I don't understand this life at all,
There is no sorrow but my eyes are always filled with tears.
What is it which makes me down in dumps??
I don't understand this pang at all,
There is no complain but I keep blaming my Waheguru.
What is it which makes me down in dumps??
         I have learnt that everybody have a smile and happiness but one is disturbed to see that on the other face.
Because one's smile becomes someone's pain...

A person with a turban and long hair
That is how people locate us
But we are lot more than that...
It's our values and the teachings of Guru Granth Sahib
that make us shine bright!
As Guru Nanak Dev Ji gave us the value of Vand Chakko,
We can't discriminate because
Guru gave us the value of Langar
where everyone sits together to have food in Gurudwaras
without consideration of caste, creed, race or gender.
All we know is that the blood of all humans is red
And that reason is enough for us to treat everyone equal.
We have been nurtured with the values of Kirt Karan and Naam Japan.
That keeps us on the right path of hard work.
Gurbani flows in our blood.
Our Guru made us strong!
As Guru gobind Singh ji said," The one who goes through injustice is wrong but the one who sees injustice is worst!"
So neither we take it nor we see it!
Everytime we say Waheguru...we believe God is one.
Our beautiful long hair are a symbol of our faith...
Which are covered by tubans that are not only mere
pieces of cloth...
But make us Kings and Queens.

My parents do not accept me.
Out of everyone that will compete against and hate me in this world it's sad to know my two creators aren't there behind me every step of the way.

First of all the media puts so much pressure on girls as it is to be perfect and skinny.
The last thing a teenage girl needs is more mockery and influence to me the Barbie doll girl with skinny thighs and flat stomach and no ***.

They aren't perfect yet they point out the imperfections in me. I can't be comfortable and myself at home.
I am not happy at school.

There is no haven for me. These bad feelings come and go, but their arrival and stay make my life hell.

They don't understand what I've been through. Maybe it's the pill that's made me gain weight. Maybe it's the poor choices I am faced when eating at school.

I am human. I am allowed to be upset.
Don't you dare tell me it's not right to get upset.

I don't know whether to stay at home or leave. Nothing feels right anymore.
That's when the pills help me. Maybe the right thjng to do it stop eating. Only water and fruit.

AM I ON THIS PLANET TO PLEASE OR TO LIVE? God please help me. Waheguru.

Do you know what is the biggest poision?
It’s “regret”

Thuhadi yaad khai ja rahi menu andro di
Me wife naal
Hoke bi usde naal nai
Me u bare sochi janda
Ap dowa de moments yaad ande
doaba de moments yaad a jande

Pata nai kiwe sakoon milu menu

U da address pata krna koi waddi gal nai
Bus me pata nai krna chanda
Me nai chanda tuci hor dukh jhalo mere krke
Pehla hi bade made time wicho nikle ** mere krke
Te *** mera time he us time wicho niklan da
Waheguru kre me nikal
Jawa is time wicho