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[[Khalsa]] epitomises the pure love of [[Guru Gobind Singh]] for all mankind. It is inherent in this Marathi | [[Khalsa]] epitomises the pure love of [[Guru Gobind Singh]] for all mankind. It is inherent in this young Marathi lady’s experience which she narrated to me in a sentimental and emotional way, merely because I also look like the one she had previously encountered. | ||
Once when I | Once when I had gone to a village in [[Maharashtra]] for some work, I was pleasantly and tearfully astonished to witness the love for a [[Sikh]]. I had spent an hour or so with my contacts, when a young Marathi lady belonging to that village wearing sophisticated clothes, called and told the man of the house that she had come with a specific purpose. | ||
" | ''"Is your visitor a Sikh? If so, I want to meet him. I want to tell him about my Sikh Papa who died recently but, because of what he did for me, he always lives with me."'' I happen to understand Marathi although I cannot speak fluently. My interest aroused, I paid full attention to their conversation until the man said, ''"Come on in, meet my friend. I am sure, he will also be glad to meet you."'' {{aowf|My Papa, the perfect Sikh of the Guru}} | ||
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Khalsa epitomises the pure love of Guru Gobind Singh for all mankind. It is inherent in this young Marathi lady’s experience which she narrated to me in a sentimental and emotional way, merely because I also look like the one she had previously encountered.
Once when I had gone to a village in Maharashtra for some work, I was pleasantly and tearfully astonished to witness the love for a Sikh. I had spent an hour or so with my contacts, when a young Marathi lady belonging to that village wearing sophisticated clothes, called and told the man of the house that she had come with a specific purpose.
"Is your visitor a Sikh? If so, I want to meet him. I want to tell him about my Sikh Papa who died recently but, because of what he did for me, he always lives with me." I happen to understand Marathi although I cannot speak fluently. My interest aroused, I paid full attention to their conversation until the man said, "Come on in, meet my friend. I am sure, he will also be glad to meet you." .....More
