Thursday, July 9, 2009

Ik Kudi Jida Naam Mohabbat

I had heard this song by Rabbhi Shergill...

and on googling, found the lyrics here.

I think its a great poem and I'm copying it here. Someone introduce me to more of this kind of poetry!

The original poem by Shiv Kumar Batalvi is posted below:

ISHTEHAAR
Ik kuddi jida naa muhabbat, Goum hai.
Saad muraadi, soni phabbat, Goum hai.

Soorat ousdi pariyaan vargi
Seerat di o mariam lagdi
Hasdi hai taa phul jhaddade ne
Turdi hai taa gazal hai lagdi.
Lamm-salammi, saru de kad di
Umar aje hai marke agg di,
Par naina di gal samajhdi.
Goummeyaan janam janam han hoye
Par lagda jyon kal di gal hai.
Yun lagda jyon ajj di gal hai,
Yun lagda jyon hun di gal hai.

Huney taan mere kol khaddi si
Huney taan mere kol nahi hai
Eh ki chhal hai, eh ki phatkan
Soch meri hairan baddi hai.
Nazar meri har aande jaande
Chehre da rang phol rahi hai,
Ous kuddi nu tol rahi hai.

Saanjh dhale baazaaran de jad,
Moddaan te khushbu ugdi hai.
Vehal, thakaavat, bechaini jad,
Chau raaheyaan te aa juddadi hai.
Rauley lippi tanhai vich
Os kuddi di thudd khaandi hai.
Os kuddi di thudd disdi hai.
Har chhin mennu inyon lagda hai,
Har din mennu inyon lagda hai.
Judde jashan ne bheeddaan vichon,
Juddi mahak de jhurmat vichon,
O mennu aawaaz davegi,
Men ohnu pehchaan lavaanga
O mennu pehchaan lavegi.
Par es raule de hadd vichon
Koi mennu aawaaz na denda
Koi vi mere vall na vehnda.

Par khaure kyun tapala lagda,
Par khaure kyun jhaulla painda,
Har din har ik bheedd juddi chon,
But ohda jyun langh ke jaanda.
Par mennu hi nazar na aunda.
Goum gaya maen os kuddi de
Chehre de vich goummeya rehnda,
Os de gham vich ghullda rehnda,
Os de gham vich khurda jaanda!

Os kuddi nu meri saun hai,
Os kuddi nu apni saun hai,
Os kuddi nu sab di saun hai.
Os kuddi nu jag di saun hai,
Os kuddi nu rab di saun hai,
Je kithe paddhdi sundi hove,
Jyundi ya o mar rahi hove
Ik vaari aa ke mil jaave
Vafa meri nu daag na laave
Nahin taan methon jiya na jaanda
Geet koi likheya na janda!

Ik kudi jida naa muhabat.
Goum hai.
Saad muradi sohni phabbat
Goum hai

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Games..

It’s a funny game we play,
Looking… and looking away
Wanting to care, not caring to show
What are we afraid to know?

Hide and seek..
Ignore … speak…
Smile or stare,
Gaze or glare,

Funny game… funny rules,
Many tactics…many tools,
Measured steps, a studied stance,
What an unhappy romance,

Daring to Dream, Dreaming Dares,
Isn't this a futile affaire?

Friday, June 12, 2009

... The One about what God wants?


Woke up this morning to this article

Really what all people do to appease the Lord! Just imagine how many homes this money could have helped? I've always felt that God only expects one's true devotion, and that it's the way you live your day- today life is what really matters. And if you are true to yourself, and go about your day in such a way that you don't hurt anybody consciously, that is truly being one with nature and one with God.

What does God want with Jewelled robes and crowns and huge sums in donation? Shouldn't this money have been used to help fellow humans? What do you think?

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