But, this is too dope. Especially since it’s the man that the family is beating up….This man was caught with another women. Presumably, the family of the wife started their own policing in the form of beats and licks on the man and the sketelle. Granted, we don’t know the details, BUT, we do know that they’re filming this shit, probably for proof at Punjab’s version of divorce court. What a gully thought. Where you’re guilty till you’re proven a man…probably.

Personally, I feel the punjabi community spoils it’s young men….Mother’s spoil their useless sons, thinking they’re kings, while they do nothing around the house and answer their cells on their 1 hour per sunday day of piety at the Gurdwara. Im not saying they suck because they’re not religious, im saying they’re wack regardless…in and out of the temple. I see you with your gold Kara and Acura, pumping the shittiest music out of england, speaking broken english getting into drunken accidents fucking up public perception of ME. You can also argue, I shouldnt give a fuck about public perception…oh really? I should care less about public perception…when the cops come to your house because you’re beating on your women, and they regale me with the story while im trying to have a police check done so I can work at the hospital, public perception is a little more complicated than just ignoring it. Stay home and think about how wack you are, the cracker chicks you love at the clubs can wait……prolly not, they’ll go for the brother waiting at the bar.

I say, show me a male worth my sisters and nieces, and I’ll be convinced otherwise. For now, I think my breaks are shot, when I see you crossing the road…you are not my chaa da cup.

So, to this link, I say, they were easy on this motherfucker. He’s so ugly, I just want to chain him to a pipe in a crawl space, and release spiders on him…..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i7vCPokHwxI

I went walking with my boy chris on maisonneuve street near the village the other day. We cam accross this eclectic resaurant. I mean, you wouldnt have known it was a restaurant. We took a good 15 paces into the joint to ask what exactly popped off there…one wall was ornamented with every religious symbol you could think of while all remaining sides of the space were decked out in two tone chiffon and velour. All sorts of lights dotted the place and the owner greeted you with the force of a bad time in life…..

He warmed up to us…I thought the concept of the reastaurant was amazingly hilarious….He doesn’t know what he’s going to make you, or how he’s going to make it, and you have to finish your whole plate.

I ate there yesterday, and he gave me so much grief for some sauce left over….it was embarassing. Anyway, the resident hipster at this place told me he basically visited sikh temples to eat the free food….I thought that was so cheap and unattractive….

To all the beat heads out there, im sure yall know what it feels like when you come across some heat you orchestrated and forgot about…I just found this little ditty…

4321 – K-Os (Sikh Knowledge rmx)

I was once treated this way by someone, and took this tactic for myself.

RULE: when uncomfortable or in a situation you do not want to be in, the polite thing to do is to not respond.
ARGUMENT AGAINST: This is what’s wrong with the universe. I recently bore the brunt of this tactic and I can say with certainty that non-action is as cruel as malicious action. To stand by and watch someone expend energy over something you might just hold finality to, is mean and I will no longer have any part of it.

From now on, I will TRY and make my intentions and emotions clear in all situations I feel uncomfortable, or where someone might be depending on me to ping back. I will return packs of energy to the universe as they are served to me, the best I can.
I won’t stand by and shit on someone through non participatory behavior.

To the inspiration of this post:
This post is now permanent (as long as my server and word press are….) It’s not a spiteful post, but I hope it serves as a return of a pack of energy, you just won’t take from me.

Even non-action is an action…and I’ve been dissed too many times.

Check out the new one I just made…I feel like the guitar riff, pensive, mournful, but clear….

download here: http://www.divshare.com/direct/7787877-dba.mp3

Enjoy free, http://www.divshare.com/download/6600895-2f2

My friend Khaldoon Ahmed posted a few of the lyrics to the youtube version, which is different and shorter….the download above it the Big hairy brother of the youtube one http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TjpDFPbOsqE

turn it up! Lyrics after the jump.

tashnagi ko jhanjhor dete hain
We shake up the thirst
pi ke ham jam torr dete hain
We drink from the wine cup and smash it
… Lire la suite
faisala ham kashakash e dil ka
The decision of my turbulent heart
un nigaghon pe chorr dete hain
I leave to his grace

pi ke ham jam torr dete hain
tashnagi ko jhanjhor dete hain

aankh mein jab nami rahti
when there are no tears left in my eyes
apna daman nechorr dete hain
I squeeze the drops from my shirt

pi ke ham jam torr dete hain
tashnagi ko jhanjhor dete hain

hum to rukh gardesh e zamana ka
We turn the direction of the age
su e meykhana morr dete hain
Towards the wine tavern

pi ke ham jam torr dete hain
tashnagi ko jhanjhor dete hain

ye haseeen log shisha e dil ko
These beautiful people
kam nigahi se torr dete hain
Break the glass of the heart with their comptemtous look

pi ke ham jam torr dete hain
tashnagi ko jhanjhor dete hain

apne payman ke saat wo
With the promise he made
wo mere dil bhi torr dete hain
He breaks my heart

pi ke ham jam torr