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As our father Man Singh ji turned 75 he began to be troubled by dementia. He had problems in dealing with time and space. The once formidable, mentally, physically sharp, dapper man was now an absent minded, clumsy man. He wanted so hard to do the right thing, be thoughtful and be his usual considerate self, but age and health were not on his side. His daily routine began with a visit to the Nanak Darbar Gurdwara, where he offered prayers of gratitude, listened to hymns, then

Loss of livelihoods is bad enough, compounded by illness and loss of some near and dear to many people. Humanity now lives under a pall of great fear as the pandemic stalks the land. No amount of sympathy and condolence can fill the void of sorrow. But life will go on irrespective of how we feel. I am reminded of the loss of my father Sardar Man Singh ji, his life and the great lessons he provided us. Six years ago, on the 1st day of Sept with a gurgle and a cough my father l

Many years ago, a friend shared an anecdote with me. Which I now recall every 'Father's day'. A little girl was walking along a path with her father, when they came to a rickety and treacherous bridge. Instinctively the father stretched out his hand to his daughter and said; "Here, take my hand." The daughter replied; "No father, you please hold my hand." The father was confused, "What is the difference, whether you hold my hand or I hold yours?" The little girl smilingly sai

It seems we have lost the art of conversation. Here are some golden guidelines followed by Former President of India - Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam #AbdulKalam #APJAbdulKalam #brother #children #conversation #Guru #Gur_Wonder #Gurvinder #father #friend #India #Kalam #love #mother #officials #politician #President #relatives #respect #sister #talk #wife #worker My grateful thanks to Mr. J Jamshaid for this pearl

My wife had served us a delicious meal and my thoughts flashed back to my mother. I had gone to meet my mother as I often did. As always with folded hands, I bowed to mother and touched her feet. Gripping me by the shoulders she picked me up and embraced me. The glowing delight on her face was all encompassing. After a brief update, she stood up and said, "You must be hungry? Let me get you some lunch. It's hot out there, you must be thirsty, what would you like to drink?" M

I was one of six children of my parents. Normally the eldest and the youngest child receive more love and special attention and I was no exception. They were good parents and I discovered that mother loved us all to a fault. She made us all feel special and loved, in spite of her favouritism. Father was quite transparent, who were his favourites and made no effort to hide it. I struggled for 35 years to deserve his love and respect, but never succeeded. Then one day our famil

About Guru Wonder on Social Media We always talk about learning from our elders, but rarely do we consider what our children can teach us? Most of us lead needlessly frustrating lives, and seek to vent our frustrations. Some people like bosses and teachers have more opportunity to bully but parents are probably the worse. We accumulate our frustrations with other people and things and bring garbage back with us, only to dump them on the people who love us most, our family and