Bhai Kudhrit Singh Jee (Toronto) - Vancouver Akhand Keertan Smaagam May 2023 Saturday Evening

Live Recording of Har Har Naam Semagam 2024 from Gurdwara's around Klang Valley, Malaysia

Rehensabai ~ Bhai Jagpal Singh UK | Har Har Naam Semagam '24

Bhai Amandeep Singh - Veado Na Vaaee Bheano Na Bhai - In Loving Memory of Sardar Charan Singh Cheema

Bhai Parvaan Singh Ji - babeehaa jis no thoo pookaardhaa - East London

prabh keejai kirapaa nidhaan - Manveer Singh

ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤ ਨਾਮੁ ਹਰਿ ਹਰਿ ਜਪਹ ਮਿਲਿ ਪਾਪਾ ਮੁੰਚਹ ॥ - Bhai Gurpreet Singh Ji Jalandhar-AKJ Calgary Vaisakhi Rainsabai 2025

Full link - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ky7NfEbeBvI&t=9048s

Bhai Harsimran Singh Jee (Lalli) - Leicester Rainsabhai 2025

Bhai Agamjot Singh Ji - AKJ East London Rehnsbhai May 2025

Bhai Gagandeep Singh Ji - Friday Morning (June2025)

Bhai Harkamal Singh - Rainsabhi (June2025)

I'm not really sure what genre this track is... i feel like I'm currently doing musical theatre, but I don't remember ever signing up to do so!

Anyway, the words here come from my experience of meditating on Mars at dawn on his day, Tuesday: 

Too many tears,
Deluge and flood, 
The Earth is mired
In marsh and mud
That only fire of Mars can dry.

Too much hot air
From profiteers
Fans the camp fires 
Of strife and war,
That Mars arrives to provide. 

Our men are gone,
Our children sold,
Our lives destroyed,
Our cities dust,
In this they call the great game

And only the oligarchs gain. 


There was a time, before the Age of Iron,  
When Mars was not just the god of war.
But that was in a different aeon,
A time when the wise were aware
That when winter had done its work,
Only the cobalt gnomes of Mars 
Could awaken seeds from their sleep
In the frozen soils of Earth’s dark,
And fire them up to arise, their spring
Flowers like flames reaching for the Sun. 


But if we ask, Mars will be our guide, 
If we appeal to him, invite him in.
To fit our inner armour of steel,
To forge our iron shield and sword
And fill us with the fire of will,
So that we can defend our life’s road
Standing sovereign, proud and tall
No longer the weak victims of those 
That perpetuate forever wars. 
Or else it will be more of the same.

Our men will be gone,
Our children sold,
Our lives destroyed,
Our cities dust,
In this they call the great game.

Where only the oligarchs gain.
Where only the oligarchs gain.
Where only the oligarchs gain.

Lyrics copyright © Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, August 2025

prabh keejai kirapaa nidhaan - Manveer Singh

Essence of Sikhi