As my readers know I am on a mission to have pictures and addresses of all London and all West Midlands Gurdware on my flickr photo account.
I have lived the life of a Sikh since January 1996 and took Amrit in July of that year. The first four years I lived in Panjab, since 2000 I have been in the UK, with occasional excursions to the continent. I like visiting Gurdware, wherever I go, it is interesting to meet with sangat in Chennai, Delhi, Ludhiana, Bristol, St Truiden or Woolwich. I am not the most popular chap with some prabandhaks, and I consider prabandhaks with a healthy amount of scepticism. Because of this the sangat usually welcomes me, committee walas tend to be less enthusiastic.
Please read on and find out what happened on 23/05 when I visited the Woolwich Ramgarhia Sabha.
This is a picture that I took during a previous visit, when I did not enter the Gurdwara premises

When I came out of Woolwich Arsenal Station on Saturday 23/05 I consulted my A – Z. I could see the Gurdwara, but was not sure about the shortest route to get there. A friendly Sikh lady showed me the way and walked to the building with me. I arrived at about 14.30, went upstairs, took off my chappels, washed my hands and went into the divan.

I went in, paid my respects, put a modest contribution in the golak and sat down. Istria Sat Sang was taking place, but some men were present too. I took a picture of the ladies to my left and of the men to my right, which will eventually appear on my flickr account. By about 14.45 I got up, took this picture of the divan on the way out and went downstairs to the langar.

In the langar I had a drink and ate an apple, took two more pictures and decided to start making my way back, as I was due at Heathrow later in the afternoon and wanted to leave my A – Z and a few other bits and pieces in my flat in Southall, to lighten my load.

I should never have stopped to take this photograph of the door and the sign above it. If I had gone out and walked to the station straight away I would not have to report this shocking story.
While I took this picture one of the Prabandhaks came out and started talking to me. First I did not think anything of it, then he started talking about the Harley Grove Gurdwara, and very soon after that he implied that I was in some way connected with it and that I had similar plans for the Woolwich Gurdwara.
I was shocked, I was upset and I was angry, and let that be known. He insisted on calling the police, which left me with no choice but to hang around till the police had come. Whatever my options were I did want not to give the impression that I was fleeing the scene of my alleged ‘crime’ (taking a few pictures of a Gudwara). Stupidly I went back into the Gurdwara, into the room in which the full committee seemed to be gathering. They kept ordering me about and whatever I said they did not believe. They also kept saying that I just dressed up as a Sikh, and made references to my friends, without specifying which friends they had in mind.
I got very fed up with the company I was keeping and tried to push my way past the chief bully, the same chap who started the trouble, but as I am only 10 stone and he considarably more I had not a hope. They then accused me of assault. I was pushed to the ground, my hand was bleeding and I got a few bruises on my legs, but nothing to worry about.
The police arrived and were much better behaved, but insisted on searching me quoting article 44 of the terrorism act. As this was a complete nonsense, whatever the merits of my case there was no question of terrorism, but they insisted and put handcuffs on me. I had shown the police the pictures I took, which you can see above, and which should have made it perfectly clear that these pictures were not related to any terrorist act.
I should have been calmer, I should have stayed outside the Gurdwara and waited for the police there, but I hope that my readers understand how bad it feels when you are accused and treated in this way by fellow Sikhs. I am used to being insulted by English people, I do not like it, but it does not hurt. This did hurt, it hurt a lot, much more than the minor physical injuries I sustained.
Does anybody know anything about the Prabandhaks of this Gurdwara ?
Recording of ‘Stop and Account’
From Form 5090 (X)
Family name: Singh Heule
First Name(s): Cornelis Harjinder
Gender: M DoB : 06051947
EA Code : 1 [no further action]
SDE Code : N4 [?] Height : 6′ 3”
Address: Portland Road, Southall UB2
Stop & Account : Possession of an item
Search Ground: Male searched after seen taking photographs of Gurdwara. Found by occupiers who believed suspicious. PC ( number)
Stop/Search : 23/05/2009 Time : 15.25 Location : Masons Hill SE18
Stop Only Code : T [Terrorism s. 44] Search Code : J [Terrorism s. 44]
Person only : [box ticked]
Warrent/Pay N0 : 227312 B(OCU): RW Team Unit : 4
Beware : if you take a picture of a Gurdwara and the Gurdwara management thinks that you are suspicious it can lead to you being stopped and searched under terrorism legislation. Isn’t that wonderful ! All this in a country that lectures others on human rights.
For those from Woolwich still doubting my story, visit my flickr account and see all the Gurdwara Pictures :
http://www.flickr.com/photos/12445197@N05/sets/72157611278213681/