Images of India float around the web. They bring up a lot of conflicting feelings. There we are smiling for the camera. Smiling for our parents back home, not yet knowing how disassociated we would become from them. It’s taken a long to time to have a parent/child relationship again – but now we’re adults, so we settle for being family.
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Hi Kelly, I love your blog! It is brave, well-written, informative and most importantly, a first-hand account. So glad to have found it! I was forwarded it by Nirmal Loves Nihangs in response to an essay I wrote on my own blog about my very short-lived 3HO experience, entitled, “David Duchovny Saved my Life.” I look forward to reading more about your experiences. Thank you for sharing yours!
Soo, I just stumbled upon this and I'm not sure how regularly you check this blog but… I went to Amritsar Academy between 87-90. I wasn't a Sikh and wasn't being boarded. I never understood what all was going on behind the scenes but have read some of your blog posts and am happy to know a little more about what I was being exposed to. I look at this photo and think of the friends I met while I was there. thanks for putting info online.
That's me on the bottom row in the middle! I have never seen this picture before and it sure flooded me with emotions. Is this blog still active? I can't figure out how to email Kelly or anyone directly but I would love to discuss these crazy times with whomever would be open to it.
Hi Chrissie, I'm glad you found this blog. It's not super active, as I have little time to post new thoughts. I do hope it serves a purpose still… If you want to talk more you can email me directly: satgurschnrub@gmail.com I'm happy to chat. I remember you!