рдЧрд╛рдбреА рдмреБрд▓рд╛ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реИ …

рдмрдЪрдкрди рд╕реЗ рд╣реА рдореБрдЭреЗ рд░реЗрд▓рдЧрд╛рдбреА рдХреЗ рдкреНрд░рддрд┐ рдПрдХ реЫрдмрд░реНрджрд╕реНрдд рдЖрдХрд░реНрд╖рдг рднреА рд╣реИ рдФрд░ рд╡реЛ рдореЗрд░реА рднрд╛рд╡рдирд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рднреА рдЬреБрдбреА рд╣реИ. рдЕрдкрдиреА рдиреМрдХрд░реА рдХреЗ рдХрд╛рд░рдг рдореБрдЭреЗ рднрд╛рд░рдд рдореЗрдВ рдХрдИ рдЬрдЧрд╣ рдШреВрдордиреЗ рдХрд╛ рдореМрдХрд╛ рдорд┐рд▓рд╛ рдФрд░ рдореИрдВрдиреЗ рд░реЗрд▓ рд╕реЗ рдХрдИ рднрд╛рд░ рдпрд╛рддреНрд░рд╛ рдХреА рд╣реИ рдФрд░ рдЖрдЧреЗ рднреА рдХрд░рддрд╛ рд░рд╣реВрдБрдЧрд╛.
рд╣рд┐рдВрджреА рд╕рд┐рдиреЗрдорд╛ рдореЗрдВ рд░реЗрд▓рдЧрд╛реЬреА рдкрд░ рд╣рдореЗрд╢рд╛ рдХрдИ рджреГрд╢реНрдп рдлрд┐рд▓реНрдорд╛рдП рдЧрдП рд╣реИ. рдХрдИ рдмрд╛рд░ рдирд╛рдпрдХ рдФрд░ рдирд╛рдпрд┐рдХрд╛ рд░реЗрд▓ рдЧрд╛рдбреА рдкрд░ рдЧрд╛рдирд╛ рдЧрд╛рддреЗ рд╣реБрдП, рддреЛ рдХрдИ рдмрд╛рд░ рдорд┐рд▓рдиреЗ рдмрд┐рдЫреЬреЗ рдХреЗ рджреГрд╢реНрдп, рддреЛ рдХрдИ рдмрд╛рд░ рдлрд┐рд▓реНрдо рдХреЗ рдХрд┐рд░рджрд╛рд░ рд░реЗрд▓ рдХрд┐ рдпрд╛рддреНрд░рд╛ рдХрд░рддреЗ рд╣реБрдП, рдпрд╛ рдЕрдкрдирд╛ рдШрд░-рдмрд╛рд░ рдЫреЛреЬ рдХрд░ рдЬрд╛рддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рджрд┐рдЦрд╛рдП рдЧрдП рд╣реИрдВ.
рдореИрдВ рдРрд╕реА рдлрд┐рд▓реНрдореЛрдВ рдХрд┐ рд╕реВрдЪреА рдмрдирд╛рдирд╛ рдЪрд╛рд╣рддрд╛ рд╣реВрдБ, рдФрд░ рдЙрди рдлрд┐рд▓реНрдореЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рд░реЗрд▓рдЧрд╛реЬреА рдХрд╛ рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЙрдкрдпреЛрдЧ рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рдЧрдпрд╛ рдпрд╣ рднреА рд╕рд╛рде рдореЗрдВ рдЬреЛреЬрдирд╛ рдЪрд╛рд╣рддрд╛ рд╣реВрдБ. рдЗрд╕рдореЗрдВ рд╕рдордп рд▓рдЧреЗрдЧрд╛ рдФрд░ рдЖрдк рдХреЗ рд╕реБрдЭрд╛рд╡ рднреА рдЪрд╛рд╣рд┐рдП рд╣реЛрдВрдЧреЗ.
рдореЗрд░реА рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдЧреБреЫрд╛рд░рд┐рд╢ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ рдЖрдк рдЕрдЧрд░ рдпрд╣ рд▓реЗрдЦ рдкреЭ рд▓реЗрддреЗрдВ рд╣реИрдВ рддреЛ рдЗрд╕ рдкрд░ рдЕрдкрдиреА рдХрдореЗрдиреНрдЯ рдореЗрдВ реЫрд░реВрд░ рдРрд╕реА рдлрд┐рд▓реНрдо рдХрд╛ рдирд╛рдо рднреА рд▓рд┐рдЦреЗрдВ, рдпрд╛ рдЖрдкрдиреЗ рдЬрд┐рд╕ рдлрд┐рд▓реНрдо рдореЗрдВ рдРрд╕реЗ рджреГрд╢реНрдпреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рдкрд╕рдВрдж рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рд╣реЛ рдЙрд╕ рдлрд┐рд▓реНрдо рдХрд╛ рдирд╛рдо рдпрд╛ рдЧрд╛рдирд╛ рдЬреЛ рднреА рд╣реЛрдВ рдЙрд╕реЗ реЫрд░реВрд░ рд▓рд┐рдЦреЗрдВ.
рдЖрдЬ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдореИрдВ рдореЗрд░реЗ рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдкрд╕рдВрджреАрджрд╛ рд░реЗрд▓ рдЧреАрдд рдХреЗ рдХреБрдЫ рдЕрдВрд╢ рдпрд╣рд╛рдБ рдкреБрдирдГрдкреЗрд╢ рдХрд░рддрд╛ рд╣реВрдБ рдЬреЛ рд╕рди резрепренрек рдореЗрдВ рдмрдиреА рдлрд┐рд▓реНрдо тАШрджреЛрд╕реНрддтАЩ рдХрд╛ рдЧреАрдд рд╣реИ. рдЗрд╕реЗ рдЖрдирдВрдж рдмрдХреНрд╖реА рдиреЗ рд▓рд┐рдЦрд╛ рд╣реИ рдФрд░ рд╕реБрд░реЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдврд╛рд▓рд╛ рд╣реИ рд▓рдХреНрд╖реНрдореАрдХрд╛рдВрдд-рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░реЗрд▓рд╛рд▓ рдиреЗ тАж
рдЧрд╛рдбреА рдмреБрд▓рд╛ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реИ
рд╕реАрдЯреА рдмрдЬрд╛ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реИ
рдЪрд▓рдирд╛ рд╣реА реЫрд┐рдиреНрджрдЧреА рд╣реИ
рдЪрд▓рддреА рд╣реА рдЬрд╛ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реИ

рджреЗрдЦреЛ рд╡реЛ рд░реЗрд▓
рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рдЦреЗрд▓
рд╕реАрдЦреЛ рд╕рдмрдХ рдЬрд╡рд╛рдиреЛрдВ
рд╕рд░ рдкреЗ рд╣реИ рдмреЛрдЭ
рд╕реАрдиреЗ рдореЗрдВ рдЖрдЧ
рд▓рдм рдкреЗ рдзреБрдБрдЖ рд╣реИ рдЬрд╛рдиреЛрдВ
рдлрд┐рд░ рднреА рдпреЗ рдЬрд╛ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реИ
рдирдЧрдореЗрдВ рд╕реБрдирд╛ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реИ
рдЧрд╛рдбреА рдмреБрд▓рд╛ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реИ
рд╕реАрдЯреА рдмрдЬрд╛ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реИ тАж

(рдЗрд╕ рдкреВрд░реЗ рдЧреАрдд рдХрд╛ рдЖрдирдВрдж рдЖрдк рдЗрд╕ рдХреЬреА рдкрд░ рдЬрд╛рдХрд░ рд▓реЗ рд╕рдХрддреЗрдВ рд╣реИрдВ )

ME тАж тАШA POLYBAGтАЩ

Today 5th June 2018 is the Tenth birth anniversary of this blog. On this day in 2009 this blog was launched, and since then, albeit slowly, this blog has been progressing and continuing with the support of all who have been associated and visited this blog time to time.

This year the World Environment Day theme is тАШBeat Plastic PollutionтАЩ!!

And this year our own country India is the host for celebration of this day World-wide.

Few years back I had penned a poem as a тАШself-narrativeтАЩ by a тАШpolybag (Panni)тАЩ.

The poem was in Hindi and for todayтАЩs presentation I have got its translation into English done by my daughter Ashwini.

Keeping my write up simple and limited to this much only and once again Thanking all, I present this translation, as a post for todayтАЩs occasion here;

ME тАж┬а тАШA POLYBAGтАЩ

I am a тАШpolybagтАЩ wandering places,
Wandering just like the other members of my species are,
Spreading throughout and travelling into the unknown,
Getting ignored with no hopes of getting cared and cured
Yet I keep wishing, for someone to pick me up in their loving arms,
I wish someone would take me to my rightful тАШdisposalтАЩ, the place where I belong.
I wonder where my siblings are,
Maybe theyтАЩre wretched just like me,
Maybe they too have a gruesome story to tell
Like PVC had to tell this other day;
тАЬOh! the ignorant Humans!
Why arenтАЩt you saving yourselves from me?
DonтАЩt you care about your future?
The future of you and your progenyтАжтАЭ
I wish you would have kept us away from your surroundings
Instead of letting I and my specie get all messed up with each other.
I myself have been through a lot,
Be it getting trapped in cluster of spikes
Or being wrapped up around the branch of a tree!
IтАЩve floated in the drains, muffled over cans and ducts
Just to become the culprit of everything filthy!
I am that tramp, who keeps wandering constantly,
Rotting through rivers and pools,
Ending up spreading pollution everywhere,
You ask me where IтАЩll be found,
I am Omnipresent I say!
Flying, crashing through nowhere
Hoping for some day тАШsomeoneтАЩ will come,
And take me to my тАШappropriate disposalтАЩ
Please embrace me, love me, care me
Help me to reach тАУ тАШmy final destinationтАЩ
Take me where I belong and save your Habitat,
Save your mother, Oh human,
Save your nature, Save тАШmother earthтАЩ

тАЬMere paas Maa hai тАжтАЭтАж Sahir Ludhianvi

тАЬOf all the rights of women, the greatest is to be a motherтАЩ so today on the international day of women, we pay our tributes to women and the тАШmotherтАЩ in them.

“Swami Tinhi Jagaacha Aai vina Bhikaari” тАж

Goes the lines are from a poem in тАШMarathiтАЩ, it means that… Even the lord of all the тАШthree worldsтАЩ is a beggar without a MotherтАж

Yes, every one of us understands the value of this word тАШmotherтАЩ and the value of her unconditional love she showers on us. How she cares for her child, how she serves a child for his whole life till she is alive.
Those who have been fortunate to have a mother and also those who are deprived of a motherтАЩs love know very well the value of this word тАШmotherтАЩ.

In our society, culture and traditions we have highest regards for our Mother. There are numerous stories of a тАШmotherтАЩs sacrifices as well as how some of them were the inspiration behind making of our great heroes and those many famous personalities and not to forget those who may not have got the publicity or the limelight, or those whose stories of great courage, stories of successful life inspired by their mothers may not have reached to us.
Also there are many who have been able to make a mark in their life and have achieved a lot only because their Mothers and their Mothers have been a great inspiration for them and played an important role in shaping of their destiny.

