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[Last year Gurprasad Kaur visited Goindwal Sahib for the first time with six others: her husband Siri Shiva Singh, son Dev Amrit Singh, her brother Sat Purkha Singh, his wife Nav Jiwan Kaur, and their friends Hargobind Singh and Simran Kaur. This is her story of the steps, and the depths & heights to which […]

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Journey to Hemkunt Sahib

[Ganga submitted this story as a comment to the "My First Trip to India" story by Karta Purkh Singh. Enjoy!  — svk] Oh I love the pictures of Hemkunt Sahib. Thank you. It’s so true that a picture is worth a thousand words! The photos brought back such vivid memories of my three trips to […]

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My First Trip to India

Getting to India always seemed to be at least a minor struggle for those that I knew who had gone and it was the same for me. We (my wife Sat Inder Kaur and I) decided late that there was enough money in our budget for both of us to go on the 1980 yatra. […]

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This is what happened to me a few years ago which I will always treasure and cherish. During mid 90’s for a short period British Airways Flights to Delhi used to operate from Gatwick instead of Heathrow. We planned a trip to India and our flight to Delhi was scheduled to leave Gatwick around 10pm. […]

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Prasad

As the kirtan resumes after the Ardas and Hukum at the Golden Temple this morning (which I watch on television in my bedroom in Bangalore), I notice one of the sevadars handing out Prasad to those sitting behind the ragis. In all the times I have had my television tuned to this early morning tradition, […]

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“There it is! There it is!”  Excited voices surround me. I look out the window of the plane and there below, shimmering gold reflecting in crystal clear blue waters, is the most exquisite jewel in the world – the Golden Temple of Amritsar. My eyes fill with tears.

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In the 1980’s when our son attended school in Mussoorie, India at Guru Nanak’s Fifth Centenary School, it was impossible to communicate with him except by mail or actually getting on a plane and flying over there. We were scraping by financially those first few years so we relied heavily on the postman and the […]

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