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One Year At The Time

Friday, December 29, 2006 by Mr.J

I once dreamt of a life where I can spend my time in service of people who need it. Today I’m living that dream. I have the blessing of having the freedom to do what I want, when I want. Everybody secretly wishes to have this freedom of committing their life to sewa. For the past 4 months I have been helping and serving for SNSM. I find my self expressing an enormous gratitude to be given the chance and opportunity of sewa. Thank you WAHEGURU for this and more. Should I continue this? Bringing your dreams to reality is a joy but you must move on. Its time for the rest of my dreams to be real.

Recently I find myself looking to spend more time with myself and fulfilling my needs. I cant help it but be selfish after all that sewa. I feel empty. I feel used. I need to rejuvenate myself. I need to go into myself and say “hello” to my true self. I need to plug my self in the socket of the ultimate source and charge every being of my self. Its time for Jagdeep and no one else. I think I deserve this now.

2006 have made my purpose in life crystal clear to me. I’ve always known what it was but sometimes doubts do creep in. This year is a blessing to me. I am grateful with all it has shown me, given me and taught me. Thank you.

Next year (2007) I demand of my self to start spending less time on sewa and more time on my own needs. Sewa has become a very powerful force in my life however I need to charge up and get my things right. Life for me is more then only sewa because I am more then my sewa. Jagdeep have more hidden treasure in him and only time will reveal them.

The first thing I need to do is get in touch with all my friends. I miss the parties and the fun I use to have with them. I miss the hanging out. I miss the jokes and practical pranks we used to play on each other. I miss how we use to get girls to go out with us. I miss you guys!!

The second thing I must do is to make another dream come true. I’ve always wanted to travel the world. I intend 2007 to be a year of travel and visiting a lot of exciting places and meeting a lot of interesting people. Starting off with a trip to India in Chinese new year and then to backpack across Australia in May.

The third thing I must do is to make a commitment to a relationship. For almost 2 years I have shy away from getting the girl I want because I had this lame excuse of “get the money first then get the girl” Since I have the money now then this excuse wont work anymore. I must find me the perfect girl for me. Hope she is still waiting… J

And the final and last thing I must do is to bring to life all that I intend.

Only 4 things I demand from the universe for the coming year. Nothing more and nothing less.

Jambo!
Happy New Year.

At PD and Injured

Friday, December 15, 2006 by Mr.J

Im finally here at Port Dickson for samelan. But before I left sabha house yesterday I accidentally hit my toe into a pole in sabha house. This broke my toe totally off. I went to a clinic nearby and the doctor took pull out the toe nail off completely. Oouch!!!

Now Im in PD and I cant do anything. I basically lie around and do nothing. Good aint it?

Ha Ha ...loving samelan already.

I will update this blogs as much as i can but Im updating the SNSM blog. So its best to head down to http://www.snsm.org.my/ and read more of my post there.

My Toughts Become Things

Wednesday, December 6, 2006 by Mr.J

Some have asked me about the "The Secret" and some have watch it with me. Most can really understand it, so I am publishing this video here to make things more simpleir. My Thoughts Become Things. Its true. I've tested the techniques in "The Secrets" and it really works.

Let me tell you a story. One day I was headed back from sabha house. Sukhveer dropped me at Putra Komuter Station. If you have taken the Komuter service before you know that at 11pm in Putra station is literaly nobody there. Its like an abondon station.

I looked into my wallet and there was only a RM10 note so I put it in the ticket machine and the machine spat out the note imediately. I tried a few times but got the same results.

Then I used the techniques from "the secret" and intend to get small change.

Here is what happen. You will be suprise. Some guy came riding on a bike, stop a few feets from me and got off the bike and ask me whats wrong. I told him that the machine was not accepting my money.

Then he took out his wallet and hand me RM1.40 to me just like that. I told him to give me his contact number so I can pay him back but he refused. I said thank you and he got on his bike and rode off.

Now how many times does a total stranger ever hand you their own money to you just like that? I'm telling you this stuff works man. Whatever you want, you'll get. Im intending for more success in my business now. I know it works. I can tell you more stories that I have experienced however for the sake of keeping this post as bried as posible I'll tell you the stories at another time.



What is The Secret

Monday, December 4, 2006 by Mr.J

Recently I watch a Documentry flim which is titled "The Secret" This movie reveals to you the secret of life. You can have, do and be anything you want in life with this secret. I agree with this movie as I have been using the secret to get what I want all my life however I never knew there is a science on it. If you want to watch the whole movie, get in touch with me and I will pass you the DVD.

Below is a summary of "The Secret" by Bob Proctor.





Let me know what you think about it.