Today, we salute them all and salute their тАШwomanhoodтАЩ because after all before being a mother they all are тАШwomenтАЩ.

A girl child тАУ a daughter, a sister, a wife- better-half, a mother тАУ a woman plays so many important roles in and around us.
She loves, she inspires, she cares, she gives meaning to life, she is mother, she is friend, she is daughter, and she is not only wife but simply a lifeтАж
A beautiful message describes a woman as тАШ the willingness to listen, the patience to understand, the strength to support, the heart to care and just to be there тАж that is the beauty of a womanтАЩ..

Today also happens to be the birth anniversary of poet-lyricist Sahir Ludhianvi.

He has talked about womanтАЩs plight, her sufferings, how she has been treated for years in the society, what challenges she face, what are her problems and many more things associated with a woman. Through his poetry and songs he has time to time discuss womanhood and have thrown light on the contemporary world where woman have been neglected, insulted and tortured.

We are all aware that Sahir Ludhianvi shared a strong bond with his mother and many of his poems on woman have been inspired by his motherтАЩs hardships and challenges she faced during her life.

Most of the books on Sahir Ludhianvi find mention of his strong bond of relationship with his Mother and many of us are aware of this through the information in books on Sahir Ludhianvi or other sources like interviews of famous film personalities or information available on the internet.

But I donтАЩt think that much in details have been discussed about his mother and how she faced problems after separating from her husband and upbringing of a son to a poet lyricist of this great stature that Sahir achieved in his life.
Today we throw some light on the above based on the information available in few books on Sahir Ludhianvi and some info on the internet.

In the тАШintroductionтАЩ of the book тАШ Jaag Utthhe Khwaab Kayi- Sahir Ludhianvi тАЩ (Penguin Books India-Yatra Books-2010) editor Murlimanohar Prasad Singh mentions that if one has to understand about SahirтАЩs personality, ideology, emotions, thoughts and dreams and his poetic soul and if one has to know Sahir, one has know about his mother Sardar Begam.
To put his point further he has cited the novel Mother by Maxim Gorky published in 1906 and based on which in 1926 a Russian movie Mother was made and it was directed by Vsevolod Pudovkin.
The plot of the original novel as mentioned on the Wikipedia is as given below;

In his novel, Gorky portrays the life of a woman who works in a Russian factory doing hard manual labour and combating poverty and hunger, among other hardships. Pelageya Nilovna Vlasova is the real protagonist; her husband, a heavy drunkard, physically assaults her and leaves all the responsibility for raising their son, Pavel Vlasov, to her, but unexpectedly dies. Pavel noticeably begins to emulate his father in his drunkenness and stammer, but suddenly becomes involved in revolutionary activities. Abandoning drinking, Pavel starts to bring books to his home. Being illiterate and having no political interest, Nilovna is at first cautious about Pavel’s new activities. However, she wants to help him. Pavel is shown as the main revolutionary character. Nevertheless Nilovna, moved by her maternal feelings and, though uneducated, overcoming her political ignorance to become involved in revolution, is considered the true protagonist of the novel.

(The тАШplotтАЩ of the film тАШMotherтАЩ made in 1926тАЩ and is also mentioned on wiki here)

We can understand how in a male dominated society a single woman has to face the social concerns, whether she is a тАШwidowтАЩ, a divorcee, or a тАШwoman simply abandoned by her husbandтАЩ.
The conditions in any тАШtime spanтАЩ would have been the same and the reality must have been more harsh or continued to be harsh as we see it today and in such circumstances if a woman dedicated her whole life for her child then it is as exemplary as we see in the case of Sahir Ludhianvi.
For ages the story would have been the same and a woman must have fought more courageously to sustain herself in the adversity of life, and when the whole world is against her. It is difficult to face criticism from all side in around yourself and still continue this journey of life.

I have tried to visualize of how SahirтАЩs mother would have faced the challenges of her times and how she was able to do upbringing of Sahir and his love for poetry even in those turbulent times of her personal life when she was passing through and how her stubbornness, righteousness, virtuousness, her strong mental condition, the values , the ethics she followed, is depicted in the various poems/songs that Sahir has penned while writing the songs on woman, a mother, or a mother-son song or a father-son song for that matter.

So when we have lullaby from his pen his words are full of dreams full of love of a mother for her child;

So ja re so ja meri ankhiyon ke taare
mere raajdulaare
tohe sapnon ki nagri se
nindiya pukaare
pariyon ke baalak
taaron ke bhes mein
tujhko bulaane aaye
chanda ke des mein
sapnon ka raaj hai ae
mere munne ke liye
phoolon ka taaj hai

One can think of the greatness of Sardar Begam, SahirтАЩs mother, who inspite of her own disturbed life when she left her husbandтАЩs home, when he married for 12th time, and she has taken her child with her and taken up his upbringing.
One can imagine how little Sahir was being fed, what values were being inculcated in him and how his life was being shaped.

Mere munne re
seedhi raah pe chalna
jug jug tak phoolna phalna
kaisi bhi mushkil aaye
tera paaon na dolne paaye
tu kul ka maan badhaaye
main tujh par balihaari
seedhi raah pe chalna
sach baat se mat ghabraana
har jhooth se takra jaana
sansaar mein naam kamaana
meri jeewan raat andheri
tu nanhee jyot hai meri
kal hoke na ho maa teri
main tujh par balihaari
seedhi raah pe chalna

(When I shared this song earlier, it reminded me of the famous poem тАШthe hand that rocked the cradle, is the hand that rules the worldтАЩ)

When SahirтАЩs mother left her husbandтАЩs home and taken the child Sahir with her, her husband tried to pressurize her to come back home or either leave the child with him.
But instead of succumbing to his demands Sardar Begam file a case against her husband for divorce and she fight for the custody of Sahir.
SahirтАЩs father had even threatened of killing Sahir.
During all this time SahirтАЩs mother must have surely been worried about the uncertain future of her child and a thought losing her child or even what will happen to the child if she is not there must have passed through her mind.

We could find these worries articulated in SahirтАЩs songs;

tujhko haalaat ki aandhi se bachaane ke liye
aaj main pyaar ke aanchal mein chhupaa leti hoon
kal ye kamzor sahaaraa bhi na haasil hogaa
kal tujhe kaanton bhari raah pe chalnaa hogaa
zindagaani ki kadi dhoop mein jalnaa hogaa
tere bachpan ko jawaani ki duaa deti hoon
aur duaa deke pareshaan si ho jaati hoon

Or

parmeshwar rakhwaala teraa
wo hi maata
wo hi pita hai
maine to bas paala aa
sukh sapne saakaar huye
jab maine tujhko paaya aa
teen lok kaa saain tere
sar par rakkhe saaya
tu mera nanha manmohan
tu mera nandalaala aa aa
parmeshwar rakhwaala teraa
parmeshwar rakhwaala

At times she may have even cursed the circumstances in her life and the fear of losing her own life may also have stuck up her mind, but whom she should trust for her childтАЩs safety;

Kaanton bhare hain sab raaste
tere vaaste
jeewan ki dagar mein
kaun banegaa teraa aasraa
bedard nagar mein
tu mere pyaar kaa phool hai
ke meri bhool hai
kuchh kah nahin sakti
par kisi kaa kiyaa tu bhare
ye sah nahin sakti

Seeing his mother struggling, going through trials and tribulations a child at young age can understand the reality but given his age and his limitations he could assure his mother that one day he will stand for her

Maa tu aansoo ponchhle apne
rone ki koi baat nahin
jab tak tere saath hoon main
mat soch ke koyee saath nahin
aur zaraa sa paal de mujhko
phir main tujhko paaloonga
jo maangegi so laaunga
koi baat na taaloonga
jo teri jholi mein na daaloon
aisi koi saugaat nahin
Maa tu aansoo ponchhle apne
rone ki koi baat nahin

And when this child grows up he vows to eliminate all the struggles all the problems from his motherтАЩs life;

Jab tak tere saath hoon main
mat soch ke koyee saath nahin
din bhar mehnat karke jab main
shaam ko waapas aaoonga
din bhar mehnat karke jab main
shaam ko waapas aaoonga
apne paas bithaakar tujhko
pyaar ke saath khilaaunga
tu aisa mat soch ke tere
sar pe koyi haath nahin
maa tu aansoo ponchhle apne
rone ki koi baat nahin

And that is why even when Sahir entered adulthood his mother was the centre of his being and when Sahir established himself as a successful lyricist he does everything to ensure that his mother is happy and whenever she was upset Sahir would get tense and he could not be at rest till he get to know that everything is well with his mother.

The troubles she had gone through in bringing up Sahir, after separating from her husband and all the difficulties of a being a woman is what we find expressed in various poems of Sahir and those that later on become part of films.

SahirтАЩs mother left him in 1976 and after four years of her Sahir left us on 25.10.1980.

(note : On the second thought, and knowing about the relationship between Jan Nisar Akhtar and the few years Javed Akhtar spent with Sahir Saab it will be interesting to know if the character of mother and the famous dialogue тАШ mere paas maa hainтАЩ from the film Deewaar was at any time inspired from SahirтАЩs life. Rather I strongly feel that it must have been.
Recently I even tried to speak to Javed Saab but he was out of Mumbai for some work)

For todayтАЩs post to present with a song I had this song marked very much earlier when I get a chance to share some of the above songs for Atul jiтАЩs┬а┬аblog.

