maa, i love you.

mostly my posts have been photos, posters and one-liners. facebook's pull,and ability to show comments,likes and links has been more interesting probably. anyway,i;m feeling pretty blessed as there's beautiful things going on around us. i came back to vasakhi celebrations, but i was quite disappointed about the kirtan which i couldnt catch. then, a week of relaxation before industrial training began. the routine of 8 to 5 needed some getting used to, but life was good,coming home to find my darling naniji ready with cha. she stayed a good month with us, and although its been all but one day since she went back, i miss her dearly. its stupid how i always dont appreciate what i have and when the people arent there i regret. like i regret my actions of "scolding" her when she did my laundry or tidied up my room. thhe thing is, i didnt want her in her aging and weak state to do my stuff, as it should be us doing things for her. but like some people tell me, the older generation dont mind, they like it. then on saturdays the fun times of going to punjabi school. meeting the kids there and all the phenjis, and more kiddies, certainly it's a better way to spend a saturday afternooon then staying home watching tv =)
the bonuses were, uncle dya + gurmukh & raja veerji asa di vaar sess at kg pandan inside. mother's day felt good with a wholesome sess in the morning. the prog at titi gurdwara was also lovely,of course because khalsa ji did kirtan.
then came barsi of sant baba sohan singh ji.
once, khalsa ji said, the passing of a saint is marriage. that's why is cause to rejoice and celebrate.
and that's why i look forward to going to melaka, listening to jatha after jatha performing shabads, the vibration of sangat singing, praying.
the akhand path, of pathees voices in the wee hours of night, of darbar sweet smelling. of peace enveloping me. of people, holding gutkas.
of veer manpreet and khalsa ji.
of rehansebai and asa di vaar. and of returning home, stopping at mantin.
of penang, the gurdwara majestic.
where my mum grew up.
where my parents got married.
where i was named.
of ice kacang, ice cream + fruit.
cold, delicious, the best swatow lane ice kacang.
so much i miss.dates clash.other reasons.
now i think, only a month or so remains of holidays. what now? bani,music, naujawan.
what can i do to contribute?or what can i get?
something, soon.