Welcome, IJ Singh ji, very nice to see you here.
I have been clamoring for justice as to the 1984 massacres for a long time. I no longer have any idea what justice would be. These men who have chosen to be demonic are rich and powerful men. They have had 27 years of prosperity and seeming happiness, while our husbands and sons and fathers and sometimes, also our mothers and sisters and wives, have found themselves at Satguru ji's lotus feet. Those of us surviving have been forced to observe the spectacle of these shining examples of Hindu-Indian manhood rise to the pinnacle of power in "the world's largest democracy." Justice? Real justice is no longer possible.
As I see it, two things are possible. First, hang the whole lot of them. That would not bring back those dead 27 years ago or take away the long years of loneliness and suffering, but it would bring a sense of completion, if not justice, to the whole sad, disgusting episodes. Public execution would be my personal choice. Watching them Waltzing Matilda, I admit, would satisfy some quite human - if not properly Sikh - longing in me at least. This form of justice - legal justice - is out of the hands of our sangat. We can only hope that the State of India will come to its collective senses.
The second is totally in our control and only we can do it.
Our beloved Sikh Kaum, our Saadh Sangat, must move toward recovery. It is time to regain the chardi kala that has been laying dormant in our once-joyful community. We will never forget. That goes without saying. Two paragraphs need to be added to Ardas - one for the June Massacre at Darbar Sahib and one for the ghallughara following Mrs. Gandhi's execution. These are major events in our history equal to any since the days of the Gurus. However, we must not let these events permanently overwhelm us as a community. The Sikh Kaum must - MUST - regain the joy of being Sikh. I am joyful. I am proud of my family martyrs. I am even - and I hope this is not too egotistical - pleased with my own behaviour in 1984. I am now able to wake up in the early morning, not only proud to be a Sikh, but actually happy to be a Sikh. Surely this is something we can all do. Our shaheeds are not honoured by our hangdog faces and heavy sighs. Far better to honour them with joyous shouts of appreciation for the great gift that they have given Guru and us. I am sure that a chorus of strong, hearty jaikaras would gladden them. And even if it didn't, it would gladden us. We really need that! animatedkhanda1
Oh, dear! Have I gotten carried away again? Oh, well, it's all in a good cause. lol
I love you all. kudihug