Tu mere saath rahega munne ae
Tu mere saath rahega munne
Taaqi tu jaan sake
Tujhko parwaan chadhaane ke liye
Kitne sangeen maraheel se
Teri maa guzri
Tu mere saath rahega munne

Tu mere saath rahega munne
Taaqi tu dekh sake
Kitne paaon meri mamta ke
Kaleje pe pade
Kitne khanjar meri aankhon
Mere kaanon mein gade
Tu mere saath rahega munne

Main tujhe reham ke saaye mein na
Palne doongi
Zindagaani ki kadi dhoop mein
Chalne doongi
Taaqi tap tap ke tu faulaad bane
Maa ki aulaad bane
Maa ki aulaad bane
Tu mere saath rahega munne

Jab talak hoga tera saath nibhaaungi main
Phir chali jaaungi
Us paar ke sannaaton mein
Aur taaron se tujhe jhaankungi
Zakhm seene mein liye
Phool nigaahon mein liye
Tera koyi bhi nahin mere siwa
Mera koyi bhi nahin tere siwa
Tu mere saath rahega munne
Tu mere saath rahega munne
Tu mere saath rahega munne

(Part-2)

Jab talak hoga tera saath nibhaaungi main
Phir chali jaaungi
Us paar ke sannaaton mein
Jab talak hoga tera saath nibhaaungi main
Phir chali jaaungi
Us paar ke sannaaton mein
Aur taaron se tujhe jhaankungi ee
Zakhm seene mein liye
Phool nigaahon mein liye
Mera har dard tujhe dil mein basaana hoga
Main teri maa hoon
Mera karz chukaana hoga
Meri barbaadi ke zaameen agar aabaad rahe
Main tujhe doodh na bakhshoongi
Tujhe yaad rahe
Main tujhe doodh na bakhshoongi
Tujhe yaad rahe
Tujhe yaad rahe
Tujhe yaad rahe

Lyrics in Devnagri Script:

рддреВ рдореЗрд░реЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд░рд╣реЗрдЧрд╛ рдореБрдиреНрдиреЗ рдР
рддреВ рдореЗрд░реЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд░рд╣реЗрдЧрд╛ рдореБрдиреНрдиреЗ
рддрд╛рдХрд┐ рддреВ рдЬрд╛рди рд╕рдХреЗ
рддреБрдЭрдХреЛ рдкрд░рд╡рд╛рди рдЪрдврд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП
рдХрд┐рддрдиреЗ рд╕рдВрдЧреАрди рдорд░рд╛рд╣рд┐рд▓ рд╕реЗ
рддреЗрд░реА рдорд╛рдБ рдЧреБрдЬрд░реА
рддреВ рдореЗрд░реЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд░рд╣реЗрдЧрд╛ рдореБрдиреНрдиреЗ

рддреВ рдореЗрд░реЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд░рд╣реЗрдЧрд╛ рдореБрдиреНрдиреЗ
рддрд╛рдХрд┐ рддреВ рджреЗрдЦ рд╕рдХреЗ
рдХрд┐рддрдиреЗ рдкрд╛рдБрд╡ рдореЗрд░реА рдордорддрд╛ рдХреЗ рдХрд▓реЗрдЬреЗ рдкреЗ рдкреЬреЗ
рдХрд┐рддрдиреЗ рдЦрдВрдЬрд░ рдореЗрд░реА рдЖрдБрдЦреЛрдВ
рдореЗрд░реЗ рдХрд╛рдиреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдЧреЬреЗ
рддреВ рдореЗрд░реЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд░рд╣реЗрдЧрд╛ рдореБрдиреНрдиреЗ

рдореИрдВ рддреБрдЭреЗ рд░рд╣рдо рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рдП рдореЗрдВ рди
рдкрд▓рдиреЗ рджреВрдБрдЧреА
рдЬрд┐рдВрджрдЧрд╛рдиреА рдХреА рдХреЬреА рдзреБрдк рдореЗрдВ
рдЪрд▓рдиреЗ рджреВрдБрдЧреА
рддрд╛рдХрд┐ рддрдк рддрдк рдХреЗ рддреВ рдлреМрд▓рд╛рдж рдмрдиреЗ
рдорд╛рдБ рдХреА рдФрд▓рд╛рдж рдмрдиреЗ
рдорд╛рдБ рдХреА рдФрд▓рд╛рдж рдмрдиреЗ
рддреВ рдореЗрд░реЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд░рд╣реЗрдЧрд╛ рдореБрдиреНрдиреЗ

рдЬрдм рддрд▓рдХ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ рддреЗрд░рд╛ рд╕рд╛рде рдирд┐рднрд╛рдЙрдВрдЧреА рдореИрдВ
рдлрд┐рд░ рдЪрд▓реА рдЬрд╛рдЙрдВрдЧреА
рдЙрд╕ рдкрд╛рд░ рдХреЗ рд╕рдиреНрдирд╛рдЯреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ
рдФрд░ рддрд╛рд░реЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рддреБрдЭреЗ рдЭрд╛рдБрдХреБрдВрдЧреА
рдЬрдЦреНрдо рд╕реАрдиреЗ рдореЗрдВ рд▓рд┐рдП
рдлреВрд▓ рдирд┐рдЧрд╛рд╣реЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рд▓рд┐рдП
рддреЗрд░рд╛ рдХреЛрдИ рднреА рдирд╣реАрдВ рдореЗрд░реЗ рд╕рд┐рд╡рд╛
рдореЗрд░рд╛ рдХреЛрдИ рднреА рдирд╣реАрдВ рддреЗрд░реЗ рд╕рд┐рд╡рд╛
рддреВ рдореЗрд░реЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд░рд╣реЗрдЧрд╛ рдореБрдиреНрдиреЗ
рддреВ рдореЗрд░реЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд░рд╣реЗрдЧрд╛ рдореБрдиреНрдиреЗ
рддреВ рдореЗрд░реЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд░рд╣реЗрдЧрд╛ рдореБрдиреНрдиреЗ

(рднрд╛рдЧ реи )

рдЬрдм рддрд▓рдХ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ рддреЗрд░рд╛ рд╕рд╛рде рдирд┐рднрд╛рдЙрдВрдЧреА рдореИрдВ
рдлрд┐рд░ рдЪрд▓реА рдЬрд╛рдЙрдВрдЧреА
рдЬрдм рддрд▓рдХ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ рддреЗрд░рд╛ рд╕рд╛рде рдирд┐рднрд╛рдЙрдВрдЧреА рдореИрдВ
рдлрд┐рд░ рдЪрд▓реА рдЬрд╛рдЙрдВрдЧреА
рдЙрд╕ рдкрд╛рд░ рдХреЗ рд╕рдиреНрдирд╛рдЯреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ
рдФрд░ рддрд╛рд░реЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рддреБрдЭреЗ рдЭрд╛рдБрдХреБрдВрдЧреА
рдЬрдЦреНрдо рд╕реАрдиреЗ рдореЗрдВ рд▓рд┐рдП
рдлреВрд▓ рдирд┐рдЧрд╛рд╣реЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рд▓рд┐рдП
рдореЗрд░рд╛ рд╣рд░ рджрд░реНрдж рддреБрдЭреЗ рджрд┐рд▓ рдореЗрдВ рдмрд╕рд╛рдирд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛
рдореИрдВ рддреЗрд░реА рдорд╛рдБ рд╣реВрдБ
рдореЗрд░рд╛ реШрд░реНреЫ рдЪреБрдХрд╛рдирд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛
рдореЗрд░реА рдмрд░реНрдмрд╛рджреА рдХреЗ рдЬрд╛рдореАрди рдЕрдЧрд░ рдЖрдмрд╛рдж рд░рд╣реЗ
рдореИрдВ рддреБрдЭреЗ рджреВрдз рди рдмрдЦреНрд╢реВрдВрдЧреА
рддреБрдЭреЗ рдпрд╛рдж рд░рд╣реЗ
рдореИрдВ рддреБрдЭреЗ рджреВрдз рди рдмрдЦреНрд╢реВрдВрдЧреА
рддреБрдЭреЗ рдпрд╛рдж рд░рд╣реЗ
рддреБрдЭреЗ рдпрд╛рдж рд░рд╣реЗ
рддреБрдЭреЗ рдпрд╛рдж рд░рд╣реЗ

Note: Meaning of few key words:

Parwan chadhna тАУ to grow up, grow, increase, flourish
Sangeen тАУ hard, stony
Marahil тАУ stations, stages, daysтАЩ journeys; journeys.
Bakhshnaa- to give, grant, bestow, to forgive, pardon, excuse.

рдЖрдпрд╛ рдореМрд╕рдо тАШрд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реАтАЩ рдХрд╛ …

рдХреВреЬрд╛ тАУ рдХрд░рдХрдЯ
(рд╣рдорд╛рд░реЗ рд╕рдорд╛рдЬ рдХрд╛ рдЖрдЗрдирд╛)

… рдЖрдпрд╛ рдореМрд╕рдо тАШрд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реАтАЩ рдХрд╛ …

рджреЛрд╕реНрддреЛрдВ, рдпрд╣ рд▓реЗрдЦ рдореИрдВрдиреЗ рдХрдИ рдорд╣реАрдиреЛрдВ рдкрд╣рд▓реЗ рд▓рд┐рдЦрд╛ рдерд╛ рдЬрдм рдмрд╛рд░ рдмрд╛рд░ тАШрд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реАтАЩ рдХрд┐ рдЪрд░реНрдЪрд╛ рдХреБрдЫ рди рдХреБрдЫ рдмрд╣рд╛рдиреЗ рд╕реЗ рд╕реБрд░реНреЩрд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдереА. рдлрд┐рд░ рдХреБрдЫ рдХрд╛рд░рдгрд╡рд╢ рдореИрдВ рдЗрд╕реЗ рдкреЛрд╕реНрдЯ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдХрд░ рдкрд╛рдпрд╛.
рддрдм рдРрд╕реА рдШрдЯрдирд╛ рдШрдЯреА рдереА рдЬрдм рдПрдХ рдЗрдВрд╕рд╛рди рдиреЗ рдЦреБрджрдХрд╢реА рдХрд┐ рдФрд░ рд╡рдХреНрдд рд░рд╣рддреЗ рдЕрдЧрд░ рд╕реБрд░рдХреНрд╖рд╛ рдХрд░реНрдореА тАШрд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реАтАЩ рдХрд┐ тАШрдлреВрдЯреЗрдЬтАЩ рдХрд┐ рдирд┐рдЧрд░рд╛рдиреА рдХрд░ рд░рд╣реЗ рд╣реЛрддреЗ рддреЛ рд╢рд╛рдпрдж рдЗрд╕ рд╢рдЦреНрд╕ рдХреЛ рдмрдЪрд╛рдпрд╛ рднреА рдЬрд╛ рд╕рдХрддрд╛ рдерд╛.

рдпрд╣ рд▓реЗрдЦ рднреА рдореИрдВрдиреЗ рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рддрд░реАрдХреЗ рд╕реЗ рд╕рд░рд▓ рднрд╛рд╖рд╛ рдореЗрдВ рд▓рд┐рдЦрд╛ рд╣реИ рддрд╛рдХрд┐ рд╕рд╛рдорд╛рдиреНрдп рдЬрдирддрд╛ рдкрд░ рдпрд╛ тАШрдЖрдо тАУрдЖрджрдореАтАЩ рдкрд░ рдЗрд╕рд╕реЗ рдХреЛрдИ рдФрд░ рдЕрдзрд┐рдХ тАШрдмреЛрдЭтАЩ рди рдмрдвреЗ !! рдХреНрдпреЛрдВрдХрд┐ рдЖрдо рдЖрджрдореА рдЕрдкрдиреА рд░реЛреЫрдорд░реНрд░рд╛ рдХрд┐ рдЬрд┐рдВрджрдЧреА рд╕реЗ рд╣реА рдЗрддрдирд╛ рдердХ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ рдЙрд╕рдХреЗ рдмрд╛рдж рдХреЗ рд╕рдордп рдореЗрдВ рд╡рд╣ рдХреЛрдИ рднреА рдЕрддрд┐рд░рд┐рдХреНрдд рдХрд╛рд░реНрдп (рдЪрд╛рд╣реЗ рд╡рд╣ рджреЗрд╢рд╣рд┐рдд рдореЗрдВ рд╣реА рдХреНрдпреЛрдВ рди рд╣реЛ, рдХрд░рдиреЗ рд╣рд╛ рд╣реМрд╕рд▓рд╛ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдЬреБрдЯрд╛ рдкрддрд╛ рд╣реИ).

