The day of October 21, 1989 was a day of great happiness for Khalistan.
On that day, at 11 o’clock, we were taken from the jail to the
courthouse. When we arrived at the courts, we were still in the car when
the police came and told us that we would have to take our shoes off
before entering the courthouse. We refused to take off our shoes. The
judge was thinking that we might beat him to death with them. We sent
the judge a message that we would never do such a lowly thing and that
if he had any doubts, he could have us handcuffed, but we would never
remove our shoes. The judge agreed to what we said and did not even have
We were presented in the courthouse. The judge came and met us
especially with folded hands. Right upon sitting down, the judge
announced his not-guilty verdict for brother Nirmal Singh. Then the
judge said to us that we were guilty in the General Vaidiya case. The
judge asked our lawyers about a reduced sentence but we had already
forbidden them that they should not say anything about it. Then the
lawyers came to us and asked if they could ask the judge to reduce our
sentences. We said that they should not and that we ourselves would talk
to him about it.
The judge then called veer Sukhdev Singh to the stand. The judge said to
veer Sukhdev Singh, “You have been convicted in this case. Say something
about your punishment.” Sukhdev Singh replied, “The day that the wicked
government attacked Darbar Sahib, on that day I had decided that my life
was the Panth’s and it didn’t matter if it went today or tomorrow. At
that time I had thought that until I have taken revenge for the
disrespect to Darbar Sahib, and do not achieve Khalistan, I will not sit
in peace. When this life is the Panths, then what care do I have about
the punishment? You may announce any punishment you like.” Then veer
started shouting jaikaras and slogans for Khalistan.
Then the judge called me. Sukhdev Singh had returned to his spot and sat
down. The judge then said to me, “you have been convicted in the Gen.
Vaidiya case. Say something about your punishment.” I said to the judge,
“that day when I began to walk on this path, that day I wrote my life
off to the Panth. While I live I will continue to punish the enemies of
humanity like Gen. Vaidiya and will fight until Khalistan is achieved.
When this life and existence is the Panth’s, then what do I fear of any
punishment? You can announce any punishment.”
The judge then asked us, “Are you prepared to sacrifice for Khalistan?”
We replied, “yes, we are ready to sacrifice for Khalistan.” By that
time, journalists had also arrived. The judge then did not announce his
sentence. The time for the sentence was set for one hour later at 1pm.
When the judge was leaving, I said to him, “My mother and my other
relatives are sitting at Shivaji Nagar Courts. Please call them.” The
judge then ordered the DSP that my mother and family should be brought
and they should not be given any trouble. The judge said, “Until his
family arrive, I will not announce the verdict.” The judge then left.
Mata jee and the rest of the family couldn’t be found at the courts
because they had gone to the Gurdwara. Because of this, they couldn’t
come to the sentencing.
The judge returned at 2.05pm and began to read the sentencing. At
2.17pm, veer Sukhdev Singh was called to the stand and was awarded the
death sentence. He accepted this award with jaikaaray and slogans for
Khalistan. Then Nirmal Singh was called to the stand and pronounced not
When the judge was reading his sentencing, his voice was shaking and his
hands were trembling. He was having trouble speaking.
The judge then called me to the stand. He also gave me the award of
death. Just like veer, I too shouted jaikaaray in happiness and shouted
slogans for Khalistan and Sant Jarnail Singh Bhindranwale. We also
thanked him for sending us to the gallows.
We then said to the judge, “today is a very happy day for Khalistan. On
this, our happiest occasion, we want to throw a party.” The judge
replied, “I am very thankful to you. You have helped me very much.” We
also thanked the judge. We told the judge that we wanted to meet the
Press, but the judge requested that we not do so today but some other
time. We agreed.
We were then taken back to jail. We came back and began to distribute
barfee (Indian sweet). When the people in the jail found out we had been
sentenced to death, they didn’t eat it. So we ate it ourselves.
After two days, Balwinder Singh and Nirmal Singh went to the court in
the bank case and the lawyers told them that the night of the
sentencing, the judge could not sleep at all. All night the judge kept
calling the lawyers and kept saying he could not sleep because it was
the first time he had ever sentenced anyone to hang. “I did not want to
sentence them to death. I had no choice. I have affection for them (Jinda
and Sukha) from my heart. I have never met such people before. They are
very good people. I will put up their photos in my house.”
But mother, your sons slept very happily that night. It was just like a
farmer sleeps happily after having taken care of his crop.
Then that day, in front of everyone, the judge said to Balwinder Singh
and Nirmal Singh that he wanted our and their photos because he wanted
to put them in his home. The judge said he felt affection for us from
his heart. Saying this, the judge began to cry.
The lawyers told Nirmal Singh that at first the judge had written a 20
year sentence in the Vaidiya case but when he came to announce his
sentence and Harjinder Singh and Sukhdev Singh began to shout Khalistan
slogans, and said that they were willing to sacrifice for Khalistan, the
judge cut the 20 years and replaced it with death. Because of this, he
wanted an extra hour to announce the sentence. The judge was compelled
to announce the sentence of death. Today we have ordered a Diwali card
for the judge and tomorrow we’ll send it to him.
Mother, Father, veer jee, at this happy time, do not feel sad. Mother,
remain in chardee kalaa just like you were in Poona. What greater
happiness can a mother have than for her sons to be executed for their
faith? To celebrate this happy moment, ladoos should be given out.
Mother, you gave the newspapers in Poona chardee kalaa statements.
Reading those statements, everyone was amazed. Mata jee, only our hearts
knows how much happiness we felt after reading your statements. You all
should always remain in chardee kalaa.
This world is a play. Like a performer has put on a show and people see
it and feel happy. After a short while, that performance is over. Just
like that, the world too is a big show. For a while we see the show but
its end does not take long at all. Know it for certain that one who is
born will certainly die. Just like night naturally follows the day,
death certainly follows life.
How long can someone run along a wall? It’s end will eventually come.
Like this, life’s limited breaths also finish. Whatever we see in the
world, besides God, is transitory. The eternal and life-giving naam-nectar
is pouring down everywhere though. But it only falls in the mouths of
those who are sanmukh to their Guru. Those who have attached their
consciousness to the Guru’s baanee have their lives become sacred. They
are accepted before God.
