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This poem below can be found at http://www.singh.co.uk portrays the lifestyle and thoughts of an impressionable young Sikh girl who has be deceived by the false charm of a Muslim boy. The following text is written as seen through her eyes. http://www.whyichosesikhism.com

Regrets.... I Have Many

Life in leafy Edgbaston was cosy, routine and without much bother,

Mummy and daddy where professional middle class, I was at college study for my A levels, I was shy and obedient but I wasn't content, I longed for excitement, I wanted to live the world, I wanted to be as bold as brass and that was my intent. At college one day, a lad approached me, as he towards me,

I could see from afar around his neck, he wore the moon and stars around his neck. He was very persistent and sweet, Told me I was beautiful from my head down to my feet. In my innocence by this tender words I was fooled, This Muslim boy loved me. And the love for my own family cooled.

My stupidity lead me to follow western trends, I allowed him to become my boyfriend, He had me under his hypnotic spell, What I was going to do next nobody could tell, I moved from Edgbaston to Sparkbrook. I longed to be with my one and only Farooq. My life was to change completely, Long gone where the afternoon tea parties with the ladies, Long gone where my Mummy's BMW and Daddy's Mercedes,

I was soon getting on and off buses and trams, As I struggled with a variety of prams, I was his sweetheart no more, Instead I had become his common whore. From Edgbaston to Sparkbrook and then to living hell That is Pakistan,

A distant memory now, but please believe me, I had once stood shoulder to shoulder with my dear dad and demanded khalistan. Oh God What have I done?

What has happened to me? What have I become? As I lay awake at night There is nobody to even hear me cry, My thoughts are unanswered, questions are my only escape, Somebody, anybody! Please tell me?

Will I ever stand in the warmth of my kitchen again? Will I ever feel the hug of dear Daddy's strong arms? Will my brothers ever fight and play and argue with me again? Will I be there when my Mummy and Daddy grow old? When my brother gets married will I be there to put the kalgi on his pagh? Will I ever again experience the sweet nectar that is Gurbani? Will I ever share langar again? Now there are no answers, only questions.

I have sown the seed of my own despair, My life is in ruins, which nobody can repair, My innocence, foolishness, kismet on me all have cheated, I desperately want my previous boring life, But I fear I am living in false hope, In my heart of hearts I know that can never be repeated. As I write these word in the unforgiving Pakistani heat, Streams of sweat and tears run down my face, I realise for me it is now too late, Life has dealt me a cruel fate, My living hell on my own I have to endure, But I plead with my Sikh sisters that you make sure Don't be fooled by his looks and false allure.

Stay in the warmth of Sikh religion, Maintain your family values, Enjoy its rich culture, but unlike me don't abuse its social freedom, Ignore my advice at your peril, But I beg you to take, a good long hard look at me, A pitiful shambles I'm sure you will agree, Happiness or even hope, I haven't any,

But regrets.............

I have many

This is another poem which was written 2me by a friend via my Hi5 profile.......

MANY OF OUR GIRLS ARE FORGETTING WE ARE SIKH FOR A REASON..THEY DISGUSTINGLY WASTE THEIR LIFE ON TRYING TO BE SOMETHING THEIR NOT..OUR GURU HAS ORIGINALY GUIDED US THE MOST NATRUAL AND STRAIGHT FOWARD WAY AS POSSIBLE..STILL OUR GIRLS BECOME BLIND! TO ALL MA GIRLS WHO MIGHT READ THIS...

YOUR A DAUGHTER OF A SINGH UV BEEN GIVEN THE NAME KAUR! U DON'T NEED TO DRESS SXC AND LOOK LIKE A WHORE! WHO U TRYIN TO IMPRESS? URSELF? MUNDEH? WHOM? LOOK AT URSELF CLOSLY, UR A NATURAL RANI FROM UR MOTHERS WOMB, U DON'T NEED TO DRESS SXC N SHOW FLESH TO IMPRESS! COZ U'LL ONLY END UP GETTIN UR LIFE IN A MESS..DNT GET ME WRONG..U HAVE A RIGHT TO LOOK NICE, BE SMART AND ENJOY UR LIFE, BUT DNT FORGET UR RELIGION AND DNT GIVE UP ON FAITH! ONLY UR NATRUAL ROOP AND THE NAME OF WAHE GURU WILL KEEP U WARM AND SAFE, SO LIVE LIFE TO THE FULL MY SISTERS! HAVE FUN N SMILE EVERYDAY, BUT BEGIN THE DAY WID THE ONE AND ONLY GODS NAME, ENJOY THE PRESENCE OF UR PARENTS WHO MAY LEAVE UR SIDE ONE DAY, REMEMBER UR SIKHI HISTORY...OUR SIKH GIRLS GAVE UP SO MUCH FOR US, DNT WASTE THE THOUGHT JUST COZ IT DIDN'T COME UPON US! U HAVE SO MUCH MORE THAN JUST SHOWIN OFF FOR BOYS.. UL HAVE A RIGHT TO CHOOSE IF U DNT PLAY WID UR LIFE LIKE TOYS... I REALLY HOPE U UNDERSTAND ME, IM A SIKH GIRL TOO, IM AGAINST FORCED MARRIGES, ARRANGED MARRIGES AND PEOPLE WHO GOSSIP! BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN I CAN FORGET WHO I AM AND SPOIL MYSELF JUS COZ I HAVE OPINIONS..IM STILL A SIKH, ALWAYS WILL BE...WAS BORN A SIKH, WILL LIVE A SIKH, WILL DIE A SIKH! WILL FOLLOW THE TRUTH, WILL CARE N RESPECT EVERYONE, WILL KILL WHO EVER TRIES TO CHANGE ME AND NOT RESPECT ME FOR WHO I AM!

I AM BEAUTIFUL, COZ I'M A SIKH, I AM NATURAL, COZ I'M A SIKH, I AM STRONG, COZ I'M A SIKH, I HAVE A TRUE IDENTITY COZ I'M A SIKH, I AM WOT I AM....COZ I'M A SIKH! FOREVER LIVE KHALSA! WAHE GURU JI KA KHALSA, WAHE GURU JI KI FATEH!