рдЕрдм рджреЗрд╢ рдореЗрдВ рдлрд┐рд░ рд╕реЗ тАШрд╕рд┐рд╕рд┐рдЯреАрд╡реАтАЩ рдХрд╛ тАШрдореМрд╕рдотАЩ рдЙрдлрд╛рди рдкрд░ рд╣реИ. рдХрдИ рдЬрдЧрд╣ тАШрд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реАтАЩ рд▓рдЧрд╛рдП рдЬрд╛ рд░рд╣реЗ рд╣реИ. рдХрдИ рдЬрдЧрд╣реЛрдВ рдкрд░ рд▓рдЧрд╛рдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рд╡рд┐рдЪрд╛рд░ рд╣реЛ рд░рд╣рд╛ рд╣реИ тАУ рдХреЗрдВрджреНрд░ рд╕реНрддрд░ рдкрд░- рджрд┐рд▓реНрд▓реА рдореЗрдВ- рдЕрд▓рдЧ рдЕрд▓рдЧ рд░рд╛рдЬреНрдпреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ тАУ рдЬрд╣рд╛рдБ рдирдпреА рд╕рд░рдХрд╛рд░реЗрдВ рдЖрдпреА рд╣реИ рд╡рд╣рд╛рдБ рдкрд░, рдЗрддреНрдпрд╛рджрд┐.
(рдЗрд╕рдХрд╛ рдорддрд▓рдм рдпрд╣ рднреА рдирд┐рдХрд╛рд▓рд╛ рдЬрд╛ рд╕рдХрддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ тАШрдХрд░реЛреЬреЛрдВтАЩ рд░реБрдкрдпреЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рдмрдЬрдЯ рдЗрд╕рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдЖрд╡рдВрдЯрд┐рдд рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рдЧрдпрд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛, рдирд┐рд╡рд┐рджрд╛рдПрдБ рдордВрдЧрд╛рдИ рдЧрдпреА рд╣реЛрдВрдЧреА, рдареЗрдХреЗ (?) рджрд┐рдП рдЬрд╛ рд░рд╣реЗ рд╣реЛрдВрдЧреЗ рдпрд╛ рдареЗрдХреЛрдВ рдХрд┐ рдиреАрд▓рд╛рдореА рдХрд┐ рдЬрд╛ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реЛрдВрдЧреА, рдпрд╛ рдлрд┐рд░ тАШрдСрди-рд▓рд╛рдЗрдитАЩ рдкреНрд░рдХреНрд░рд┐рдпрд╛ рдЪрд▓ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реЛрдВрдЧреА. рд╣рдо рдЪрд╛рд╣реЗ рддреЛ рдХреБрдЫ рднреА рдХрдпрд╛рд╕ рд▓рдЧрд╛ рд╕рдХрддреЗ рд╣реИ)

рд╣рдордиреЗ рдРрд╕рд╛ рднреА рджреЗрдЦрд╛ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ рдХрднреА-рдХрднреА тАШрд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реАтАЩ рдХрд╛ рдЬрд┐рдХреНрд░ рд╣реЛрддрд╛ рд╣реИ рддреЛ рдЖрдБрдЦреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рдордиреЗ рдПрдХ рдирд╛рдХрд╛рдо тАШрдХреИрдорд░реЗтАЩ рдХрд┐ рддрд╕реНрд╡реАрд░ рдЙрднрд░ рдЖрддреА рд╣реИ. рдХреНрдпреЛрдВрдХрд┐ рд╣рд░ рд╕рдордп рдпрд╣реА рд╕реБрдирдиреЗ рдХреЛ рдорд┐рд▓рддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ тАШрд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реАтАЩ рддреЛ рд▓рдЧрд╛ рд╣реБрдЖ рдерд╛ рдкрд░ рд╡рд╣ рдХрд╛рдо рдирд╣реАрдВ рдХрд░ рд░рд╣рд╛ рдерд╛! рддреЛ рдХреНрдпрд╛ рд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реА рдХреЛ рднреА рдСрдлрд┐рд╕-рдСрдлрд┐рд╕ рдЬреИрд╕реА рдХреЛрдИ рдмреАрдорд╛рд░реА рд▓рдЧ рдЧрдпреА рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ рд╡рд╣ рдХреБрдЫ рд▓реЗрди-рджреЗрди рдХреЗ рдмрд╛рдж рд╣реА рдХрд╛рдо рдХрд░реЗрдЧрд╛. рдпрд╛ рдлрд┐рд░ рд╣рдордиреЗ рд╣рдЬрд╛рд░реЛрдВ тАУ рд▓рд╛рдЦреЛрдВ рд░реБрдкрдпреЗ рдЦрд░реНрдЪ рдХрд░ рдЗрди рдХреИрдорд░реЛрдВ рдХреЛ рд▓рдЧрд╡рд╛рдпрд╛ рд╣реА рдХреНрдпреЛрдВ рд╣реИ?
рдЗрд╕ рд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реА рдХреЛ рдореБрдП рдХреЛ рд╢рд░реНрдо рднреА рдирд╣реАрдВ рдЖрддреА рд╣реИ, рд▓реЛрдЧ рдЬрд╛рди рд╕реЗ рдЪрд▓реЗ рдЬрд╛рддреЗ рд╣реИ, рдкрд░ рдпрд╣ рд╣рд┐рд▓рддрд╛ рд╣реА рдирд╣реАрдВ рд╣реИ, рджреЗрд╢ рдХрд┐ рд╕реБрд░рдХреНрд╖рд╛ рддрдХ рдЦрддрд░реЗ рдореЗ рдкреЬ рдЬрд╛рддреА рд╣реИ рдЖрдо рдЖрджрдореА рдХрд┐ рддреЛ рдмрд╛рдд рд╣реА рдХреНрдпрд╛?
рдФрд░ рд╣рдо рдХреЗрд╡рд▓ рд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реА рдХреЗ рднрд░реЛрд╕реЗ рд╣реИ, рдЕрдЧрд░ рдХреЛрдИ рдЗрд╕реЗ рдЬрд╛рди-рдмреВрдЭрдХрд░тАЩ рдЪрд▓рдиреЗ рдирд╣реАрдВ рджреЗрддрд╛ рд╣реИ рддреЛ рднреА рдЗрд╕реЗ рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдЖрдк рдХрднреА рдХрднрд╛рд░ рдПрдХ рдЪрдорддреНрдХрд╛рд░ рдХреЗ рд░реВрдк рдореЗрдВ рдХрд╛рдо рдХрд░рдиреЗ рдореЗрдВ рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдлрд░реНрдХ рдкреЬрддрд╛ рд╣реИ, рдХреНрдпреЛрдВрдХрд┐ рдЗрд╕рдореЗрдВ рдХреИрдж рд╣реБрдИ рддрд╕реНрд╡реАрд░реЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рд╣реА рддреЛ рд╣рдореЗрдВ рдХреБрдЫ рд╕реБрд░рд╛рдЧ рдорд┐рд▓реЗрдВрдЧреЗ рд╡рд░реНрдирд╛ рджрд┐рдЦрд╛рд╡реЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рддреЛ рд╣рдорд╛рд░реА рдкреБрд▓рд┐рд╕ рдЭреВрда-рдореВрда рдХреБрдЫ рддреЛ рдЫрд╛рдкреЗрдорд╛рд░реА рдХрд░реЗрдЧреА рд╣реА,
рд╡реИрд╕реЗ рднреА рдкрд╣рд▓реЗ рдЬрдм рд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реА рдирд╣реАрдВ рдерд╛ рддреЛ рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдорд╛рдорд▓реЗ рд╕реБрд▓рдЭрддреЗ рд╣реА рдирд╣реАрдВ рдереЗ, рд╣рд╛рдБ рдпрд╣ рдЕрд▓рдЧ рдмрд╛рдд рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛рддрд░ рдорд╛рдорд▓реЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдмрд╛рд╣рд░реА рддрд╛рдХрддреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд╣реЛрдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рддрд░реНрдХ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рдерд╛ рдФрд░ рдЕрдЧрд░ рдХреЛрдИ рдЧреБрдирд╛рд╣рдЧрд╛рд░ рдкрдХреЬрд╛ рднреА рдЬрд╛рдП рддреЛ рдХреНрдпрд╛? рдХрд╛рдиреВрди рдХреЗ рдвреАрд▓реЗ рдврд╛рд▓реЗ рдкреЗрдВрдЪ рдЙрд╕рдХреА рд╕рд▓рд╛рдорддреА рдХреЗ рдХрдИ рд░рд╛рд╕реНрддреЗ рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдЖрдк рдЦреЛрд▓ рджреЗрддреЗ рд╣реИ рддрд╛рдХрд┐ рдЧреБрдирд╛рд╣ рдХрд░рдиреЗрд╡рд╛рд▓реЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд╣реМрдВрд╕рд▓реЗ рдФрд░ рдмреБрд▓рдВрдж рд╣реЛ рдФрд░ рд╡реЛ рд╕рдВрдЧреАрди рд╕реЗ рд╕рдВрдЧреАрди рдЕрдкрд░рд╛рдз рдХрд░рдиреЗ рдХрд┐ рд╣рд┐рдорд╛рдХрдд рдХрд░ рд╕рдХреЗ, рдЗрд╕реА рдХрд╛ рдирд╛рдо рддреЛ рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рд▓реЛрдХрддрдВрддреНрд░ рд╣реИ, рдФрд░ тАШрдЯрд╛рд▓рд░реЗрдВрд╕тАЩ рднреА рд╣рдорд╛рд░рд╛ рдЧреЫрдм рдХрд╛ рд╣реИ , рд╣рд░ рдЪреАрдЬ рдмрд░реНрджрд╛рд╢реНрдд рдХрд░ рд▓реЗрддреЗ рд╣реИ…
рд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣рд╛рдБ , рд╡рд╣реА… рд╕рд╣рд┐рд╖реНрдгреБрддрд╛ , рдлрд░реНрдЧрд┐рд╡реЗрдиреЗрд╕ .. рдХреНрд╖рдорд╛.. тАШрдХреНрд╖рдорд╛рджрд╛рди рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдКрдкрд░ рд╣реИтАЩ,
рдпрд╣ рд╕рдм рд╕рдм рдХрд╣рддреЗ рд╕реБрдирддреЗ рд╣реА рддреЛ рд╣рдордиреЗ рдЧрд╛рдВрдзреАрдЬреА рдХреЗ тАШрддреАрди рдмрдВрджрд░реЛрдВтАЩ рдХреЛ рдЕрдкрдиреА рдирд╛рдХрд╛рдореА рдХрд┐ рдврд╛рд▓ рдмрдирд╛ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ рд╣реИ, рдХреИрд╕реЗ? ..
рдРрд╕реЗ рдЬрдирд╛рдм- рд╣рд░ рдЧреБрдирд╛рд╣ рд╕реЗ , рд╕рд╛рдорд╛рдЬрд┐рдХ рдмреБрд░рд╛рдЗрдпреЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рд╣рдордиреЗ рдЖрдБрдЦ рдореВрдВрдж рд▓реА рд╣реИ- рдЪрд╛рд╣реЗ рд╣рдорд╛рд░реЗ рд╕рд╛рдордиреЗ рдХрд┐рддрдирд╛ рднреА рдмреБрд░рд╛ рдШрдЯрд┐рдд рд╣реЛ рд░рд╣рд╛ рд╣реЛ- тАШ рд╣рдо рдХреБрдЫ рджреЗрдЦрддреЗ рд╣реА рдирд╣реАрдВ рд╣реИтАЩ- рдореИрдВрдиреЗ рджреЗрдЦрд╛ рдирд╣реАрдВтАЩ ,
рд╡рд┐рдХрд╛рд╕ рдФрд░ рд╡реИрд╢реНрд╡реАрдХрд░рдг рдХреЗ рд╢реЛрд░ рдореЗ рдХрд┐рд╕реА рдХрд┐ рдЪреАрдЦ рдкреБрдХрд╛рд░ рднреА рд╣рдореЗрдВ рд╕реБрдирд╛рдИ рдирд╣реАрдВ рджреЗрддреА рд╣реИ- рдореИрдВрдиреЗ рд╕реБрдирд╛ рдирд╣реАрдВтАЩ, рдФрд░ рдЕрдиреНрдпрд╛рдп рдЪрд╛рд╣реЗ рдХрд┐рддрдирд╛ рднреА рд╣реЛ рд░рд╣рд╛ рд╣реЛ, рд╣рдорд╛рд░реЗ рдореЗрдВ рдЕрдм рдмреЛрд▓рдиреЗ рдХрд┐ рд╣рд┐рдореНрдордд рд░рд╣реА рд╣реА рдирд╣реАрдВ тАУ рд╕рдм рдЪрд▓рддрд╛ рд╣реИ, рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдмрд╛рдк рдХрд╛ рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ, рдордЬрдмреВрд░реА рдХрд╛ рдирд╛рдо … рд╣рдо рд╣реИ- рдЬреА рд╣рд╛рдБ тАУ рдПрдХ рдЖрдо рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдЖрджрдореА, рдХрд┐рд╕реА рдФрд░ рдХрд╛ рдирд╛рдо рдмрджрдирд╛рдо рдХрд░рдиреЗ рд╕реЗ рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдлрд╛рдпрджрд╛?,
рддреЛ рдпрд╣ рд╣реИ рд╣рдорд╛рд░рд╛ рддреАрд╕рд░рд╛ рдкрд╣рд▓реБ- тАШрдореИрдВрдиреЗ рдмреЛрд▓рд╛ рдирд╣реАрдВтАЩ

