I lived in Southall in the 70s, which is home to quite a sizeable Sikh community. An elderly friend would walk around in full ceremonial outfit with this tucked into a wide red and gold sash all of the time. Out only fear was that he might trip and hurt himself as he fell. On certain festival days, he would be joined by any number of the same. Never a problem, never an issue. A bit like the Scottish skean dhu, it is part of the outfit.
While Sikhs have an historic reputation for being warlike, the ones I know are gentle very kind people who would never use in anger.
How to deal with doom-y thoughts
My daughter is lying about me and editing me out of her life.


