There are things we discover late in life when the time is not enough to start again!
करोगे याद तो हर बात याद आएगी
गुज़रते वक़्त की हर मौज ठहर जायेगी
Karoge yaad to, harr baat yaad aayegi
Gujarte waqt ki, harr mauj thehar jaayegii
… … … If remembered, every little detail can be recalled
… … … And then this tidal wave of Time freezes in motion
ये चाँद बीते ज़मानों का आइना होगा
भटकते अब्र में चेहरा कोई बना होगा
Ye chand beete jamaano ka aaina hoga
Bhatakte abr me chehra koi bana hoga
… … … This moon may be a mirror of the past
… … … There’ll be a face in the drifting clouds
उदास राह कोई दास्तान सुनाएगी
करोगे याद तो हर बात याद आएगी
Udaas raah koi dastaan sunaayyegi
Karoge yaad to harr baat yaad aayegi
… … … Some pensive path will recount a lost saga
… … … If remembered, every detail can be recalled
बरसता भीगता मौसम धुंआ धुंआ होगा
पिघलती शम्मो पे दिल का मेरे गुमां होगा
Barasta bheegata mausam dhuan dhuan hoga
Pighalti shammo pe dil ka mere guman hoga
… … … Raining wet season will be shrouded in a mist
… … … Melting candles bare the state of my heart
हथेलियों की हिना याद कुछ दिलाएगी
करोगे याद तो हर बात याद आएगी
Hatheliyon ki hina yaad kuch dilaayegi
Karoge yaad to harr baat yaad aayegi
… … … Henna on the palms reminds of something
… … … If remembered, every detail can be recalled
गली के मोड़ पे सूना सा कोई दरवाजा
तरसती आंखों से रास्ता किसी का देखेगा
Gali ke mod pe sunaa sa koi darwaaza
Tarasti aankhon se rasta kisi ka dekhega
… … … At the turn of the lane, there is this desolate door
… … … Waiting for someone with such longing in the eyes
निगाह दूर तलक जाके लौट आएगी
करोगे याद तो हर बात याद आएगी
Nigaah duur talak jaake laut aayegi
Karoge yaad to harr baat yaad aayegi
… … … The sentinel gaze will go far and return forlorne
… … … If remembered, every little detail can be recalled
This is a song in the voice of Talat Aziz in the film ‘Bazaar’. I must add that the picturisation didn’t do any justice to the poet. Even the whole gazal is not presented. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LUXuNmwaXtY&feature=fvw
Love
Sudhir
Post Script Sudhir I had to type the Hindi thing all over again.. yet it was a great pleasure to do so..
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Bazaar Song - Sudhir
There are things we discover late in life when the time is not enough to start again!
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Karoge yaad to, harr baat yaad aayegi
Gujarte waqt ki, harr mauj thehar jaayegi
… … … If remembered, every little detail can be recalled
… … … And then this tidal wave of Time freezes in motion
Ye chand beete jamaano ka aaina
bhatakate abr me chehra koi bana hoga
… … … This moon may be a mirror of the past
… … … There’ll be a face in the drifting clouds
Udaas raah koi dastaan sunaayyegi
Karoge yaad to harr baat yaad aayegi
… … … Some pensive path will recount a lost saga
… … … If remembered, every detail can be recalled
Barasta bheegata mausam dhuan dhuan hoga
Pighalti shammo pe dil ka mere guman hoga
… … … Raining wet season will be shrouded in a mist
… … … Melting candles bare the state of my heart
Hatheliyon ki hina yaad kuch dilaayegi
Karoge yaad to harr baat yaad aayegi
… … … Henna on the palms reminds of something
… … … If remembered, every detail can be recalled
Gali ke mod pe sunaa sa koi darwaaza