I am a Nothing, Being a Sikh is an honour

Sunday, December 3, 2006 by Mr.J

“If you are not a Sikh then what are you?” She asked me.

I thought about it for a moment and then it came to me. “I am a nothing, Being a Sikh is an Honour” I replied. I knew she had a tough time understanding what I just said but she remained silent not wanting to probe further.

I believe and have faith in God. My parents call him “Waheguru” and they taught me to call him that too. Does that make me a Sikh?

I wonder…

I am happy and I am a Nothing, even a “nothing” is a label. How do I put to words this feeling of not needing to define my faith on Waheguru. This feeling from deep within me which knows that I don’t have to label myself as anything to belong.

It was in the rainy months of November when we had this debate of who is a Sikh and who is not in Sabha house. Everybody had their own definitions. All of them we right, no body got it wrong however something seems to be missing.

I knew what everyone expressed is just another justification for them to belong to something. We all need to belong to something otherwise who are we?

We call ourselves Sikhs just because we can belong in a group called Sikhs. So we know that when someone asks us who we are, then we can answer them with confidence. It really doesn’t matter that we continuously renounce and reject the practices and believes of the Sikh faith does it?

Wo!..backup, backup. Did I just excuse you of renouncing and rejecting the Sikh religion? Yes I did. (with a smile)

Sikh is not a philosophy that you can choose to believe and not practice it. There is no “Sikh-ism” Sikh is a way of life. It’s the Sikh Way or the highway mates J

You cannot call yourself a Sikh if you don’t follow “The Sikh Way”

There is no “Sikhs by default” or “Clean Shaven Sikhs” or “Khan-phind Sikhs” or “Mona’s” period. If you don’t choose to follow “The Sikh Way” then you are not a Sikh.

You are just like me, a nothing. Being a Sikh is an honour.

Then there is this guy who will take out this little book which I call the “Sikh Bushido” (Reth Maryada) and points out to Section 1, Chapter 1, Article 1;

The Definition Of a Sikh

Any Human being who faithfully believes in

I. One Immortal Being

II. The 10 Guru’s

III. The Sri Guru Granth Sahib as a living guru of the Sikhs

IV. The teaching of the 10 Guru’s

V. The baptism bequeathed by the tenth Guru

VI. Who does not owe allegiance to any religion

Let read that again. Does it say in there you need to follow any of these teachings because I really believe in them but I choose not to practice them? So what are you taking about says this guy?

And my reply to him is he is right. The book says that and for a lot of people the definition in the book is enough to justify their belonging. However it’s not enough for me.

Let’s imagine for a while that you have never learned how to drive a car before. You read a book that says all you have to do is to believe and you have achieved. So for the life of you, you believe you can drive a car. In you mind you imagine yourself driving down the highway. It so clear that it might be real.

Now you get into a car not knowing how to drive it but not to worry you believe you can drive the car with all your heart. It will work, the book said so. You sit there in the driver seat and wonder why you are not driving already.

Would you really drive the car by just believing you could? Would you really be a Sikh by just believing in the ten gurus and their teaching? Could you?

No you’ll need a guidebook showing you how to start the engine which gives the car the energy to start moving. Where the gas peddle are so you can actually drive the car and where the break peddle are so you know how to stop when something goes wrong.

Then you take a deep breath and with some courage practice to drive the car. First you try to start the car. When you accomplished it you will have the confidence to practice the next thing. Slowly with practice you drive the car and soon you become the driver.

So believing in the teaching of the ten gurus don’t make you a Sikh and neither being born in a family who descended from Sikhs makes you one.

So who are you and what are you?

You are just like me, a nothing. Being a Sikh is an honour.

I say it’s an honour because even if you practice being a Sikh. You do all your prayers, become an amrithadri and sacrifice you life for the panth, do your meditation and Naam Japna, do everything that is required for one to be a called a Sikh. You still are not a Sikh.

You are only a Sikh when the Guru pleases it so and that’s why being a Sikh is an honour.

Even taking a single step in the direction of being a Sikh is an honour which not many gets. I am thankful and grateful that I am being given the chance to take these few first steps of being a Sikh. I know I have been given this chance many times before and I have chosen to flow with the herd instead of doing what my heart tells me to be the truth.

Not many people get this chance and not many people who were given this chance choose to act on it.

I sit here reading these words on this paper and find my self wondering am I really a Sikh. Do I justify my existence just to belong or is it something else, something deeper. I wonder…

She continued looking at me as if she was trying to figure me out. She was almost going to make a judgment on me and label me something when I said

“Maybe we all are Sikhs and maybe we all are given the chance to being Sikhs and who knows maybe we all are special enough to be given this honour because we were born in Sikh families, aren’t we? I don’t believe God make mistakes, do you?”

She just sat there more confused then she started off with.