Shortly, the periodical will embark on its 60th year. As I hold the December 2011 issue (# 696) in my hands, I am filled with a sense of gratitude: gratitude for its incredible resilience. Gratitude also for the fact that Sikhs have created such institutions to serve new generations. Gratitude also that it is the Sikh awakening and blazing of a cultural renaissance of the early 1900s that brought our community back to its transcendental realm.
News: Muslim and Sikh cadets WILL be allowed to wear headcovering after 14 year old forced to quit
News: Three Days Shaheedi Sabha begins at Fatehgarh Sahib
News: Gratitude
News: The Protestor ~ TIME Person of the Year Award
Is there a global tipping point for frustration? Everywhere, it seems, people said they'd had enough. They dissented; they demanded; they did not despair, even when the answers came back in a cloud of tear gas or a hail of bullets. They literally embodied the idea that individual action can bring collective, colossal change. And although it was understood differently in different places, the idea of democracy was present in every gathering.
News: There’s no such thing as Canadian values OP-ED
Announcing the new policy in Montreal, Kenney said that it is “a matter of pure principle, which lies at the heart of our identity and values with respect to openness and equality.” The citizenship ceremony, he went on, “defines who we are as Canadians including our mutual responsibilities to one another and a shared commitment to values that are rooted in our history.”
News: Scotland confronts forced marriage
The dark practice of forced marriage, a 21st century anachronism that is prevalent in Britain among mainly Pakistanis and Bangladeshis, has just been thrown its stiffest challenge yet. The provincial government of Scotland has enacted what must rank among the strongest anti-forced marriage laws in the world.
News: Sikkim Gurudwara Nanaklama ~ Earthquake Relief Measures
News: Scaling Caste Walls With Capitalism’s Ladders in India
On his barefoot trudge to school decades ago, a young Ashok Khade passed inescapable reminders of what he was: the well from which he was not allowed to drink; the temple where he was not permitted to worship. At school, he took his place on the floor in a part of the classroom built a step lower than the rest.