рддреЛ рдлрд┐рд░ рд╕реЗ тАШрд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реАтАЩ рдХрд┐ рдХрд╛рд░реНрдп рдкреНрд░рдгрд╛рд▓реА рдкрд░ рд▓реМрдЯрддреЗ рд╣реИ. рд╕рд░рдХрд╛рд░ рдиреЗ рдЬрд╣рд╛рдВ рднреА рдЬрдирддрд╛ рдХрд╛ рдкреИрд╕рд╛ рдЦрд░реНрдЪ рдХрд░ рдпреЗ
тАШрд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реАтАЩ рд▓рдЧрд╛рдП рд╣реИрдВ , рдЬрд╣рд╛рдВ рдпреЗ рдмрдВрдж рдкреЬреЗ рд╣реИрдВ тАУ рдЙрдиреНрд╣реЗрдВ рдЪрд╛рд▓реБ рдХрд░рд╛рдпрд╛ рдЬрд╛рдп, рдЬрд╣рд╛рдВ рдЪрд▓ рд░рд╣реЗ рд╣реИ рд╡рд╣рд╛рдБ рдкрд░ рдЗрдирдХреА рдлреВрдЯреЗрдЬ рдХрд┐ рдирд┐рдЧрд░рд╛рдиреА рдХрд░рдиреЗ рд╡рд╛рд▓реЛрдВ рдХреЛ рд╕рддрд░реНрдХ рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рдЬрд╛рдП, рдХреНрдпреЛрдВрдХрд┐ рдХрдм рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ рдХреНрдпрд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ рдЗрд╕рдХрд╛ рдЕрдиреБрдорд╛рди рд▓рдЧрд╛рдпрд╛ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдЬрд╛ рд╕рдХрддрд╛ рдЗрд╕рд▓рд┐рдП рд╕рддрд░реНрдХрддрд╛ рдЬрд░реБрд░реА рд╣реИ. рдФрд░ рдЬрд┐рдирдХреЗ рдЬрд┐рдореНрдореЗ рдЗрд╕рдХрд╛ рдкреВрд░рд╛ рдХрд╛рд░реНрдпрднрд╛рд░ рд╣реИ рд╡рд╣рд╛рдБ рдкрд░ рдЬрд╡рд╛рдмрджреЗрд╣реА рддрдп рдХрд░ рдЗрд╕рдХреА рдХрд╛рд░реНрдпрдкреНрд░рдгрд╛рд▓реА рдХреЛ рд╕реБрдЪрд╛рд░реВ рд░реВрдк рд╕реЗ рдЪрд▓рд╛рдпрд╛ рдЬрд╛рдП рдФрд░ рдЗрд╕рдХреЛ рд╕рдЦреНрддреА рд╕реЗ рд▓рд╛рдЧреВ рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рдЬрд╛рдП.
рд▓реЗрдЦрдХ рдХрд┐ рдкреНрд░рд╛рд░реНрдердирд╛ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ рд╕рд░рдХрд╛рд░ рд▓рдЧрд╛рдП рдЧрдП тАШрд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реАтАЩ рдХрд┐ тАШрдХрд╛рд░реНрдпрдкреНрд░рдгрд╛рд▓реАтАЩ рдирд┐рд╢реНрдЪрд┐рдд рдХрд░реЗрдВ рддрд╛рдХрд┐ рдЬрдирддрд╛ рдХреЛ рдФрд░ рд╕рднреА рдХреЛ рдЗрд╕рдХрд╛ рд▓рд╛рдн рдорд┐рд▓ рд╕рдХреЗ. рд╕рднреА рдЬрдЧрд╣реЛрдВ рдкрд░ рдпреЗ рд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реА рдмрд┐рдирд╛ рд░реБрдХрд╛рд╡рдЯ рдХреЗ рдЪрд▓рддреЗ рд░рд╣реЗ рдФрд░ рдХрд╛рдиреВрди рдХрд┐ рдорджрдж рдХрд░рддреЗ рд░рд╣реЗ. рдФрд░ рдЗрди рд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реА рдХреЛ рд▓рдЧрд╛рдиреЗ рдкрд░ рдЬреЛ тАШрдЬрдирддрд╛тАЩ рдХрд╛ тАШрдкреИрд╕рд╛тАЩ рд▓рдЧрд╛рдпрд╛ рдЧрдпрд╛ рд╣реИ рдЙрд╕рдХрд╛ рд▓рд╛рдн тАШрд░рд╛рд╖реНрдЯреНрд░тАЩ рдХреЛ рдФрд░ тАШрдЬрдирддрд╛тАЩ рдХреЛ рдорд┐рд▓реЗ. рдЬрд╛рди рд╣рд╛рдирд┐ рдХреЛ рдмрдЪрд╛рдпрд╛ рдЬрд╛рдП, рд░рд╛рд╖реНрдЯреНрд░ рдФрд░ рд░рд╛рд╖реНрдЯреНрд░реАрдп рд░рд╛рд╖реНрдЯреНрд░реАрдп рд╕рдВрдкрддреНрддрд┐ рдХрд┐ рд░рдХреНрд╖рд╛ рдХрд┐ рдЬрд╛ рд╕рдХреЗ.
рдФрд░ рдЬрдирддрд╛ рднреА рдЕрдкрдиреА рдЬрд╛рдЧрд░реВрдХрддрд╛ рд╕реЗ рдЗрди тАШрд╕реАрд╕реАрдЯреАрд╡реАтАЩ рдХрд┐ рд░рдХреНрд╖рд╛ рдХрд░реЗ рддрд╛рдХрд┐ рдХреЛрдИ рдЕрд╕рд╛рдорд╛рдЬрд┐рдХ рддрддреНрддреНрд╡ рдЗрдирдХреЛ рдиреБрдХреНрд╕рд╛рди рди рдкрдВрд╣реБрдЪрд╛ рд╕рдХреЗ рдФрд░ тАШрд░рд╛рд╖реНрдЯреНрд░реАрдп-рд╕рдВрдкрддреНрддрд┐тАЩ рдХрд┐ рд╣рд╛рдирд┐ рдХреЛ рдЯрд╛рд▓рд╛ рдЬрд╛ рд╕рдХреЗ.

(рдиреЛрдЯ тАУ рд╕реБрд░реНреЩрд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ рдХреБрдЫ рдЬрдЧрд╣реЛрдВ рдкрд░ тАШрдПрд▓-рдИ-рдбреАтАЩ тАШрдмрд▓реНрдмтАЩ рд▓рдЧрд╛рдиреЗ рдпрд╛ рдмрджрд▓рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рдХрд╛рд░реНрдп рдореЗрдВ рднреА рдХреБрдЫ рдЕрдирд┐рдпрдорд┐рддрддрд╛рдПрдВ рдкрд╛рдпреА рдЧрдпреА рд╣реИ … рдЬрдп рд╣реЛ !!)