Otherwise Mata jee, we will not appeal to the Supreme Court. You already
know about this. I read your statement and was very happy to see you say
that you will not appeal to the Supreme Court. If we did, it would not
only be our disgrace, but the Panth’s as well. Even if someone asks you
to, do not appeal. I am proud of you. Our spirits are with your spirits.
Mother, your sons have passed the real test of life.
“The end of these evil Gangus is not far now [Gangu was the Brahmin who
betrayed Mata Gujri and the Sahibzadas]. We have won. The entire Sikh
community has raised its voice against oppression. Whoever fights
against oppression has already won. We are not enslaved: we are free
because we did not accept slavery. We are fighting enslavement. We may
be imprisoned in jails but our hearts and minds are free to recite naam
and do ardaas for the chaRdee kalaa of the Panth. These evil Gangus can
chain our bodies but they cannot chain our minds. They cannot change our
beliefs with their oppression and torture.”
“If today we face the gallows, do not think that we
are being sent there. We are going to the gallows by our own will. Even
after accepting responsibility for our actions we could have easily
been acquitted. If we wanted, we could have bought out our death (for
only one lakh). But we consider going to the gallows as the best thing
for the Panth. Your veers will happily kiss the noose that will hang us.
What is this one life? We could give one lakh lives for this cause. For
Khalistan, we will shed every drop of our blood and will rest only after
having achieved it.”
Letter By Bhai Harjinder Singh Jinda
Bhai Sukhdev Singh Sukha
on October 27, 1989
To The President Of India
Kindly accept Sat Sri Akal (Salute to the Revered
Timeless) by the two Singhs (Sikhs) on their way to martyrdom.
Theoretically, it is appropriate to clarify that our
Rastrya (nation) is the Khalsa Panth absorbed into the Guru Granth
Sahib. We took the first vital steps towards the destination of
Khalistan by touching our foreheads with the foot-dust of this nation.
The elimination of Mr. Vaidya, the General of your forces engaged in
destroying the Khalsa Panth and its power, was a holy act on our
difficult path of martyrdom. It has once again brought the historical
truth to light the urge of the Khalsa Panth to breathe in freedom, its
self respect and honour cannot be finished.
We wish to clarify that we are not addressing these
words to you as an individual but as the head of a State that is
communal and Brahmanical. Whosoever occupies, occupied, or will occupy
this throne of falsehood, will be to us a symbol of oppression and
cruelty. We have not forgotten that when the "wedding party of sin" (the
Indian Armed Forces) was invading our Temple of God, a heathen in the
garb of a Sikh, was sitting in your place (Zail Singh). The Panth will
"Settle its accounts" with him, when Sikh history imparts its justice.
By invading the Golden Temple, your army tried to rob
a nation of saint-soldiers, living in its divine simplicity, of its joy.
It gave us a feeling once as if you succeeded in driving us to a point
of utter frustration. But by performing our historic task we have
reminded you that our heroes like Sukha Singh, Mehtab Singh, Udham Singh
are shadowing your tyrants like Wazida, Lakhpat, Rebeiro, Dawyer.
We accept with great joy the penalty of death
pronounced by your court of law alienated from the divine blessings and
fallen to the Brahmanical reflexes, for whatever we undertook in
accordance with the vision of the Khalsa. By touching the sharp edge of
death we are moving towards fullness. Without martyrdom the magnificent
fair of life cannot come into full swing.
The fact is that the Brahmanical form of Hinduism
thinks of the Akal Takhat and its thought-complex related to the
movement and play of eternal in vulgar pragmatic terms. This sort of
limited thinking of Brahmanical Hinduism puts the great institution of
the Khalsa Panth on a very low pedestal and elaborates it in a very
harsh practical sense. From this narrow angle the Akal Takhat is reduced
to an ordinary building or at the most to a place of worship. The Khalsa
Panth does not accept this situation. The Khalsa does not worship power,
rather it enters history by empowering itself. The truth from the Akal
Takhat has taught us that by being armed, the Khalsa has to snatch the
power of the powerful and by absorption into the Eternal Word, the
Khalsa has to assimilate the saintliness of the saint. This theory has
destroyed the centralized authority of power and saintliness (Miri-Piri)
and was very threatening to the Brahmanical stream of thought. Because
the new Sikh doctrine not only awakened the people, it also inspired
them to organize themselves for an armed struggle under the leadership
of the Akal Takhat by shattering falsehood of Brahmanical thought. The
Masters of Centralism at once came into action.
They began to repeat the well-designed danger to the
"unity and integrity of the country" to retain power and encouraged the
rise of "Personal Gurus" in the arena of religion.
The thought of Brahmanical reflexes had in fact
started attacking the consciousness of the Sikh Gurus ever since its
emergence, but on 15th August after assuming imperial authority, the
Brahmanical thought took still nastier forms. In the last few decades,
your parliament, courts, educational institutions and media have tried
to humble the consciousness of the Khalsa through the subtler force of
majoritarianism and material monopoly.
We are not hesitant to say that conspiracies have
been hatched and very subtle arrangements have been made at the
psychological level to destroy the great institutions, traditions,
originality and unique sovereignty of the Khalsa Panth. The destruction
of the Akal Takhat by sending in lakhs of soldiers was part of this
larger conspiracy. In this situation, it hardly needs saying, how
justified it was to eliminate the military general Vaidya who was not
only a part of this conspiracy but also responsible for its planning and
implementation. By completing this holy and historic task, we have
unburdened our conscious and proved that the real force of the Khalsa
Panth is and will remain free from the Brahmanical reflexes in all ages.
By cautioning the Khalsa Panth of these strategies we have won the love
of Guru Gobind Singh.
When nations wake up, even history begins to shiver.
During such momentous movement a Banda Bahadur bids farewell to his
peace-dwelling and destroys a state of oppression like Sirhind, a Che
Guevera turns down a ministership of Cuba, loads a gun on his breast and
entrenches against the enemies in the forest of Bolivia, a Nelson
Mandela rejects the ideology of apartheid and prefers to spend his life
in a dark prison cell.
And we have the privilege of being in the loving care
and companionship of that unique general of the Panth Sant Jarnail Singh
Bhindranwale, blessed by the valiant and transcendental visionary Guru
Gobind Singh. We are tiny particles of dust of the numberless heroic
jewels of the Sikh nation who walked on the sharp edge of the Dagger,
the Khanda, given to us by Guru Gobind Singh. Only the chosen few get
the honour of laying down their lives for the nation. We are proud of
In no way is it just to accuse us of an unheroic act
in attacking an unarmed man. We wish to remind you that by misusing your
vast resources you have tried your utmost to humiliate us as a nation.