Tarasti aankhon se rasta kisi ka dekhega
… … … At the turn of the lane, there is this desolate door
… … … Waiting for someone with such longing in the eyes
Nigaah duur talak jaake laut aayegi
Karoge yaad to harr baat yaad aayegi
… … … The sentinel gaze will go far and return forlorne
… … … If remembered, every little detail can be recalled
This is a song in the voice of Talat Aziz in the film ‘Bazaar’. I must add that the picturisation didn’t do any justice to the poet. Even the whole gazal is not presented. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LUXuNmwaXtY&feature=fvw
Love
Sudhir
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Karoge yaad to, harr baat yaad aayegi
Gujarte waqt ki, harr mauj thehar jaayegi
… … … If remembered, every little detail can be recalled
… … … And then this tidal wave of Time freezes in motion
Ye chand beete jamaano ka aaina
bhatakate abr me chehra koi bana hoga
… … … This moon may be a mirror of the past
… … … There’ll be a face in the drifting clouds
Udaas raah koi dastaan sunaayyegi
Karoge yaad to harr baat yaad aayegi
… … … Some pensive path will recount a lost saga
… … … If remembered, every detail can be recalled
Barasta bheegata mausam dhuan dhuan hoga
Pighalti shammo pe dil ka mere guman hoga
… … … Raining wet season will be shrouded in a mist
… … … Melting candles bare the state of my heart
Hatheliyon ki hina yaad kuch dilaayegi
Karoge yaad to harr baat yaad aayegi
… … … Henna on the palms reminds of something
… … … If remembered, every detail can be recalled
Gali ke mod pe sunaa sa koi darwaaza
Tarasti aankhon se rasta kisi ka dekhega
… … … At the turn of the lane, there is this desolate door
… … … Waiting for someone with such longing in the eyes
Nigaah duur talak jaake laut aayegi
Karoge yaad to harr baat yaad aayegi
… … … The sentinel gaze will go far and return forlorne
… … … If remembered, every little detail can be recalled
This is a song in the voice of Talat Aziz in the film ‘Bazaar’. I must add that the picturisation didn’t do any justice to the poet. Even the whole gazal is not presented. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LUXuNmwaXtY&feature=fvw
Love
Sudhir
Friday, October 9, 2009
All in a day - सुधीर
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आप बेवजह परेशान-सी क्यों हैं मैडम
लोग कहते हैं तो फिर ठीक ही कहते होंगे
मेरे एहबाब ने तहजीब न सीखी होगी
मेरे माहौल में इंसान न रहते होंगे
… … … Why’re you becoming restive for no reason, Madam
… … … If people say so, then they must be saying right
… … … My friends may have not learnt to be civiल
… … … Humans may not be living in our locality
नूर-ऐ-सरमाया से है रू-ऐ-तमद्दुन की जिला
हम जहाँ हैं वहाँ तहजीब नहीं पल सकती
मुफलिसी हिस्स-ऐ-लताफत को मिटा देती है
भूक आदाब के सांचे में नहीं ढल सकती
… … … The face of civilization shines in the light of wealth
… … … Where we dwell civilization cannot sustained
… … … Deprivation drives away genteel sensibilities
… … … Starvation doesnt go well with politeness
लोग कहते हैं तो लोगों पे ता’अज्जुब कैसा
सच तो कहते हैं की नादारों की इज्ज़त कैसी
लोग कहते हैं – मगर आप अभी तक चुप हैं
आप भी कहिये गरीबों में शराफत कैसी
… … … If people say so, whats surprising about that?
… … … Truth is that the deprived have no self-respect
… … … People say, but you are still silent Madam
… … … How does a poor person be civilized?