тАШрдХрд┐рд░рдорд┐рдЪтАЩ … ( тАШCanvas of LifeтАЩ )

рд╕рдордп рдХрд┐ рдХреВрдВрдЪреА рдЪрд▓реА рд╣реИ
рдпрд╛рджреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рджреГрд╢реНрдп рдмрд┐рдЦрд░реЗ рд╣реИ
рдЬрд┐рдВрджрдЧреА рдХреЗ тАШрдХрд┐рд░рдорд┐рдЪтАЩ рдкрд░
рдЖрдЬ рдХрдИ рд░рдВрдЧ рдЙрднрд░реЗ рд╣реИ

рд░рдВрдЧреАрди рдХреБрдЫ
рдХреБрдЫ рдХрд╛рд▓реЗ,
рдХреБрдЫ рдирд┐рдЦрд░реЗ
рдХреБрдЫ рдзреБрдиреНрдзрд▓рд╛рдпреЗ
рд▓реЗрдХрд┐рди рд╕рдм рдРрд╕реЗ, рдЬреИрд╕реЗ
рджрд┐рд▓ рдЦреЛрд▓ рдХреЗ рдЬреА рдЖрдпреЗ

рдХрдИ рдЬреЫреНрдмрд╛рдд рдЗрдирдореЗ рдмреЛрд▓ рд░рд╣реЗ рд╣реИ
рд░рд┐рд╢реНрддреЛрдВ рдХрд┐ рдХрд╣рд╛рдирд┐рдпрд╛рдВ рдХрд╣ рд░рд╣реЗ рд╣реИ
рдЙрдореНрд░ рдХреЗ рдкреЬрд╛рд╡ рдЗрдирдореЗ рдЭрд▓рдХ рд░рд╣реЗ рд╣реИ
рд╣рд░ рджреМрд░ рдХрд╛ рд╣рд┐рд╕рд╛рдм рдорд╛рдВрдЧ рд░рд╣реЗ рд╣реИ

рдореЗрд░реЗ рддрдм рдХрд╛ рдореИрдВ
рдФрд░ рдореЗрд░реЗ рдЕрдм рдХрд╛ рдореИрдВ
рджреЛрдиреЛрдВ рдЖрдордиреЗ рд╕рд╛рдордиреЗ рд╣реИ
рд╕рд╡рд╛рд▓ рднреА рдореИрдВ
рдФрд░ рдЬрд╡рд╛рдм рднреА рдореИрдВ
рдлрд┐рд░ рднреА рдЙрд▓рдЭрдиреЗрдВ рдмрд╛рдХреА рд╣реИ

рд▓рдЧрддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдПрдХ рдЙрдореНрд░ рдЧреБреЫрд░ рдЧрдпреА
рдХрднреА рд▓рдЧрддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐
рдЕрднреА рддреЛ рдЬрд┐рдВрджрдЧреА рд╢реБрд░реВ рд╣реБрдИ,

рдпрд╛ рдлрд┐рд░ рдХрдЯ рдЪреБрдХреА рд╣реИ рдЖрдзреА
рдФрд░ рдмрд╛рдХреА рд╣реИ рдЖрдзреА,
тАШрдЪрд┐рддрдХрдмрд░реАтАЩтАШрдХрд┐рд░рдорд┐рдЪтАЩ
рдЯрдВрдЧреА рд╣реБрдИ рджреАрд╡рд╛рд░ рдкрд░

рд╣реМрд╕рд▓рд╛

рдкреЗрдВрдЪ рдЙрд▓рдЭрддреЗ рдЬрд╛ рд░рд╣реЗ рдереЗ
рдореБрд╢реНрдХрд┐рд▓реЗрдВ рдмрдврддреА рдЬрд╛ рд░рд╣реА рдереА
рдмрд░реНрджрд╛рд╢реНрддрдЧреА рдЫрдЯрдкрдЯрд╛рдиреЗ рд▓рдЧреА рдереА
рд╕рд╛рдВрд╕ рдШреБрдВрдЯрдиреЗ рд▓рдЧреА рдереА
рд▓рдЧрддрд╛ рдерд╛ рдЬреИрд╕реЗ рд╣рд░ рдореЛрдб рдкрд░
рд╕рд╛реЫрд┐рд╢ рд╢рддрд░рдВрдЬ рдмрд┐рдЫрд╛рдпреЗ рд╣реИ,

рдореИрдВ рджрд╛рдВрд╡ рдЪрд▓ рдирд╣реАрдВ рд░рд╣рд╛ рдерд╛
рдФрд░ рд╡реЛ рдЬреАрдд рдХрд┐ реЪрд▓рддрдлрд╣рдореА рдореЗрдВ рдереЗ
рдореИрдВ рдЧрд┐рд░рддреА рдЗрдВрд╕рд╛рдирд┐рдпрдд рджреЗрдЦ рд░рд╣рд╛ рдерд╛
рд╡реЛ рдЧреБрд▓рд╛рдо рдХрд┐ рдЕрдХрдб рдкрд░ рд╣реИрд░рд╛рди рдереЗ,

рд╣рд╛рдБ, рдЖрдЦрд┐рд░, рдереЗ рддреЛ рд╣рдо рдЧреБрд▓рд╛рдо рд╣реА ,

рдореИрдВ рдореБрдЯреНрдареА рднрд░ рднрд░ рд╣рд┐рдореНрдордд рдЬреБрдЯрд╛ рд░рд╣рд╛ рдерд╛
рд╕рдкрдиреЗ рддрд┐рдирдХрд╛ рддрд┐рдирдХрд╛ рдлрд┐рд╕рд▓ рд░рд╣реЗ рдереЗ
рдореИрдВ рдкрд░рдмрдд рдкрд░рдмрдд рд╣реМрд╕рд▓рд╛ рдЬреБрдЯрд╛рдиреЗ рд▓рдЧрд╛
рд╕рдкрдиреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдорд╣рд▓ рдбрдЧрдордЧрд╛рдиреЗ рд▓рдЧреЗ
рдорд╛рдпреВрд╕реА рд░реЛреЫрдорд░реНрд░рд╛ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдпреА
рдмрд╛рд░ рдмрд╛рд░ рдЬреЛ рд╡реЛ рдореЗрд░реЗ рд╡рдЬреВрдж рдХреЛрдВ рдареБрдХрд░рд╛рдиреЗ рд▓рдЧреЗ

рд▓реЗрдХрд┐рди, рдпрд╣реА рд╡рдХреНрдд рдерд╛ рдХрд┐,
рдореИрдВрдиреЗ рд╕реАрдиреЗ рдореЗрдВ рд╣реМрд╕рд▓рд╛ рднрд░ рд▓рд┐рдпрд╛
рдФрд░ тАШрдмрдЧрд╛рд╡рддтАЩ рдХрд░ рд▓реА
рдЙрдирдХреА рдорд╛рд▓рд┐рдХрд┐рдпрдд рдареБрдХрд░рд╛ рдХреЗ
рдЕрдкрдиреА рдЬрд┐рдВрджрдЧреА, рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдирд╛рдо рдХрд░ рд▓реА

Music and Life : Geet Gaataa Chal тАж

Music for all of us is a part of our life, or should I say it is тАШreligionтАЩ for all of us, or may be more than that.
It is also a positive force that keeps us going and a good healer too.

It may not be everything for us; still it is there with all aspects of our life.

And above all it isтАШworshipтАЩ for those who love music and those who are connected with it in some other way.

So, in our offerings of prayers to the goddess тАШSaraswatiтАЩ I sincerely wish that as long as I live and continue this journey of life, тАШmusicтАЩ is there with me at every moment and the journey be eternal musical forever тАж

***

All of us love music and we are attached to it for various reasons. For me, it is an ongoing activity which rules my sub-conscious and conscious mind every time.
It motivates me a lot. It acts like an inspirational force for me.

It has been almost since my childhood that I was addicted to Radio for listening songs and as I grow, that continued and the addiction also grows more with collection of cassettes, now collection CDs, getting done recording of songs, searching for rare songs etc etc.

So, music is always there with me in my day to day life.

***

When I was a bachelor the тАШmono cassette recorderтАЩ with me use to start early morning, in fact I used to rise from bed straight to put on a cassette to play (starting with тАШbhupaaliтАЩ/devotionals, and then moving for brush and tea preparation.
Then, till I left for office it continued to play and when I came back from office I start the music till I go to bed. The cassette player has to be auto stopped (usually) as I go to sleep while listening to the songs/albums for that day.

Then, as I joined distance education and use to study and do assignments at home, I use to listen to music during breaks of my study or when I wish to take some jigs on my favorite songs. (To тАШunwindтАЩ as they put up nowadays).

***

After getting active with Atul jiтАЩs blog, ┬аit has become my daily routine to share some songs either on daily basis. If not sharing, preparing for the songs to be shared, or searching for the songs that are in my memory since years back and while searching if I find something new (in our case the terminology is тАШold and rareтАЩ) then sharing them.
So music is continuously going on in my mind.

At work also whenever I get break or time to think during intervals I am thinking of songs that are yet to make to the blog.

Further in todayтАЩs stressful life we face many different situations time to time , a music lover like me always finds songs to face the situations, get out of it тАУ if it is a troubled situation or enjoy and celebrate or cheer тАУ if it something positive happening or getting succeeded in any assigned task (of work or of personal interest).

***

Few months back, we have to rush to a place about 475 kms away from my base station, as my elder daughter was hospitalized due to sudden illness. When she was hospitalized and her colleagues were with her (and she was out of danger), instead of starting instant, as it was already 9 PM, and I was still in travel back from my office, we decided to move on early morning next day. So I get time to take all my favorite albums with me.
However on the first day the тАШmusic systemтАЩ was under the control of by my younger daughter so we have to listen to mostly the newer songs.

The next two days were more hectic and there was no scope to listen the songs, though prayers were going on in our mind. After my elder daughter was discharged from hospital, my wife and younger daughter accompany her and stay at her Hostel room to give support.
When everything was settled we decided to visit a Aashram on the banks of Narmada River in Narmada district near Rajpipla. This is the place which we visit at least once in a year and I always wish that I get more chance to visit there and can spend a longer duration there. Well this time we were getting a night stay there and most importantly darshan of Swamiji.
Darshan of Swamiji is possible only few hours starting late night.

As my younger daughter stayed back to support her Didi at the hostel, me and my wife took up for the aashram.
Our travel has to be for at least 3 hours one side, so there was enough time for me to get on with my favorite songs too.
One of the albums that I carried with me was тАШImmortal melodies from Navketan Films: Vol.2-PhilosophicalтАЩ (SA re ga ma тАУ Bombay Talkies)
(Few years back I had got this one album from a famous online store)

As the playlist proceeds one by one this song appears!

тАШMan ke mandir mein jalti rahe geet sangeet ki aarti,
Mujhko vardaan de, mujhko vardaan de Maata Saraswati тАжтАЩ

When the word by word fall on my ear I was relating it with our daily life, the daily activities that we perform and finally we search some time for leisure, some time to take us off from the hectic life, some to time to unwind ourselves…
But now it has become difficult, because, as far as I am concerned I get very less time to play my favorite CD/DVDтАЩs, to listen all the cassettes that I have collected over these 29 years so far. Sometime I am angry with myself for the job I have taken and for the circumstances I have created myself which give very less time for me.

But none the less the songs are there playing all the time in my mind and what if I cannot hear the CDs or Cassettes, I can sing them I can keep humming different songs according to the changing situations whatever I faced and wherever I am. That way I remain connected to music every time all the time.