In every field you have tried to make us helpless. You are empowered
with your massive armed force and equipped with the most advanced
military arsenal of our times. You have made us inadequate to fight you
in the open battlefield. In the present situation there is no other
alternative with us except to use the kind of method that we employed on
General Vaidya to punish the tyrants for their evil deeds. When you are
already waging an undeclared war on our nation, guerrilla attacks are
not our pleasure but an historical compulsion. Please do not forget this
fact of history that during the 18th century when robbers like Abdalis
and Nadarshah were driving your daughters to Kabul like enroped flocks
of animals, our brave Sikh brethren from their jungle and desert
hideouts fiercely attacked the robbers. Even the frightened enemies had
to praise our courage. We are fired with a generous humanism. Our grip
extends to the entire life with its beat and vibration.
In the last one decade there have been very few
"actual" encounters between our soldiers and your forces. But wherever
those have occurred, the evidence in them of our valour and radiant
heroism, we are sure, is preserved in your confidential files. A
fragment of that fact once in a while slips through your newspapers as
well. Our Khalsa vigour is an aspect of our spiritual heritage. In such
moments of fight, spirituality radiates through the flasher of our
Oh. President representing Brahmanism Hear the words
of Kazi Noor Mohammad, an eye witness during the seventh invasion (1764
AD) of Ahmad Shah Abdali: "It looks as if guns were invented by these
Sikhs and not by Likman. Although many possess guns yet none understands
them more than the Sikhs. My observation will be confirmed by the 30
thousand brave soldiers who fought against them."
When we attacked General Vaidya, apart from his own
arms, he had with him a well equipped body guard. Our attack was part of
the same battlefield strategy that was once used by our hero- martyrs
Madan Lal Dhingra, Bhagat Singh, Kartar Singh Sarabha, and even today it
is used by revolutionaries the world over, and considered right.
Through you we also wish to transmit this message
that we harbour no enmity towards the great people and land of India. We
are not touched even a bit by hatred for the people of India. Not only
to embrace our people, we are restless to embrace the whole of the earth
and the sky. We intoxicatedly remember the entire cosmos and worship the
life that vibrates in it.
The Khalsa is inseparably and lovingly related to the
people of India: the millions of Dalits, the workers who earn their
living through honest labour, the Muslims and other minorities, and all
those homeless and destitute who have remained oppressed and exploited
by Brahmanism for centuries. They are all our kith and kin. Our Master
Rider of the blue horse (Guru Gobind Singh) recognized them much
earlier. All those termed by the proud Brahmin the lowly, scavengers,
shoemakers, mean professioned, became the beloved sons of our Tenth
Father. They rose to Generalships in the army of the Khalsa. Thrones and
honours kissed them. Without fantasizing, we are declaring in the midst
of history that our gurus loved the metapoetry (bani) of those divine
souls drenched with a passion for the Dalit brotherhood. The gurus
bestowed the highest honours on them and included their (bani) along
with their own in the Guru Granth Sahib. The spirit of the Dalits and
their pain are aspects of our own anguish. We are touched by the warmth
of their door. There is hardly any Agro Industry in the Punjab. Heavy
industry is totally nonexistent. We want to keep our capital safe for
our development, but you are exploiting us as if we are your colony.
You have not spared an effort to hurt our culture. By
damaging our heritage you want to keep us in a miserable psychological
state so that we may feel embarrassed over our language, culture and
proud history. Your strategy is to destroy us from "within" and reduce
us to your slaves so that you may keep on sucking our blood without any
You want us to adopt your rootless culture of razzle
dazzle as our way of life. You want to uproot our culture and take away
our source of life. You think our history is not worthy of any
But now we keep track of your ever step. Still a
vital blood flows in our veins. We will structure our way of life
according to our originality and history. Every one knows that without
getting political power it is not possible for any nation to guard its
culture. It is not possible for us to keep our cultural and national
identity intact without establishing a Sovereign Khalistan. We are
offering our heads for achieving our goal; Our True Guru has granted a
sovereign State to us, we have won his blessing by offering our heads.
Now we beg to address our Khalsa Panth. The way of
the Khalsa is very trying. It is sharper than the edge of a Dagger, the
Khanda, and subtler than a strand of hair. The Khalsa panth at all cost
has to preserve the original and pure form of its great struggle. The
struggle is a diving journey inspired by a transcendental consciousness.
During these moments of struggle, the Khalsa is to remain continuously
absorbed into the Guru Granth Sahib, no matter how many cruelties are
inflicted and provocation is given, the Khalsa has to keep its cool and
discipline in the horrible and barbaric situations. The Khalsa has to
preserve its traditions established by the valiant Sikhs through
In comparison with the violence of the enemy, the
violence of the Khalsa abounds in divine qualities and spiritual
blessings. The Khalsa has to give such a divine form and beauty to its
struggle that it may even burden the conscience of the enemy with the
realization of its own sin. Such a moral miracle will be possible only
if the concentration on the guru of the Khalsa and rhythm of the Guru
Granth Sahib remain fully connected and intact. The Guru Granth Sahib is
the main source of our life- stream and spiritual power. It is also the
chief spring of our inspiration to advance towards the destination of
If concentration on the guru and the internal rhythm
of the Guru Granth Sahib are the main lifestream of the Khalsa, then it
is also necessary to say a few words to the militants who are intensely
in love with the stream. In this terrible crisis of history, the
concentration on the guru and the rhythm of the Guru Granth Sahib are
the only armed brigades. The are the army of the Timeless Man, and they
are the guardians of the pure consciousness of the Khalsa. We too had
the honour of having been the humble parts of these forces.