—-Sahir, Ludhianvi
आप बेवजह परेशान-सी क्यों हैं मैडम
लोग कहते हैं तो फिर ठीक ही कहते होंगे
मेरे एहबाब ने तहजीब न सीखी होगी
मेरे माहौल में इंसान न रहते होंगे
… … … Why’re you becoming restive for no reason, Madam
… … … If people say so, then they must be saying right
… … … My friends may have not learnt to be civiल
… … … Humans may not be living in our locality
नूर-ऐ-सरमाया से है रू-ऐ-तमद्दुन की जिला
हम जहाँ हैं वहाँ तहजीब नहीं पल सकती
मुफलिसी हिस्स-ऐ-लताफत को मिटा देती है
भूक आदाब के सांचे में नहीं ढल सकती
… … … The face of civilization shines in the light of wealth
… … … Where we dwell civilization cannot sustained
… … … Deprivation drives away genteel sensibilities
… … … Starvation doesnt go well with politeness
लोग कहते हैं तो लोगों पे ता’अज्जुब कैसा
सच तो कहते हैं की नादारों की इज्ज़त कैसी
लोग कहते हैं – मगर आप अभी तक चुप हैं
आप भी कहिये गरीबों में शराफत कैसी
… … … If people say so, whats surprising about that?
… … … Truth is that the deprived have no self-respect
… … … People say, but you are still silent Madam
… … … How does a poor person be civilized?
—-Sahir, Ludhianvi
My Mother My Deity - सुधीर
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आईसारखे दैवत साऱ्या जगतावर नाही
म्हणून श्रीकाराच्या नंतर शिकणे अ, आ, ई
मुलांनो शिकणे अ, आ, ई
… … … Theres no deity like a Mother
… … … For after Shri, learn A, Aa, E
… … … Children, learn A, Aa, E
(These are the first three letters in Sanskrit. Mother is called ‘Aai’ in Marathi. The first sounds that a baby makes)
तीच वाढवी ती संभाली
ती करी सेवा तीन त्रिकाळी
… … … She raises you, she protects you
… … … She serves you in all the three ages
देवानंतर नमवी मस्तक, आईच्या पायी
… … … Past God, I bow my head at my Mother’s feet
कौसल्येविण राम न झाला
देवाकीपोती कृष्ण जन्मला
… … … Lord Rama wouldn’t be without Ma Kaushalya
… … … Lord Krishna wouldn’t be without Ma Devaki
शिवरायाचे चरित्र घडवी, माय जिजाबाई
… … … Shivaji was groomed by his Mother Jijabai
नकोस विसरू ऋण आईचे
स्वरूप माउली पुण्याईचे
… … … Never forget the debt of your mother
… … … She is a living portrait of nobility
थोर पुरुष तू ठरून तियेचा, होई उतराई
… … … You must achieve greatness in her honor
आईसारखे दैवत साऱ्या जगतावर नाही
… … … Theres no deity like a Mother
Lyrics - ग. दि. माडगूळकर, G. D. Madgulkar
Composer - दत्ता डावजेकर, Dutta Davjekar
स्वर - सुमन कल्याणपूर, Suman Kalyanpur
Film - वैशाख वणवा ( १९६४), Vaishakh Vanwa
आईसारखे दैवत साऱ्या जगतावर नाही
म्हणून श्रीकाराच्या नंतर शिकणे अ, आ, ई
मुलांनो शिकणे अ, आ, ई
… … … Theres no deity like a Mother
… … … For after Shri, learn A, Aa, E
… … … Children, learn A, Aa, E
(These are the first three letters in Sanskrit. Mother is called ‘Aai’ in Marathi. The first sounds that a baby makes)
तीच वाढवी ती संभाली
ती करी सेवा तीन त्रिकाळी
… … … She raises you, she protects you
… … … She serves you in all the three ages
देवानंतर नमवी मस्तक, आईच्या पायी
… … … Past God, I bow my head at my Mother’s feet
कौसल्येविण राम न झाला
देवाकीपोती कृष्ण जन्मला
… … … Lord Rama wouldn’t be without Ma Kaushalya
… … … Lord Krishna wouldn’t be without Ma Devaki
शिवरायाचे चरित्र घडवी, माय जिजाबाई
… … … Shivaji was groomed by his Mother Jijabai
नकोस विसरू ऋण आईचे