The song under discussion today says it all for me. All I can pray to God that тАШsukh dukh mein aap sadaa hamaare saath rehna, aur man ke mandir mein sangeet ki jyot jalaaye rakhnaтАЩ (I remember the very first time when I meet Swamiji he aksed me what I wish from the Gods as he has already given me a тАШhappy lifeтАЩ, so he advised me that whenever I pray to God I should only asked him to тАШbe with us in our тАШhard timesтАЩ as well тАШwhen we are sailing smoothтАЩ)

Haath bhi nahin jab hil sake
Saaz bhi jab nahin paas ho

Maut bhi ho saamne khadi
Mushkil aur har saans ho

Man ke mandir mein jalti rahe
Geet sangeet ki aarti
Mujhko vardaan de
Maata Saraswati

How true it is, because going through hard times also we were connected to the divine form of Music тАУ listening, singing and praying Prarthanaa, Bhajans at the тАШAashramтАЩ

тАШMan ke mandir mein jalti rahe тАУ Geet Sangeet ki AartiтАЩтАж

***

рд╕реБрд╣рд╛рдирд╛ рд╕рдлрд░ тАж. Suhaanaa Safar

This is poem is dedicated to the magical blog тАШatulтАЩs bollywood song a day тАУ with full lyricsтАЩ

Congratulating Atul ji and his team on reaching 10,000 songs on Jun 19, 2013 – atulsongaday.me and wishing a very happy musical journey ahead тАж

рдЧрд╛рдбреА рдЖрдпреА рдЧрд╛рдбреА рдЖрдпреА
рдЕрддреБрд▓ рдЬреА рдХрд┐ рдЧрд╛рдбреА рдЖрдпреА
рд╕рд╛рдд рд╕реБрд░реЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рд╕рд╛рдЧрд░ рд▓рд╛рдпреА
рдорди рдореЗрдВ рдЙрдордВрдЧреЗрдВ рд╣реЫрд╛рд░ рд▓рд╛рдпреА

рдЗрд╕рдХрд╛ рдЗрдВрдЬрди рд╕рдордп рдХрд╛ рдкрд╣рд┐рдпрд╛
рдбрд┐рдмреНрдмреЗ рд╕рд╛рд░реЗ рдмрджрд▓рддреА рдШреЬрд┐рдпрд╛рдБ
рдЗрди рдбрд┐рдмреНрдмреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдХрдИ рдХрд╣рд╛рдирд┐рдпрд╛рдВ
рдпрд╛рджреЛрдВ рдХрд┐ рдХрдИ рдЬрд┐рдВрджрдЧрд╛рдирд┐рдпрд╛рдБ

рд╕реБрдЦ рджреБрдГрдЦ рдХреЗ рдЦрдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рд╕реЗ
рдЧрд╣рд░реА рд╕рдордп рдХрд┐ рдзрд╛рд░рд╛ рд╕реЗ
рдХрд┐рд╕реНрд╕реЗ рдЕрдирдЧрд┐рдирдд рдХрд▓рд╛рдХрд╛рд░реЛрдВ рдХреЗ
рдордиреЛрд░рдВрдЬрди,рддреНрдпрд╛рдЧ рдФрд░ рддрдкрд╕реНрдпрд╛ рдХреЗ

рддреЗрд░реЗ рдореЗрд░реЗ рдХрд┐рддрдиреЗ рд╕рдкрдиреЗ
рдмрдЪрдкрди рдХреЗ рд╡реЛ рджрд┐рди рд╕реБрд╣рд╛рдиреЗ
рдЬрд╡рд╛рдиреА рдХреЗ рд╡реЛ рджрд┐рди рджреАрд╡рд╛рдиреЗ
рдЧрд╛рдПрдБ рдорд┐рд▓рдХрд░ рдЬреЛ рддрд░рд╛рдиреЗ

рдЕрдкрдирд╛ рд╕реНрдЯреЗрд╢рди рдЖрдпреЗ рддреЛ рдЙрддрд░рдирд╛
рджреЗрдЦ рдореБрд╕рд╛рдлрд┐рд░ рднреВрд▓ рди рдЬрд╛рдирд╛
рдлрд┐рд░ рдЗрд╕ рдЧрд╛рдбреА рдореЗрдВ рдЖрдирд╛
рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рд╣рдорд╛рд░рд╛ рд╕рд╛рде рд▓реЗ рдЬрд╛рдирд╛
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Gaadi aayi gaadi aayi
Atul ji ki gaadi aayi
Saat suron ka saagar laayi
Man mein umangen hazaar laayi

Iska Engine samay ka pahiyaa
Dibbe saare badalti ghadiyaan
In dibbon mein kayi kahaaniyaan
Yaadon ki kayi zindagaaniyaan

Sukh dukh ke khazaane se
Gehri samay ki dhaara se
Kisse angeenat kalaakaaron ke
Manoranjan, tyaag aur tapasyaa ke

Tere mere kitne sapne
Bachpan ke wo din suhaane
Jawaani ke wo din deewaane
Gaayen milkar jo takraane

Apna station aaye to utarna
Dekh musaafir bhool na jaana
Phir┬а is gaadi mein aana
Pyaar hamaara saath le jaana
***

Aaya hai mujhe phir yaad wo zaalimтАжSongs that bring back memories

He he he he he he
La la la la la la la la la la
Pyaar hua hai jabse

Whenever I listen to this song from тАШAbhilasha-1968тАЩ, I am thrilled, I get goose-bumps, its music makes me delighted and it takes back to me where I am kid and playing with an inflatable rainbow color beach ball, which my Father have brought for meтАж

That is how our mind starts relating memories with.

A strange feeling runs through my heart every time I hear Kishore KumarтАЩs
he he
he he
ha ha
hmm hmm
hmm hmm
aha ha
ha ha ha
ha
ha ha
hmm hmm
(In the song -kora kaaghaz thha yeh man mera)

Then I just cannot escape this, it stirs my heart
Hmm hmm hmm hmm
hmm hmm hmm hmm
he he he he
ho ho ho ho

(In phoolon ka taaron ka)

And in the same line an altogether different world starts calling me when I tune into these;

ho
he he he
ha ha ha

(From mere sapnon ki raani kab aayegi tu)

Hai haan ..sachchaai chhup nahin sakti, banaawat ke asoolon se тАж

And this Lata-KishoreтАЩs

o ho ho
ho ho ho
o ho ho
hmm hmm hmm

And just listen to this тАШhmm hmm hmmтАЩ by Kishore Kumar and the pause before Lata takes of to тАШKarwatein badalte raheтАЩ..

For years together this all have been very fascinating and it will be as long as we are there тАж

***

I believe that all of us, the тАШmusic loversтАЩ have our own reasons for being attached to тАШmusicтАЩ.
Some of us definitely have some specific reasons that keep us to be continuously in pursuit of тАШsongsтАЩ, and some of us have some special memories to cherish with, and cherish those special moments with some sort of тАШmusical memoriesтАЩ attached with.

We always like to mention about the тАШsongs that bring back memoriesтАЩ.

We fondly cherish and remember such songs and enjoy them and try to revive those memories.

Trying to find out these special songs, that I hear up while growing, was the main reason that I started to contributing lyrics of the songs that were still to be posted on Atul jiтАЩs blog.
But when I noticed that many songs from my list of тАШAaya hai mujhe phir yaad wo zaalimтАЩ (title I thought to give to this compilation when I record them, and which now is the tilte for this post also) were still to make on this blog, I became uncomfortable and was eager to see these very special songs on the blog, because ultimately this was a тАШuniqueтАЩ blog and the songs I mentioned definitely deserved place on the blog тАУ since these were the songs from the very special period of the Hindi cinema тАУ тАШthe SeventiesтАЩтАж.

In this post I have tried to find out those special songs, that I hear up while growing,.

This post is dedicated to those special songs that have indelible and permanent mark on our mind and have remain evergreen as well as immortal for us.

***
Now talking of the memories, that some songs triggers, we actually do not know how some songs remain constant in our mind and become the part of our life at various stages.

Like, my parents told me that, when I was a child, my uncles and aunts tease me with the song тАШWo pari kahaan se laaun – ye gangaram ki samajh mein naa aayeтАЩ from the Manoj Kumar starrer тАШPehchaanтАЩ
Given my physique at that time must have provoked them to give me this name тАШGangaramтАЩ.
Then these songs тАШdeewaana mujhsa nahinтАЩ, тАШbaiyaan na dharoтАЩ, тАШduniya mein logon koтАЩ, bring this тАШGramohponeтАЩ and тАШLPтАЩ records to my mind.
Because my Uncle had brought this LP record player then, and these songs were regularly played on them and were favorites (I think so).

And I do not know how this song тАШteri galiyon mein ham aaye, dil armaanon bharaa laayeтАЩ became part of my permanent memory, even though I have not watched this film тАШMinooтАЩ then and to till date. May be because, it was frequently played on the Radio then.

As far Memories related with the musical programmes on Radio is concerned, one is of the programme тАУ тАШ Fauji bhaaiyon ke liye тАжтАЩJaimaalaтАЩ тАШ on Vividh Bharati, presented by Dharmendra. I remember this talking about that тАШmain ek kisaan ka beta hoonтАЩ and this song тАШapni kahaani chhod ja.. Mausam beeta jaayeтАЩ I listened it first time then was taken over by this song.

Then there was тАШBianca GeetmalaтАЩ the most favorite of film songsтАЩ program of everybody in the family.
Listening the annual programs of тАШBinaca GeetmalaтАЩ was also an event which is a part of our beautiful memories.
One memory to share related with this is that on the annual program of 1979 I was given the responsibility to listen and note down the rankings and final results since my parents had to go for their тАШdrama rehearsalsтАЩ. That year тАШdafli waale dafli bajaaтАЩ from тАШSargamтАЩ topped the charts.

From тАШAll India Radio-Urdu ServiceтАЩ programmes my favorites were тАШbheega bheega pyaar ka samaa bataa de tujhe jaana hai kahaanтАЩ, тАШraahi matwaaleтАЩ and тАШham pyaar mein jalnewaalon koтАЩтАж.

And if you are fortunate enough to have been fallen in love with someone at an early age,┬а may be a one sided crush and an unexpressed love (тАШapun ki zindagi mein bhi ek тАШmemsaabтАЩ thi , kya ! aayen!) and if you are separated from this тАШchildhoodтАЩ love for some reasons , you have plenty of songs in our Hindi films that we can relate to our real life situations and where one can fall and swim in the depth of the тАШpoetic beautyтАЩ of the lyrics.

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Some songs trigger memories, while some real life situations sometimes spontaneously bring some songs to our lips…

тАШNaao kaaghaz ki gehra hai paani, zindagi ki yahi hai nishaani,
phir bhi har haal mein muskuraake, duniyaadari padegi nibhaaniтАжтАЩ

With the advent of new technologies have opened up a vast treasure for music lovers like us and I can list out the following from my experience of searching songs online; according to me this is how this тАШjourney of life through songsтАЩ takes place;

Some songs those get stored in our very early memory,
Some songs that trigger memories when we review the above category songs,
Some songs that are not in our memory but related to that period and hidden in our vague memory,
Songs that strike us on situational, seasonal basis, incident basis, on changing weather conditions, time, and/or our mental and physical condition given at a time.
Some songs are in our permanent memory and they live with us, they grow with us (here growing meaning the understanding of the verses, relating our emotions to it and the physical properties of the song i.e.its tune, its singing, its recording, its picturisation etc etc).
Some songs are that get stored in our sub-conscious memory and some carried over through our conscious day to day life experiences.
Our personal likings for some actors, actresses, stars, of any film personality,
And last but not the least is the тАШnostalgiaтАЩ that we all love тАУ and looking for something that have been left back over the years,

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Seasons and Festivals also trigger some musical memories, like;

During Ganesh festival this song тАШhe gajvadan Ganesh ji , meri binti suniyo reтАЩ keeps haunting me, and I searched it for many many years, finally thinking that it must be a NFS, I started searching that way. But later on came to know that this is from the film Pujarin when it was shared on Atul jiтАЩs blog by our beloved Prakash ji.