It is true that we are confronting a vast material
State that has at its command all the worldly resources, horrifying
scientific inventions, a capacity to attack and disable the intellect
and praxis. The state can also weaken us through penetration and
strategies of its intelligence. It can also develop shocking plans and
more than everything else it can assemble huge armies. But so what? The
Khalsa can send shivers into the spine of the enemy and shake its State
with its spiritual might. It is not the bodies alone that fight. It was
only a miracle of the Khalsa spiritual strength that even with its tiny
number the Khalsa subdued the 10 lakh army of the Mughals at the Castle
During the last decade we have overwhelmed this State
of Brahmanical prejudices with martyrdom. We have been hailed in all
corners. Now the matter is not restricted to the possible creation of
Khalistan alone. Several oppressed nations of India have come out in the
open to fight for their freedom. The Dalit brothers, specially are
liberating themselves from the destructive influence of Brahmanism. The
so-called hue and cry made for "unity and integrity" does not touch them
any more. They have well understood the cunning of Brahmanical rulers
veiled behind this hue and cry. Although these are magnificent
accomplishments of our movement still we are not free from big mistakes
Sometimes, during our struggle we do commit something
that is neither morally unique nor pious. Although we are marching
towards our goal of achieving Khalistan with determination yet still we
have not fully learnt how to go through this difficult terrain. The
understanding and experience of our struggle are still diluted and
surfacial. We have still to develop a large vision that crosses decades
We still keep doing something that gives our enemy an
opportunity to question our proud and glorious history. Several times
our arms have wrecked the joys, blossom and aspirations of those who had
never directly hurt our movement.
It appears sometimes as if we were trying to strike
terror among the people although our commitment to the ninth Guru is
nether to terrify nor to get terrified.
Oh valiant brethren! Why are not our actions and
deeds firing many colours and proliferating unusual effects of life? Why
to give the people an excuse that a wide gap has appeared between our
mind, word and action. When we sin we become drunk with victory of fault
and when we lose we do not investigate its real sons. As a result a
chain of losses begins. In such a situation we do not urge to
re-integrate ourselves with the transcendental consciousness of the
Khalsa, nor do we seek the blessing of the guru's abode.
We are becoming martyrs, going to jails, bearing
every attack of the enemy, but still in our basic thought, the gratitude
to the Lord, patience and commitment have not fully penetrated.
Sometimes, the glory of the material status, its power and shine
captivate us, as a result we fall prey to material values and miracles.
During such moments we do not passionately pray before the Guru Granth
Sahib to keep our unique character by heroism and spirituality higher
and untouched by narrow ends.
Several times we suffer from indecision. To free
ourselves from this state instead of getting close to the guru we rather
choose distance. We are forgetting that during disagreement among us,
the resolution of the entire Khalsa adopted at the Akal Takhat can
cement and guide us. Oh Brave brethren drenched with the divine love of
the sixth guru, Hargobind Sahib! Why don't you flock towards the Akal
Takhat for guidance? Our guru spreading his arms awaits us.
At times, our baseless suspicions divide us into
groups. We then patronize our group, and to protect it we unnecessarily
accuse the other groups of crossing all limits. Our sword proudly falls
on their necks. The militants of the Khalsa Panth have to meet this
serious challenge of the moment with determination and love, with a
prayer for the enhancement of wisdom and humility of the mind. Will you
follow this path our brethren after we are gone?
Oh militant comrades of the procession of those
walking with their heads on the palms for sacrifice! You carry on your
shoulders the historic responsibility of recognizing the mail lifestream
and original form of the Khalsa and also the responsibility of
identifying the deadly current of ignorance and temptation. This
current, to obtain power, has fallen to act on Brahmanical practices.
Please understand the narrow motives concealed behind this current that
on surface appears to be pro- Sikh. Wage a war against it. Its divisive
tendencies are to be strongly resisted. The people associated with this
current have lost their faith in the higher struggle. They have been
tempted by the Brahmanical reflexes and its allied power hierarchies.
They have begun to like evanescent colours. Their actions do not reflect
the message of Guru Nanak's transcendental journey: Nor do they flash
any divine experience. Their state mirrors a schism between the mind and
word. Declare that these people are false and they have disowned our
panth. If they want to be owned by the Khalsa and they feel that there
is still in them a secret of truth enunciated by Guru Nanak let them
advance straight towards Khalistan otherwise they will be thrown into
the dustpan of history.
Respected President Ji! After these few words with
our nation we again address you. When we bid farewell to the world it
will be a strange meeting of numerous contradictions. If we look at the
world insightfully, the while world is in turmoil, a powerful turmoil.
With an alien eye it may look to be a destructive development. It feels
as if human peace and action were going through acute disturbance, but
the people with intuition can see all this from a difference angle
The humankind's aspiration for freedom cannot be
controlled in any system. Any effort to destroy this aspiration gets
self- defeated in history. We are witnessing the same happening in our
The same passion for freedom burning like a flame in
the depths of humankind gave birth to the great French Revolution. And
then in the beginning of this century, we are watching the tumbling of
the Tsarist regime that had become a symbol of terror and tyranny.
But whatever systems have been built up on the ruins
of Tsarism, have not succeeded in fully preserving and understanding the
rush and aspiration of human freedom. All these massive artifices are
showing cracks. What an irony of our times that the same people who had
raised our ancestors' flag of freedom became the murderers of freedom.
We are saying this with deep sorrow that the same
lands where lakhs of people laid down their lives fighting the Nazis,
today are providing shelter to the murderers of the Sikhs. Wee mean the
country of the great Tolstoy and Lenin, the Soviet Union and its East
European allies, where the killers of hundreds of Sikh youth like Buta
and Rebiero are taking shelter under the pretext of holding diplomatic
responsibilities. But at the same time fresh winds of freedom blowing in
these countries give us a hope that these countries will not remain safe
shelters for these murderers of mankind. To us that time is not distant
when the people of these countries will hand over these criminals to us
so that the can be given their due in the court of the Khalsa.
The dark storm of oppression that is blowing over the
Khalsa and the fire of tyranny that is burning it, must have touched at
least a little, the soul of Lincoln, Emerson, Rouseau, Voltaire and
Shakespeare because the people fighting for their freedom and
sovereignty have the same blood flowing in their veins. But permit us to
say that among the people of these great men's lands the urge to push
their tradition is dying. Their spiritual values are drying up, they are
unable to see the new sun shining in the land of Khalistan whose rays
will also radiate the universe. We are hoping that they will accept the
reality of Khalistan. We appeal to the United Nations to recognize the
face of Khalistan so that the Khalsa nation can make historic
contribution to the international peace and security according to the UN
Charter, and may also help in building up their relations of tolerance
and goodwill among India and its neighbours.
