Night and day, he sings the Kirtan of the Lord's Praises, O Beloved, totally filled with Ambrosial Nectar ~ Guru Arjan Dev Ji
Thursday, 7 June 2012
The Mothers, Daughters, Wives and Sisters of 1984.
was a mother. I watched them cut my child's hair before they cut his
throat. I was a sister. I watched them beat up and arrest my brothers.
They never returned. I was a wife. I watched them torture my husband to
death. I was a daughter. I cried as they tied up my father, poured
kerosene on him and set him alight. I was beaten. I was raped. I was
tortured. Everything I had was taken from me. I watch my oppressors walk
freely every day. I have nothing. I live in poverty, in neglect. I'm
alone, I'm afraid. No one hears me, no one listens. I want answers. I
- Never forget the mothers, daughters, wives and sisters of 1984. ♥