स्वरूप माउली पुण्याईचे
… … … Never forget the debt of your mother
… … … She is a living portrait of nobility
थोर पुरुष तू ठरून तियेचा, होई उतराई
… … … You must achieve greatness in her honor
आईसारखे दैवत साऱ्या जगतावर नाही
… … … Theres no deity like a Mother
Lyrics - ग. दि. माडगूळकर, G. D. Madgulkar
Composer - दत्ता डावजेकर, Dutta Davjekar
स्वर - सुमन कल्याणपूर, Suman Kalyanpur
Film - वैशाख वणवा ( १९६४), Vaishakh Vanwa
Thursday, October 8, 2009
श्यामची आई - सुधीर
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आई म्हणोनी कोणी, आईस हाक मारी
ती हाक येई कानी, मज होय शोककारी
… … … ‘Ma’ says someone, calling for a mother
… … … When I hear this call, I feel sad
नोहेच हाक माते, मारी कुणी कुठारी
कुणा म्हणू मी, आई घरी न दारी
… … … Calling for calling sake somewhere
… … … Whom do I call ‘Ma’, Ma isn’t anywhere
चारा मुखी पिलांच्या, चिमणी हळूच देई
गोठ्यात वासरांना, ह्या चाटतात गाई
… … … The sparrow feeds its little ones gently
… … … The cow feeds its calf in the shed
वात्सल्य हे बघुनी, व्याकूळ जीव होई
… … … Seeing this doting love, I become restless
येशील तू घराला, परतून केधवा गे ?
रुसणार मी न आता, जरी बोलशील रागे
… … … Will you ever return home
… … … I shall not sulk even if you speak angrily
आई कुणा म्हणू मी, आइ घरी न दारी
स्वामी तिन्ही जगाचा, आईविना भिकारी
… … … Whom do I call ‘Ma’, Ma is not anywhere
… … … God of the Three Worlds is a beggar without a ‘Ma’
Lyrics - यशवंत, यशवंत
Composer - वसंत देसाई, Vasant देसी
Voice - आशा भोसले, Asha भोसले
Film - श्यामची आई (१९५३), Shyamchi Aai (Shyam’s Mother)
(Marathi)
आई म्हणोनी कोणी, आईस हाक मारी
ती हाक येई कानी, मज होय शोककारी
… … … ‘Ma’ says someone, calling for a mother
… … … When I hear this call, I feel sad
नोहेच हाक माते, मारी कुणी कुठारी
कुणा म्हणू मी, आई घरी न दारी
… … … Calling for calling sake somewhere
… … … Whom do I call ‘Ma’, Ma isn’t anywhere
चारा मुखी पिलांच्या, चिमणी हळूच देई
गोठ्यात वासरांना, ह्या चाटतात गाई
… … … The sparrow feeds its little ones gently
… … … The cow feeds its calf in the shed
वात्सल्य हे बघुनी, व्याकूळ जीव होई
… … … Seeing this doting love, I become restless
येशील तू घराला, परतून केधवा गे ?
रुसणार मी न आता, जरी बोलशील रागे
… … … Will you ever return home
… … … I shall not sulk even if you speak angrily
आई कुणा म्हणू मी, आइ घरी न दारी
स्वामी तिन्ही जगाचा, आईविना भिकारी
… … … Whom do I call ‘Ma’, Ma is not anywhere
… … … God of the Three Worlds is a beggar without a ‘Ma’
Lyrics - यशवंत, यशवंत
Composer - वसंत देसाई, Vasant देसी
Voice - आशा भोसले, Asha भोसले
Film - श्यामची आई (१९५३), Shyamchi Aai (Shyam’s Mother)
(Marathi)
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Stranger in the Limelight
Stranger in the Limelight -Contributed by Sudhir
October 8, 2009 at 12:07 am
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कैसी चली है अब के हवा तेरे शहर में
बन्दे भी हो गए हैं खुदा तेरे शहर में
… … … What sort of winds blow presently, in this city of yours
… … … Devotees have become Gods, in this city of yours !
क्या जाने क्या हुआ के परेशान हो गए
इक लहजा रुक गई थी सबा तेरे शहर में
… … … Wonder whats happened that caused this concern
… … … Time’s stood still for a moment, in this city of yours!