Honourable President Ji! We are going to look into
the eyes of death because we believe that the flag of life's glory flies
even in the face of death. Not only us, but our entire nation has taken
birth from the art of keeping its head on its palm. The guns of evil
will never frighten us.
In this era of betrayals we are going to meet our
beloved in full faith and wholesomely. Our martyrdom will radiate only
integration. We are feeling that martyrdom is a transcendence of all
fears, greed's and obscene physical desires. The consciousness of the
Khalsa is the most pure and luminous during the moments of martyrdom.
We have chosen the path of martyrdom so that the ever
fresh face of the Khalsa and its unique glory can come into its own once
again, and enlighten the whole world. In their eternal joy and grace the
Gurus blessed us with a spark of their love. With that spark we are on
full blossom. Our love for freedom has taken us to the state of cosmic
We have met our True Guru. The fairies of the eternal
symphony have arrived to congratulate us with all their families at this
momentous hour of meeting.
Martyrdom has a unique relish of its own. How
wonderful is it beyond the material and ineffable emotions!
Please tell our nation not to be sorrowful. The sweet
remembrance of, Guru Gobind Singh flows like a river in us. Please tell
them that the stream of love of the Tenth Guru has already gushed forth
in us. We are going towards the altar in higher peace and divine poise.
We are riding a unique boat that the currents are unable to sink.
The maker has put together all the wood perfectly, O
Nanak my Lord will not let even lakhs of sea currents sink the boat.
The Khalsa has upheld the belief that whenever death
comes, accept it with joy. For this reason please tell all those
warriors of the world bringing with the fire of freedom not to let go
mellow the challenge thrown by us. Let their bursting bullets become a
lament on our death.
The rope of gallows is dear to us like the embrace
our Lover but if we are condemned to be the prisoners of war, we will
wish bullets to kiss the truth lurking in our breasts so that the sacred
ground of Khalistan becomes more fertile with our warm blood.
Long Live Khalistan!!!!
We are restless to drink the pint of martyrdom of
Bhai Harjinder Singh Jinda & Bhai Sukhdev Singh
Enclosure: Atrocities Perpetrated On The Sikhs
Dear Rastrapati Ji,
We are giving below the methods of torture, humiliation and atrocities
used by your state against the Sikhs. These have been mentioned by the
humanitarian organizations and individuals who hold prestige in their
respective fields. These organizations and individuals are not seen
directly or emotionally connected with our movement. They have been
forced to write about the extreme violations of human rights of our
people. We wish you to know and witness the continuous repression and
atrocities perpetrated against the Sikhs by your army, paramilitary
forces and the police. We are not presenting all this to you to win your
sympathy, nor do we wish you repent by taking pity on us. In fact by
situating you in this picture we want to have the verdict of the people
of the world over the extent you have violated the UNO's Declaration on
Human Rights, the Geneva Convention, and many other international
treaties. We are mentioning below the violations and atrocities:
To interrogate the Sikhs, a round log of wood is placed on their legs,
and after putting heavy weight on the log it is rotated on the legs.
Chilli powder is sprinkled in the eyes and sex organs of the Sikhs.
Sikhs are hung upside down from the ceilings till they became
The body joints are battered.
Electric shocks are administered to the genitals making most of the
Sikh women, during interrogation, are hurt in their sex organs. Filthy
abuse is showered on them.
Violence is inflicted on the parents in presence of their sons and
daughters and vice-versa.
Brothers are forced to beat sisters and vice versa. violence is
inflicted on adult girls after stripping them naked and their sex organs
are damaged. They are sexually assaulted, pregnancies are terminated of
the expectant females.
Crotchets are pulled apart.
The victims of inhuman violence are made to sit naked in winter, and
under the sun in summer, kept sleepless for days in solitary cells.
Sikhs are subjected to severe beatings and filthy abuse in the presence
of their village folks.
Dead bodies of Sikhs killed in fake encounters are not handed over to
their parents to conceal marks of excessive violence.
The state manipulates tailored post mortem reports from the doctors, and
burns the dead bodies of the Sikhs after falsely declaring them
All sorts of excesses are made on the parents of underground Sikh
Indiscriminate atrocities are committed on the parents of the
underground youth of the area where some militant action takes place.
Atrocities are committed without caring for one's age, health, life or
death. If some one luckily survives such brutal excesses, it is well and
good But if one dies while under "interrogation", then such a dead body
is taken out, pierced with some bullets, and a news item is sent that a
dreaded terrorist has been shot dead in an encounter.
Houses of underground Sikh youths are demolished, their belongings are
looted, crops destroyed, their tube well motors are taken away, and they
are prevented from sowing crops.
Even animals of the families of underground Sikh youth are subjected to
police anger. After summoning the families to the police station,
villagers are told not to take care of the animals of the families of
the underground youth. Generally the animals starve to death.
False cases are registered against innocent Sikh youths, later they are
let off taking fat bribes.
Reporters giving true reports are arrested, an undeclared censorship is
imposed on them to stop them from exposing police atrocities.
Peaceful protests by the Human rights organizations are prohibited.
Press is used to launch vicious and false propaganda against the Sikhs.
Hardened criminals are inducted into Sikh movement to help in arresting
the Sikh revolutionaries and sabotage the movement. Such criminals are
inducted to tarnish the fair name of the Sikh revolutionaries are now
called the "Black Cats" in the Punjab. Under SSP Izhar Alam, such
criminal gangs were named the "Alam Sena." Besides, such police
sponsored bands of criminals also operated under the name of Panthic
Tiger Force and "Red Brigade." The director general of the police
himself admitted about the "Black Cats" bands. In his interview to the
India Today on Sept. 15, 188, KPS Gill had announced without an iota of
shame that the security forces in Punjab cannot do anything without the
help of secret bands (Black Cats).
Thousands of innocent pilgrims, children, females, aged people, who got
encircled in the Golden Temple during Operation Bluestar were made to
die through starvation and thirst. The whole of Punjab was converted
into a vast jail by clamping curfew on the entire area. The army
bulletin branded all Amritdhari Sikhs as terrorists.
Indian army desecrated the Gurdwaras and committed such atrocities on
the Sikhs that even the soul of Ahmed Shah Abdali might have felt
The targets of army guns were none else but religious persons, devotees,
pilgrims, ladies, old people, children or some militants whom the Indian
government deemed as terrorists.
No neutral observer was allowed to take stock of the situation.
