just three weeks ago i had finished my regular punjabi school at guru nanak darbur erith gurdwara in england; when i was rushing to the small library. dressed in my bana i rushed and zoomed past an old man and his elderly freind full gursikhs they were.

the man looked a bit like the famous akj saint who began the akhand kirtani jhata anyway my mind judged him for that.

me not being consious of my thought let it trip first i was at shock to see the elder and then leading to the judgement my mind said {just another one of those akj idiots!} but i rejected it as soon as it was thought rushing having no time for thought!

just as i had passed 50 cm from the elder i heard him call me thus turning to the voice he dragged me in with his positive energy he then questioned my name, and imediatly wisperd to his freind i think its him or this might be the one or its some one else, emidiatly i said gavinpal again he asked for my name with the same wisper to his friend and i again reply gavinpal this cariied on three more times the last two times i replyed gavin then he said to me no tell me you real name anyone in the house of the guru who doesnt do so is a robber or a feeth again asked for my name i shocked and slightly gobsmaked replyed gavin again and he said no ! this cant be your name again he asked untill i gave up and said i dont know. he said you should look your are wearing bana you are a sahibsyada of the guru a prince we princes have roamed the jungles we are singhs! now dont forget it we are singhs!i then realized what the guru god and the sant had taught me normally i would say nihang gavinpal singh khalsa but this is in ego beacuse im not khalsa niether a nihang and truthfully from within i know i havent earnt singh or nihang or khalsa but i dream of the day. he then lovingly embraced be and said bring your mother and family to mu house one day we may neeed to talk i guess they found who they were looking for but i dont know what for? i now feel i have earned singh and so i am gavin singh soon to be akali nihang and khalsa!

i knew from within that i couldt tell anyone this my teacher from punjabi school brushed by taking not but notice my freinds laughed at me when i accepted the freindly embrace ! but who was i to tell i couldnt bring my family to some random sants house. off i rushed to the library and to my dads car. dreading the thought of bumping into the sant. well i guess god knows our pre intentions and vut the family visit short by the sant ... (more)