Wednesday, April 29, 2020

Amazing Lyrics - Part 6

Waqt ne hai kiya humpe kaisa sitam
Tum bhi bezaar ho, barbaad hai hum
Jaane kis rashte mujhko le jaayenge
Gardisha ye mere dagmagaate kadam

Saath deti parchaiyan
Aur meharba ho rahe ghum
Tere bin aab na lenge ek bhi dum
Tujhe kitna chahein aur hum
Tere saath ho jayenge khatam
Tujhe kitna chahein aur hum

Link to the song:
https://youtu.be/h7gyJRWrjbg

I happened to find this song by chance, it was playing and I just couldn't figure the lyrics and gosh, it is beautifully sung and written like a dream.

Listen to it, may be?

Saturday, April 25, 2020

Gulab

Dil main tu mere, Gulab sa khile
Par yaaden teri ab, kaaton sang chube.

Monday, April 20, 2020

Is Tarah

Toote bhi toh is tarah, ke dard na hua.
Jab dard hua toh is tarah, ke bardasth na hua. 

Thursday, April 16, 2020

Kya karunga?

Rail ke platform pe main khada hoo
Rail gaadi ko door jaate dekh raha hoo
Mera saaman kuch reh gaya hai usme
Main peeche doudne ab laga hoon

Rail teezi pakad rahi hai,
Doosre station ki aur bad chuki hai
Rail mujhe peeche chode, bas badti jaa rahi hai
Station master bhi koi, uska pata nahi bata rahe hai

Aisa kuch keemti saaman bhi nahi tha
Par saaman kuch aisa toh hai, jo dil ke bahut kareeb tha
Kaafi saal guzar chuke hai, ab kya hi dhoondunga?
Mil jaaye toh yeh bhi pata nahi, kya hi karunga.

Toot ta taara

Toote taare bhi apni chaap chod jaate hai
Jaate jaate jugnu ko apni chamak de jaate hai. 

Monday, April 13, 2020

Kalpana ya Sach?

Meri bhawnao ko pad ke, log kya bolenge?
Meri kavitayen kya meri hai, ya kalpanic samjhenge?

Mujhe dard main dooba aashiq samjhenge
Ya dard ko pechaane waala hakim?

Mere bol ki gherayi kya ye dekh paayenge
Ya isse koi numaaish samajh ke taal denge?
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Har raat, mae sihayi se kae chitr banata hoon
Har raat, mae kae panno ko saheed karta hoon
Kabhi mae khud hi ko panno main chaap deta ho
Kabhi mae tumhari kahani ko apni bana leta ho
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Toh phir akhir sach kya hai?
Log toh samjhenge ki sab jhoot hi hai.

Raat bhar, un bilorin aanko ko yaad karta ho.
Maana, main apne banaye zindan main kaid hoo!

Aur jo bhi guzri hai, usse bhoolne ki koshish karta hoo,
Par har baar, har baar, ek hi cheez yard karta hoo

Soche soch na hovaee, je sochi lakh vaar
Chupe chup na hovaee, je layi raha livtaar
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Hukum rajayi chalna, Nanak likhiya naal.


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Translation of the last para

(Soche soch na hovaee, je sochi lakh vaar 
No matter how much thought you put into something it may not happen.

Chupe chup na hovaee, je layi raha livtaar 

The mind will not rest no matter how deep in meditation

(The other 3 lines I skipped)



Bhukhiaa Bhukh N Outharee Jae Bannaa Pureeaa Bhaar
The hunger of the hungry is not appeased, even by piling up loads of worldly goods.

Sehas Siaanapaa Lakh Hohi Th Eik N Chalai Naal
Hundreds of thousands of clever tricks, but not even one of them will go along with you in the end.

Kiv Sachiaaraa Hoeeai Kiv Koorrai Thuttai Paal
So how can you become truthful? And how can the veil of illusion be torn away?

Hukum rajayi chalna, Nanak likhiya naal.

Follow the preaching of Nanak and follow his commandments. 

(If the translation is wrong, please help me fix)




Who are we?

Here we come, on the backs of horses
Laying seige, like marauding bandits
Hamlets and villages, none spared
Pillaging and carnage everywhere

Who are we
We are the sena
What do we do
We kill and lynch in the name of god

---------------(200 saal baad)-------------

Just a conjecture, perhaps a fragment of truth
A article of news, fact or truth?
Futile debates concealing convictions - an ancient root!
Grand reveal, secularism no more, forbidden fruit


The bourgeoisie - Pied Pipered now
Shedding inhibition, look! sides they take, how
The chai's and sutta's - a scheming ground now
Run, hide, none safe from us hypocrites now!