The injured during the attack on the Golden Temple were subjected to
extreme partiality. Whereas every assistance and facility was made
available to the injured army personnel, there was no such provision for
the wounded belonging to the other side.
The number of prisoners taken was rather small. There is ample scope for
doubt that the Indian army had thought it better to eliminate the
thousands of people seized in the Golden Temple instead of taking them
prisoners or having to provide them with medical assistance.
No need was felt to perform religious rites for the dead pilgrims and
Before consigning the dead bodies to flames, no effort was made to
identify them. No relatives were informed.
No dead bodies were handed over to the next of kin. In such a situation
only the dead or those wishing to be dead could be present at the last
All dead bodies were placed in heaps and then consigned to flames. IT
was never insured that among the dead there could also be some Muslim
devotees. To cremate is against the tenets of Islam.
No need was felt to give a list of the dead to the Red Cross or any
other International Agency.
Despite such atrocities, no commission was appointed to go into this
dark episode. Even the British, the foreign rulers, had cared to
appoint the Hunter commission to inquire into the Jallianwalla Massacre
which was of a much less magnitude on the other hand. The Indian
government, on the other hand, took all steps to hide the excesses of
Long Live Khalistan
We are restless to drink the pint of martyrdom of Khalistan.
Bhai Harjinder Singh Jinda & Bhai Sukhdev Singh
Letters Sent By Bhai Sukhdev Singh Sukha & Bhai
Harjinder Singh Jinda In The Final Week Before Their Shaheedi On October 9, 1992.
October 2, 1992
That blessed hour which we were awaiting impatiently
for such along time , will come at 4am on 9-10-1992. God has been very
merciful to us. We consider ourselves very lucky. The preparations for
your brothers’ weddings are complete but the world doesn’t know about it. Look at the fear of these rulers!
One day their senior doctor came and said he wanted to weigh us, etc. He
measured our height, weight, and neck-span. The next day he came again.
We thought perhaps he had found out by now. We said, “Doctor Sahib, what
do you come to see every day? We’ll go to the gallows laughing. You’ll
be there too. You’ll see, there aren’t many days left now.”
The doctor was stunned and swore he had no idea what were talking about.
He said no one had told him yet. He then remarked that his presence was
necessary at the hanging and that it was necessary for him to be told
once the date of the hanging had been set, but he didn’t know why he
hadn’t been told yet. We said, “Look at the power of these rulers. Even
when they’re going to hang someone, they tremble that no one find out
Beloved brothers, it is very strict here now. We only have four sheets
of paper with us and we got those with great difficulty after putting a
lot of pressure. They don’t let us write letters to anyone. It is so bad
that they haven’t even let us write to our parents about the date being
set yet. The date has been finalized for three days now, but no
newspaper has been allowed to carry the story.”
“Even while imprisoned by the enemy, we wanted to teach them such a
lesson that even just seeing a Sikh should make them shake. Quite a
while ago, their Defense Minister Sharad Pawar came to the jail. At that
time he was Maharashtra’s Chief Minister. He came to our area and we
said, “If you give us grief, just think about what will happen to you…”
His face went pale and he replied, “No, no trouble will be given to
you.” It was during Sharad Pawar’s time in office that Maharashtra’s
jails had new yards built, which had iron bars even on top of them to
make them like cages. No fresh air could come into them. Lots of regular
Sikhs were arrested under TADA and thrown in these yards. None of them
had hearings in courts. Seeing all this, it came to our mind that why
not get some weapons and while sitting here, teach these dushts a
lesson. Lots of other big Ministers used to also come to the jail.
During our stay in jail we stayed here with pride and belligerence but
the jail officials would harass the regular Sikhs a lot. They tried to
commit excesses on us as well. Many times they tried to force us to wear
prisoner uniforms, but we refused. We said, “we don’t accept your laws,
so why should we wear prisoner’s uniforms?” We used to grab the Jail DIG
and Superintendent by the neck and ripped many uniforms and slapped some
other officials. We roughed them up with resolution. We humiliated them
in every way. We’ve pushed them so far that they start to shake just
thinking about coming into our yard.
The day the Superintendent told us about our execution date, we said
that we wanted to send a telegram to our relatives but he said that he
had orders from the top that forget outside people, even within the jail
the date was to be kept a secret. He said that he had no choice and that
we could swear at him or whatever else, he controlled nothing. He said,
“one promise I will make is that I will let you see your family for a
final meeting. We replied, “we don’t care about any meeting and these
worldly relationships aren’t that important to us. But we’re astonished
that you people have fallen from even basic humanity and your rulers are
such cowards that they are afraid of even telling our families.” We said
a lot of other things and embarrassed the Superintendent. We said, “you
have good fortune otherwise even in your custody we would have sown you
what happens when you oppress Sikhs. We didn’t have a weapon reach us
and you’ve all been shaken to the core, if we got it, then you already
know what would have happened.”
Brothers, On 22-9-92, our jail was turned into a police cantonment. On
all four sides, commandos surrounded us. Our yard itself was surrounded
by more than 100 commandos. At that time we were doing paath when
suddenly they pounced. The jail DIG, IG (jail), Commissioner of Police
Poona, three DSPs and many other officials came. They came to us and
said that we should be handcuffed because they wanted to search our
cells. We grabbed the DIG and the Superintendent by the necks and began
to beat them all. We refused to be handcuffed and said they could search
the place but couldn’t touch anything. We would show them ourselves. We
said, “if you try to use force, until we have breath in our bodies we
will not let you enter our rooms. If you have the strength to take us,
come on.” But they quickly accepted our conditions and said that we
could show them everything. We knew why they had come. That police
officer from whom we had asked for a weapon had been caught because of
his misdeeds a couple days ago. The weapon had reached him, but for some
reasons he could not get it to us. After the confirmation of the Vaidiya
case in the Supreme Court, the jail had become very strict and because
of this, he was afraid and his intentions changed. If he wanted, despite
the strictness, he could have given it to us. No one comes to our yard
and if someone does come, he is searched. But when we are in front of
the guard room, the person on duty doesn’t have the courage to search
anyone. We used to give the prisoner that cleaned up our yard letters we
wanted taken out. That officer had the job of pressing clothes and we
used to send that prisoner to him [to find out about the weapon]. The
prisoner knew everything and was even ready to bring it for us because
we had given him some money. But we’ve found the truth now about why the
police officer wasn’t giving the weapon to us. He had given the weapon
to some thug who began to commit robberies with it and when he was
caught, spilled everything. That police officer is now in remand. He has
turned in four others from the jail who are also in remand. The
newspapers were telling this story with extra zest and were saying that
if Sukha and Jinda got the weapon, they would have escaped from jail.