कुछ दुश्मनी का ढब हैं न अब दोस्ती के तौर
दोनों का एक रंग हुआ तेरे शहर में
… … … There’s no manner in hostility, no grace among friends
… … … Both have the same facade, in this city of yours!
शायद उन्हें पता था के ‘खातिर’ है अजनबी
लोगो ने उस को लूट लिया तेरे शहर में
… … … Perhaps they knew that ‘Khatir’ is a stranger here
… … … He was mugged by the natives, in this city of yours!
—-Khatir Gaznavi
October 8, 2009 at 12:07 am
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कैसी चली है अब के हवा तेरे शहर में
बन्दे भी हो गए हैं खुदा तेरे शहर में
… … … What sort of winds blow presently, in this city of yours
… … … Devotees have become Gods, in this city of yours !
क्या जाने क्या हुआ के परेशान हो गए
इक लहजा रुक गई थी सबा तेरे शहर में
… … … Wonder whats happened that caused this concern
… … … Time’s stood still for a moment, in this city of yours!
कुछ दुश्मनी का ढब हैं न अब दोस्ती के तौर
दोनों का एक रंग हुआ तेरे शहर में
… … … There’s no manner in hostility, no grace among friends
… … … Both have the same facade, in this city of yours!
शायद उन्हें पता था के ‘खातिर’ है अजनबी
लोगो ने उस को लूट लिया तेरे शहर में
… … … Perhaps they knew that ‘Khatir’ is a stranger here
… … … He was mugged by the natives, in this city of yours!
—-Khatir Gaznavi
Rediscovering Sahir Ludhianavi -Sudhir 7 October 09
Mera junoon-e-vafaa hai zavaal aamaadah
Shikast ho gaya tera fasoon-e-zebaai
... ... ... My ardor and allegiance is on a decline
... ... ... Your charm and spell have diminished so
Un aarzo'on pe chhai hai gard-e-maayusi
Jinhon ne tere tabassum mein parvarish paai
... ... ... Those desires are covered by dejection
... ... ... Which were groomed by your joie de vivre
Fareb-e-shauq ke rangeen talism toot gaye
Haqeeqato ne havaadis se phir jalaa paayi
... ... ... Colorful spells of deceptive penchants have broken
... ... ... Reality has found its light again by accident
Sukoon-o-khwaab ke parde sarakte jaate hain
Damaagh-o-dil mein hai vahshat ki kaar-farmaai
... ... ... Veils of delusions of harmony are moving aside
... ... ... The heart and mind are ruled by radicalism
Woh taare jin mein muhabbat ka noor taabaan tha
Woh taare doob gaye le ke rang-o-raa’naai
... ... .... Those stars that beamed the rays of love
... ... ... Those stars have gone with the virtue & light
Sulaa gayi thi jinhein teri multafat nazrein
Woh dard jaag uthe phir se le kar angdaai
... ... ... What lay dormant because of you insightful kindness
... ... ... Those injuries stir up again with new vehemence
Ajeeb aalam-e-afsurdagi hai ru- ba-farogh
Na ab nazar ko taqaazaa na dil tamannaai
... ... ... Odd is the state of sadness in the presence of splendor
... ... ... There is neither supplication nor any aspirations
Main zindagi ke haqaa’iq se bhaag aaya tha
Ke mujh ko khud mein chhupa le teri fusoon-zaai
... ... ... I evaded the realities of life and escaped
... ... ... Trusting to be saved by the light of your charm
Magar yahaan bhi ta’aqub kiya haqaa’iq ne
Yahaan bhi mil na saki jannat-e-shakeb’aai
... ... ... But I was persecuted here too by your realities
... .... ... Here too, there isn't that paradise of harmony
Har ek haath mein le kar hazaar aa’eene
Hayaat band dareechon se bhi guzar aayi
... ... ... In every hand holding a thousand mirror
... ... ... Life traversed through these dark passages
Mere har ik taraf se ek shor goonjaa hai
Aur us mein doob gayi ishraton ki shahnaai
... ... ... Everywhere around me rose this commotion
... ... ... And swamped my voice of peace & affluence
Kahaan talak koi zindah haqeeqaton se bache
