivid memories of “1984” are watching Indira Gandhi’s funeral on television and the border of photos inside my local Gurdwara’s Langar...