But this is not the case. We had a big dusht in our sights and we think
we would have been successful. If we weren’t, the jail’s DIG,
Superintendent along with the deputy and senior jailer weren’t going
anywhere. We could’ve punished them any time we wanted.
The original DIG and Superintendent were alright with us but ever since
these new ones have come, we humiliated them to the limit but they still
wouldn’t stop trying to do lowly things. It’s because of this that we
had thought about punishing them.
Nowadays, the atmosphere in the jail is very changed. Poona Police along
with the MRP and other agencies have taken control of the jail. Besides
the Superintendent, everyone is very badly searched. They don’t even let
a bird come to our yard. All the work that prisoners used to come and do
like sweeping, etc. is now done by police officers. The officers and the
Hawaldars have been given fixed duties and no new police officer ever
comes. Ever since the commandos searched our cells, everyone, including
the Superintendent, is afraid of coming to our yard. If someone does
come, it is with special arrangements and they are still very afraid.
Since that day, quite a few big officers from the agencies came but they
didn’t have the courage to come into the yard. They stayed behind the
bars. We said that we wouldn’t harm them and they should come in, but
no…Now we have said that we won’t speak to anybody. Now no one comes.
One DIG said, what interrogation do you think we’re here to do? We just
come to see you. We asked, “What do you think after seeing us?” He
stayed quiet for a moment and then we asked, “You don’t see any fear on
our faces do you?” He said no. We said, “come see on our final day.
We’ll be laughing just like this.”
Bhai Sukhdev Singh Sukha, Bhai
Harjinder Singh Jinda & Bhai Nirmal Singh
Letters Sent By Bhai Sukhdev
October 3, 1992
We don’t know why the jailers have taken a hating to our clothes. Today
they came again with 20 or 25 police officers along with the jail’s DIG.
We were stubborn and said “Who’s going to come forward first?” They want
that we should be hung while wearing prisoner’s uniforms. But we will
try to go while wearing kesri dastaars, cholas and kacherras. We have
full faith in Satguru jee that our wish will be certainly fulfilled.
Today the police DSP came and asked for a kara as a momento. We said
“We’ll give you the kara, but then you’re going to have to do good
things with your hands.” He replied, “I already do good things.” Two
inspectors also took karas.
Today we’ve locked down early. Otherwise for the past few days we used
to lock up at 11 or 12 because the jail officials would cause some
problem and we’d refuse to be locked up. Until today, we’ve broken about
80 tube-lights in our yard, along with four cameras which used to always
show on jail TVs what was going on.
One night, we refused to be locked up and it was 10pm. Veer Harjinder
Singh began to read the newspaper. I said, “what have you grabbed the
newspaper for? Let’s talk. After all, how many days are left now? Veer
replied, “We went into the struggle together, have stayed together in
jail and ahead too…”
October 4, 1992
“The battle for Khalistan is different from all other wars that have
been fought or wars or movements that are being fought now. This is
because other struggles are based on worldly values while our war is
based on truth and freedom for the individual. The struggle for
Khalistan is not just political or subscribed to worldly values, it is
truly a dharam-yudh. We color ourselves with Dharam before going into
battle and our only support is Akaal Purakh. The Sikhi principles for
which we have started this dharam yudh are beloved to us. We don’t want
to achieve any worldly kingship that forces us to lose our dharam. Any
such Khalistan which is devoid of the colour of Dharam and which was
established by abandoning our faith will be suicidal for the Sikhs.”
“For our principles, we must fight a war that has a high character. For
those who travel this path, it is essential that they have a very high
character. The right to punish a dusht only goes to that Gurmukh who’s
own life and character is much higher than that dusht. Only by
on these lines will Satguru jee have mercy on us. We have no strength of
our own. Akaal Purakh will only give us power and strength if we stay
within the divine principles.
October 5, 1992
Beloved veers, yesterday they were asking your brothers about our final
wishes. We aid, “if you have the courage to fulfil the final wishes of
us Khalistanis, then we want that we should be hung in front of the
entire world so that people know how Sikhs go laughingly to the gallows
for the sake of truth and dharam.” We’ve written this down for them too.
Yesterday the newspapers carried news of our execution date, that too
was because of the Supreme Court. They [jail officials] had wanted that
the world find out only after the hanging. No one has come to meet us
yet. Perhaps they haven’t sent out a telegram yet.
From Bhai Harjinder Singh Jinda:
I just finished doing paath. Sukhdev veer is in front of me, lying in
his room reading the newspaper. We sent messages for you all to come
meet us, I don’t know if they sent them out or not. Today, because of
Dussehra, it was a holiday in the jail. Lock down took place a bit early
today, but we always lock down when we feel like it. The past couple
weeks have been very tense. Every day we locked down about four or five
hours late, so about 11pm. No one even had the courage to come tell us
to lock down. We used to lock down ourselves when we used to think that
the guards were hungry and thirsty for the whole day and also, we used
to start to feel sleepy. The Superintendent and the rest of the staff
used to stay until we locked down.
Letters Sent By Bhai
Harjinder Singh Jinda,
October 6, 1992
Let me tell you what happened today. I was doing paath from the gutka at
around noon time when a call came from the guard room, “Sardar jee, Sat
Sri Akaal!” They then called for me to come near. Sukhdev veer had
fallen asleep while doing paath. When I came near the guardroom, the DSP
and the IG from the CBI were standing there. The DSP laughed and said,
“Jinda jee, your face is beginning to glow more and more!” I replied,
“This is because of Satguru’s blessings. Come look on the day of the
hanging, it will glow even more.” The CBI’s IG had met me before in
Naasak Jail. I asked why he had come and he said that he just thought
he’d ask how we were doing. We talked for quite some time. After awhile,
Sukha veer also came.
The IG said, “You are brave. Even after being so close to death, there
is no sign of fear on your faces. There is in fact a glow.” I laughed
and said, “Otherwise you call us extremists and terrorists, and today
you are calling us brave?” The IG then replied, “You too have some
reason for which you are going to the gallows with laughter. We can say
whatever we want about you, you are still lions.” When leaving, he spoke
very warmly and said, “I will pray for you.” I said, “Don’t pray just
for us, pray for the well being of everyone.” A lot of things were said,
but because I don’t have enough paper, I can’t write them down.