Kahaan talak kare chhup chhup ke naghma pairaai
... ... ... How long can one dodge the living reality
... ... ... How long can one write songs of covert adoration
Nahi nahi mujhe yun multafat nazar se na dekh
Nahi nahi mujhe ab taab-e-naghmaa pairaai
... ... ... No, no don't look at me with that air of kindness
... ... ... No, no I don't have the will to fake adoration
Mera junoon-e-vafaa hai zavaal aamaadah
Shikast ho gaya teraa fasoon-e-zebaaii
... ... ... My ardor and allegiance is on a decline
... ... ... Your charm and spell have diminished so
---Sahir Ludhianvi
Shikast ho gaya tera fasoon-e-zebaai
... ... ... My ardor and allegiance is on a decline
... ... ... Your charm and spell have diminished so
Un aarzo'on pe chhai hai gard-e-maayusi
Jinhon ne tere tabassum mein parvarish paai
... ... ... Those desires are covered by dejection
... ... ... Which were groomed by your joie de vivre
Fareb-e-shauq ke rangeen talism toot gaye
Haqeeqato ne havaadis se phir jalaa paayi
... ... ... Colorful spells of deceptive penchants have broken
... ... ... Reality has found its light again by accident
Sukoon-o-khwaab ke parde sarakte jaate hain
Damaagh-o-dil mein hai vahshat ki kaar-farmaai
... ... ... Veils of delusions of harmony are moving aside
... ... ... The heart and mind are ruled by radicalism
Woh taare jin mein muhabbat ka noor taabaan tha
Woh taare doob gaye le ke rang-o-raa’naai
... ... .... Those stars that beamed the rays of love
... ... ... Those stars have gone with the virtue & light
Sulaa gayi thi jinhein teri multafat nazrein
Woh dard jaag uthe phir se le kar angdaai
... ... ... What lay dormant because of you insightful kindness
... ... ... Those injuries stir up again with new vehemence
Ajeeb aalam-e-afsurdagi hai ru- ba-farogh
Na ab nazar ko taqaazaa na dil tamannaai
... ... ... Odd is the state of sadness in the presence of splendor
... ... ... There is neither supplication nor any aspirations
Main zindagi ke haqaa’iq se bhaag aaya tha
Ke mujh ko khud mein chhupa le teri fusoon-zaai
... ... ... I evaded the realities of life and escaped
... ... ... Trusting to be saved by the light of your charm
Magar yahaan bhi ta’aqub kiya haqaa’iq ne
Yahaan bhi mil na saki jannat-e-shakeb’aai
... ... ... But I was persecuted here too by your realities
... .... ... Here too, there isn't that paradise of harmony
Har ek haath mein le kar hazaar aa’eene
Hayaat band dareechon se bhi guzar aayi
... ... ... In every hand holding a thousand mirror
... ... ... Life traversed through these dark passages
Mere har ik taraf se ek shor goonjaa hai
Aur us mein doob gayi ishraton ki shahnaai
... ... ... Everywhere around me rose this commotion
... ... ... And swamped my voice of peace & affluence
Kahaan talak koi zindah haqeeqaton se bache
Kahaan talak kare chhup chhup ke naghma pairaai
... ... ... How long can one dodge the living reality
... ... ... How long can one write songs of covert adoration
Nahi nahi mujhe yun multafat nazar se na dekh
Nahi nahi mujhe ab taab-e-naghmaa pairaai
... ... ... No, no don't look at me with that air of kindness
... ... ... No, no I don't have the will to fake adoration
Mera junoon-e-vafaa hai zavaal aamaadah
Shikast ho gaya teraa fasoon-e-zebaaii
... ... ... My ardor and allegiance is on a decline
... ... ... Your charm and spell have diminished so
---Sahir Ludhianvi
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- Abhaya
- Simple and down to earth man who loves to be explicit in stating his mind. I have a strong secret desire to be able to serve the United Nations Organization some day!