Every Janmashtami I am automatically reminded of these songs;
Kanhaiyya kanhaiyaa tujhe aana padega (Maalik- 1972)
Shor mach gaya shor dekho aaya makhan chor (Badlaa-1974)
Krishna Krishna bolo Krishna (Naya Din Nayi Raat-1974)
Govind bolo hari gopal bolo (chhup chhup meera roye..- Johny Mera Naam-1970)

Every monsoon I am haunted by these song;
Saawan ka mahina aa gaya ho (Nehle Pe Dehla)
Jhoomta saawan dekho aaya (Do Khilaadi-1976)
Barkha raani zara jam ke barso(Sabak-1973)

Around Diwali festival, I used to get feeling of Diwali vacations that we enjoy during our childhood and these songs start haunting me;
Main na bhoolunga, Ye jo public hain, Ye hai mera premi

May be because I would have get to watch these films during Diwali festivals. Though here in the case of these films the above songs belong to they actually were released at the same time in the month of October, so must be around Diwali time as I could presumed.

Over the years I cannot escape the magic of тАШSun jaa aa thhandi hawaaтАЩ and тАШJaadugar tere naina, dil jaayega bach ke kahaanтАЩ, тАШtum mile pyaar se mujhe jeena gawaara huaтАЩ and тАШwaada karo jaanam, na chhodoge ye daamanтАЩ, whenever I listen to it.

With тАШya garmi yon ki raat jo purvaiyya chale, thhandi safed chaadaron pe jaage der takтАЩ..┬а I try to find the тАШfursat ke raat dins of our тАШchildhoodтАЩ, in our todayтАЩs life wherein we get very less time to unwind ourselves.

And the all time favorite тАШzindagi ke safar mein guzar jaate hain jo makaamтАЩтАж. Whenever I feel like going back to the memories and places, which I have been and left behind later.

One born in that period of тАШseventiesтАЩ cannot forget these quawaalis, which also were the favorites in Orchestra programs;
Jhoom baraabar jhoom sharaabi, Raaz ki baat kehdoon to, тАШchadhta sooraj dheere dheere dhalta hain dhal jaayegaтАЩ, тАШtaarif teri nikli hain dil seтАЩтАж.

And I remember that almost all orchestras then compulsorily have these numbers;

O door ke musaafir hamko bhi saath le le re
Chhotisi umar mein hain lag gaya rog
Kuhu kuhu bole koyaliya
Mora nadaan baalma na jaane dil ki baat
Aap jaisa koyi meri zindagi mein aaye
Ishwar satya hain.. satyam shivam sundaram
Aapke shehar mein aayi hoon shauq se
Dariyaa kinaare ek bunglow ga pori
Mungda mungda main gud ki dalli
Jhoom baraabar jhoom sharaabi

From the mythological I cannot forget тАШmanwa re manwa, jeewan hai sangram (Jai Barjrangbali-1976) and тАШyahaan wahaan jahaan tahaan mat puchho kahaan kahaan (Jai Santoshi Maa-1975) and тАШJanam janam ke phere (1957)

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So when our beloved Atul ji┬а discussed this in his numerous posts about the тАШbest age i.e. 8 to 14 yrs, of which the memories we carry with us,┬а piqued my interest and I thought to analyze this тАШscienceтАЩ in my case.
And I would like to share the results here.

For this I decided to list out all the songs that straightway take to the nerves, whenever I get to listen to them, they touched my heart; a strange feeling of going back to those days brings goose bumps to me and left me in state of mind that cannot be expressed in words.

These are the songs which give me an altogether different feeling whenever I listen to them and they remind me of the special memorable time of our life i.e. childhood which will not come back again.

Looking back now it feels like that was a тАШdifferent worldтАЩ altogether!

Just have a look at the following list of songs;

Song
Aaya hai mujhe phir yaad wo zaalim тАУ тАШDevar-1966тАЩ

Paayal ki jhankaar raste raste-Mere Lal-1966

Phool tumhe bheja hai khat mein-Saraswatichandra-1967

Aayi hain bahaaren mitey zulmo sitam-Ram Aur Shyam-1967

Pankh hote to ud aati re- Sehra-1963

Dheere dheere machal ae dile beqaraar-Anupama-1965

All these songs are from the films that belong to the period before I was born.

I do not know but these songs have captivated my mind since I was a child.

Also, while going through Atul jiтАЩs post on the blog (for those songs already posted from the list) I find it interesting that many of these songs (in my list) are common favorites of both of us.
As Atul ji is elder to me by six years it would be interesting to know тАУ what emotions and feelings he goes through listening the same songs.

The timeline in my case is from 1968 (I was born) to 1982.

I was also interested to find what exactly the results are in my case. And while I started with focusing on the prominent songs that bring back memories, I finished with listing all the songs, to get a better picture.(and later on I might add some more songs to the list, if I find that has been missed now).

The list of my Songs that bring back memories is here.

Out of these songs links for those already posted on Atul jiтАЩs blog are given therein.
And for the balance ones they will be updated whenever these songs are posted on the blog.
Where I have multiple songs from the same film, I have considered only one for this analysisтАЩs purpose. So from the total of 211 songs I have considered 174 only with one each from a film.
Now in many cases even the movies that these songs are from have not been watched by me. And I am trying to get these now like I watched тАШPehchaanтАЩ in 2007, тАШAbhilaashaтАЩ in 2011 by getting their VCD/DVDs. I donтАЩt know if now VCD/DVD for those movies that failed at the box-office, would be available or not.

This list of songs that I started writing down in 1994 (in my diary and separate notes prepared time to time) was there with me and it was last updated in 1998.

Getting back into it was very enjoyable and interesting.

I have put the total list and links here

And while doing the analysis I find years like 1974, 1976 having more songs that I like, so I have put them separately and spread over the age range in more categories and not covering all of them in one range of 8 to 14 yrs.

Years
Age range┬а┬а ┬аUp to 1967┬а┬а ┬а1968-72┬а┬а ┬а1973-1974┬а┬а ┬а1975-1976┬а┬а ┬а1977-1982┬а┬а ┬аTotal
0┬а┬а ┬а12┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а12
0-4 yrs┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а51┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а51
5-6 yrs┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а31┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а31
7-8 yrs┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а29┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а29
9-14 yrs┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а┬а┬а ┬а51┬а┬а ┬а51
12┬а┬а ┬а51┬а┬а ┬а31┬а┬а ┬а29┬а┬а ┬а51┬а┬а ┬а174

The maximum numbers are from 1976-1982 тАУ 68 songs (i.e. 39%), and the highest from a single year are 17 from 1974, 1976 & 1977, then 14 from 1973 and 12 each from 1975, 1971 and 1970 and 11 from 1978, making a total of 112 (from rest years the figure is less than 10).

So, enjoy this list and take a trip down memory lane in your childhood to find out your favorite songs and тАШsongs that bring back memoriesтАЩ

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(You can also enjoy this post with the beautiful song тАШtere mere yaraane hoтАЩ from the 1976 film Naagin here)

рдЙрдореНрдореАрдж

рдХрд╣рддреЗ рд╣реИрдВ рдХрд┐ тАШрдЙрдореНрдореАрджтАЩ рдкреЗ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХрд╛рдпрдо рд╣реИрдВ,
рдЗрд╕рд▓рд┐рдП рд╣реИ рдЙрдореНрдореАрдж рддреБрдЭрд╕реЗ рд╣реА рдореЗрд░реА, рдХрд┐ рдЬреИрд╕реЗ рд╣реИ,
рд╕реГрд╖реНрдЯрд┐ рдХреЛ рдирд┐рдпрдо рд╕реЗ,
рдирд┐рдпрдо рдХреЛ рдкрд░рд┐рд╢реНрд░рдо рд╕реЗ,
рддрдкрд┐рд╢ рдХреЛ рдардВрдбрдХ рд╕реЗ,
рд░реЗрдЧрд┐рд╕реНрддрд╛рди рдХреЛ рд╣рд░рд┐рдпрд╛рд▓реА рд╕реЗ,
рдХреНрд╖реБрдзрд╛ рдХреЛ рдЦреБрд░рд╛рдХ рдХреА,
рддреГрд╖рд╛ рдХреЛ рдЬрд▓ рд╕реЗ ,
рд▓рд╣рд░ рдХреЛ рдХрд┐рдирд╛рд░реЗрд╕реЗ,
рдирд┐рд░рд╛рд╢рд╛ рдХреЛ рд╣реИ рдЖрд╢рд╛ рд╕реЗ,
рдзрд░рддреА рдХреЛ рд╕реВрд░рдЬ рд╕реЗ,
рдЕрдЧреНрдирд┐ рдХреЛ рд╡рд╛рдпреБ рд╕реЗ,
рдЗрдВрд╕рд╛рди рдХреЛ рдЗрдВрд╕рд╛рдирд┐рдпрдд рд╕реЗ,
рдЖрддреНрдорд╛ рдХреЛ рдкрд░рдорд╛рддреНрдорд╛ рд╕реЗ,
рдФрд░ рд░рд┐рд╢реНрддреЛрдВ рдХреЛ тАШрд╡рд┐рд╢реНрд╡рд╛рд╕тАЩ рдХреА рд╣реИ рдЙрдореНрдореАрдж !
рдпрд╣ рд░рд┐рд╢реНрддрд╛ рдЯреВрдЯ рди рдЬрд╛рдпреЗ рдХрднреА,
рдмрдВрдзреА рд░рд╣реЗ рдбреЛрд░ рдкрдВрдЪрддрддреНрд╡ рдХреА рдЗрд╕ рдЬреАрд╡рди рд╕реЗ,
рдЪрд▓рддрд╛ рд░рд╣реЗ рдХрд╛рд░рд╡рд╛рдВ рдЬрд┐рдВрджрдЧреА рдХрд╛ рдпреВрдБрд╣реА,
рдпрд╣реА рд╕реЛрдЪрдХрд░,
рдЖрдЬ,
рдлрд┐рд░ тАШрдЙрдореНрдореАрджтАЩ рдХреЗ тАШрдмрд╛рджрд▓тАЩ рдШрд┐рд░ рдЖрдпреЗ рд╣реИ,
рдФрд░ рдЫрд╛рдпреА рд╣реИ тАШрдШрдЯрд╛тАЩ тАШрд╡рд┐рд╢реНрд╡рд╛рд╕тАЩ рдХреА,
рд▓реБрдЯрд╛ рджреЗ рд╣рдо рдкрд░ рддреЗрд░реА тАШрджрдпрд╛тАЩ рдХрд╛ тАШрд╕рд╛рдЧрд░тАЩ,
тАжтАжтАж рдмрд░рд╕ рдЬрд╛ рдЕрдм рддреЛ !

(This poem was earlier posted on ┬аnai-aash.in ┬аand somehow it missed here, so re-blogged today with a hope that all these prayers reach to the God and he showers his blessing on us тАУ on all of us)