Mother, Father, your sons have been greatly blessed by Satguru jee.
Today even death is afraid of your sons. We feel a weird sensation of
happiness and consider ourselves very lucky that Satguru jee has given
us so many blessings. Mother, I think about you and feel so proud that I
have received a godly mother with whose teachings I have now reached my
goal in life. It is my ardaas that in every life, I stay your son.
Mother, Father, always stay in chaRdee kalaa and meditate on naam. I am
proud of my entire family. Only two days remain until the hanging and I
don’t know if you will reach Poona or not. It seems that we’ll only be
able to meet only once on the last day. It doesn’t matter. God has given
us many meetings already. Even if it doesn’t happen, it doesn’t matter.
The entire family, relatives and those in our town should stay in
chaRdee kalaa and keeping japping naam. Sukhdev veer is also writing a
letter. Outside it is raining a bit. It is really beautiful weather.
Now let me tell you something funny. Yesterday or the day before, the
jailer came and asked in a quiet voice, “What is your final wish?” I
replied with a laugh, “hang the Superintendent in my place”. He laughed
very hard. I told two jokes to the IG as well. One was the
Superintendent one and the other was this: someone sentenced to hang is
asked his final wish and he says, “I want to eat a cantaloupe.” They
reply, “it’s not the season for cantaloupes…” the prisoner then says,
“That’s ok, I can wait…”
October 6, 1992
It’s nine at night. We haven’t locked up yet. All the officers are
sitting outside, cross-legged. I want to send everyone a separate
letter, but there isn’t enough time and our paper has run out. The jail
officials won’t let us send letters either. They took away all the
paper. Even our pen and paper look like AK 47s to them. Here, these
people’s sleep has been ruined. Everyone is terrified, but with all your
ardaases and Satguru jee’s blessings, we are roaring. That
great hour which we have been awaiting will come on 9-10-1992 at 4AM. We
can’t control our excitement.
We were talking to the jail officials just now about you. We said,
“everyone must have arrived by now, but you haven’t let us meet them.”
There isn’t anything called humanity in these people. The souls of
Chandoo and Gangu are live in them. We haven’t locked up, but we’re
still sitting inside. Veer Harjinder Singh is also writing a letter.
It’s raining a bit. Before it was raining quite hard.
No one should feel sad at our Shaheedi. This is a happy moment for all
of us and we’ve prepared boondee to distribute in
celebration. We’ve always got so much love from all of you. It is
because of all your ardaases that today we are in total chardee kalaa.
October 7, 1992
Last night I stopped my letter in between. We locked up at twelve last
night. I took my bedding outside and veer said, “you sleep, I’ll keep
guard.” At 11pm, the Superintendent and his other people came. Veer got
angry and like wrestler took his chola off and got ready. He grabbed the
Deputy Superintendent by the neck and roughed everyone up pretty badly.
We said, “we don’t care about the meetings, but we didn’t think you all
would fall so much. You are such cowards. Your treachery and excesses
are the reason we are fighting. We have never bowed and will never bow
in the future. Look at your humanity, in the end, you have even stopped
letting us meet Nirmal Singh.”
We started to feel sleepy, so we locked up by our own will at 12. Say
Fateh to our aunts from Jandiala and Rana. Veer has come up to stand by
the bars and his eyes have fallen on this letter as well. Now, with a
load of love, let us end this letter. Forgive our faults.
Sukhdev Singh, Harjinder Singh.
October 8, 1992
Bhai Jinda and Bhai Sukha did not write any further. From 10am till 10pm
on October 8th, they met with their families. During these meetings,
they showed no fear at all. In fact, they were happier than usual. They
forcefully told their family that after their Shaheedee, no one should
try to take political advantage and no one should build a memorial or
Gurdwara for them.
Bhai Jinda’s mother asked the girl family members who came to do a
gidhaa as her son was going to be married tomorrow. Before leaving, Bhai
Jinda’s mother took her son’s face in her hands and said, “Wherever you
go, be happy. And know that I am proud of you.” She did not cry. Her
face was red with emotion.
From 10pm until 12 am Bhai Jinda and Bhai Sukha rested.
October 9, 1992 -
Day of Martyrdom
Bhai Sukha and Bhai Jinda woke up at 12am. The bathed and until 3am they
did paath. They had prepared some dahee (yogourt) which they then ate
along with one apple each. They then did their final ardaas and keertan
They dressed in white cholas with kesri dastaars and kamarkassas. Bhai
Jinda shook hands with the jail officials and thanked them for keeping
them for 5 years. Bhai Sukha and Jinda also asked about their 30+
relatives who were in Poona. When they were lead to the gallows, they
shouted jaikaaras. They walked with long strides. Bhai Nirmal Singh who
was in a cell near the gallows also replied to the jaikaraas.
The two Singhs climbed the gallows with smiles. They had wanted to bring
sweets for the executioners, but perhaps they were not allowed. They
kissed their nooses and even though they wanted to put them around their
own necks, were not allowed to do so. The time had come and according to
Bhai Nirmal Singh, Bhai Jinda shouted loudly to Bhai Sukha, “Veer
Sukhiaa! Roar a Fateh!” He then heard jaikaraas. And then they stopped.
Bhai Sukha and Bhai Jinda were kept hanging for 30 minutes. They were
hung together. For the execution, 4 Deputy Police Commissioners, 10
assistant Police Commissioners, 14 inspectors, 145 sub-inspectors and
1275 officers had been assigned.
At quarter to 5 in the morning, police vehicles came to the Poona
Gurdwara Sahib where the families were staying. They took the family to
a police station outside Poona from where they were taken further.
The family was then taken to a spot near the Moola River where a part of
a sugarcane field had been cleared. Bhai Sukha and Bhai Jinda’s bodies
had been brought to the site in a truck. The family brought clothes and
items for the cremation and despite police protests, insisted on doing
everything themselves. They washed the bodies and Bhai Jinda and Bhai
Sukha’s fathers lit the pyres at 6.20am. No relative showed any sadness
but instead congratulated each other. Three bibis from Jammu did keertan.
The ashes were not given to the family.