Who are we
We are the sena

We work in the corporates
We come in fancy chariots (cars)

What do we do
We kill and lynch in the name of god!

Banjar

Mujhe chode chand ko ek arsa ho gaya,
Main banjar reh gaya aur, tu aabad ho gaya!


Sunday, April 5, 2020

An Ode To The Sea

I wake up at nights, the fear that the sea is calling out to me again keeps me from sleeping. I was once a sailor - I ruled the blue seas up until the eyes could see and today I tremble at the sound of the waves; they keep me up at night. I don't think I was a gifted sailor, rather a good ship captain and was more concerned about the ship for that would keep me afloat out in the wide expanse and that is where I directed all my energy. I bore many storms and the highest waves but this one was different - the storms started getting wilder, the rain lashed the vessel like battering rams smashing the gates of a great empire about to fall. I fell. The ship lost. Captain shipwrecked.

Coming to think of it, I tried summoning the sea immediately, once I nursed myself back, I tried calming it down but failed, the sea preferred to stick to its behavior of being wild and free, what could I have done, I tried making amends, in vain!

Here I am today, back on the cliff that oversees that massive water body, almost close to jumping into the sea, just before the plunge but my confidence fails me. The sight of water or anything associated with it makes me tremble, I think it has to do with the massive failure as a Captain. Not that the sea is hostile, it is just what it is, except I have changed, I haven't been the same. Back on the cliff, I tremble I break into a song but I don't summon the sea, I just turn back and walk away. Aware of my presence the sea lends a helping hand to bring me back up but I am no more Sindbad, just another sailor trying his hand at conquering what was once mine.

I lost all in the wreck, except a memory of my vessel remains, the hardships have all vanished only the goods remain, I try every day to get back to the sea but today is going to be different, I will break into a song, summon the sea, but today I won't be at the cliff, rather on the shore; the waves will be the orchestra and the birds an audience, the fish shall dance to the tunes and the clouds pour down for this is my magnum opus. I may never return, for it seems an improbable task, but I shall leave with one grand ending. I may not be sailing today, but I shall sing and narrate it today.

'The sea calls out to me on a moonless night,
I resist the call and take flight
The open sea is wild and not a safe place to be
I conquered it and know, how that feels.

The sea calls out to me during the lowest tide
I resist the call and take flight
The sea is unpredictable and that shipwrecked me
I quit being a sailor, I am free.

The sea calls out to me, I know not why
I resist the call and take flight
The sea is strong and needs not me
I too shall pay no heed.

The sea calls out to me, there is a sailor in tow
I resist the call and respond no more.'







Musafir - Part 2 - Marg-darshi

Aaye raam mere
Main ab raahgir nahi
Apne hi gahr main
Ab main athiti nahi

Baagho se kae phool, laya hoo mai,
Raah main prabhu ke, bhichaunga mai.

Aaye hai prabhu Ram mere,
Margdarshi banu main aaj tohre.
Bhakti ka paath sikha-e-ye,
Aaye hai aaj Shri Ram mere!

Intezaar jo 'khuda' ka tha taqdir main likha
Tohre darshan se hua hai aaj poora

Abke ghar launtna hai mujhe,
Aag-ya de prabhu, jaane ki mujhe!


Musafir - Part I

Yeh rasta rooj mujhe ghar leke jaata tha
Par ab yeh pechaan main kaha aata hai
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Main khada tha yaha, tere liye
Kisi haal main saath le jaana tha tujhe

Suraj afaq ko choom, kabhi ke nikal liya
Surkh falak bhi ab, siyah ho gaya

Chand ne bhi aaj jaldi dastak de di
Par main khada hi raha taak main, wahi.

Saba ne phir aake mujhe aaj ood liya
Samajh ke mujhe, shayad sehlane laga

Tu aayi zaroor, mujhse mili zaroor
Aise! yeh mujhe kaha tha manzoor.

Is aan main phir naalan kis baat ka
Main toh apni marzi se tha na, ruka.
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Main toh yun ruka reh gaya ek musafir banke
Tera, mere liye aane ki khabar ko sahi samajh ke.

Main Kafir Nahi

Qayamat ki raat jab khuda puche,
Bata eh kafir, tujhe kyun bakshu?

Bolna yeh hai maine-

Khuda-e-kainaat, main toh bas itna bolu
Ishq mera tha pakeezah, aur wahi rahi meri iltijah