Someone said to me that I am so nice and so gentle; just like an angel....
I replied ; No I am so week & feeble That I can not afford to became an cruel and harsh so I do not behave like one... My gentleness did not originated from strength of my soul but from weakness ..
Once I referred these lines somewhere "Being angel is very easy where only forces of goodness drives you, being cruel is difficult compared to being good as every soul is pure and not accept darkness easily but being human is most difficult as humans are equally attracted by dark and light forces. And striking balance between both is where humanity lies."
This was said to me by someone years back and I just jolted the line over blog as draft. I drifted past this and not published this till now. But I kept on rethinking and revisiting my inner self over and again. Now although many habits are corrected and many lost in deep well of passed time. Still I feel that goodness arising from week soul is more worst and inhumanity of strong and corrupted one...
A beautiful song sung by Alam Lohar... But having its roots deep in our culture and folklore... Full lyrics are as follows:
Ho bol mitti deya baweya, tere dukhan ne maar muka leya ho mera sohna mahi aaja ho..ohhoo ho mitti da mai bawa banaya utte chaad ditti aa khesi watna waale maan karn, kee mei maan karan pardesi mera sohna mahi aaja ho... ho buhe age laawa beriyan galllan ghar gha hon teriya te meriya menu shakal dikhaja..aaj ho ho.. hoye Gall vich mere ve dholna saanu maaf kari manda bol na ho menu shakal dikhaja..aaj ho ho.. hoye Ho Bol mitti deya.... Ho Bol mitti deya baweya, kyu ni bolda bura kyu ni bolda haaye dilan dee khunti nu veriya ni kholda.. ho bol mitti.... Buhe agge paani vaagda, saada kalleyan da dil nai lagg da ho manu shakal vikha ja...aaja ho maa dhee nu matta dendi tu maaya vich mohi ni je tu ????????
A wail in love...Most of us had enjoyed it in mood....Relating it with our beloved... our emotions of love, betrayal or quest to see the beloved....
Do you know that is grief ridden mourn comes out from heart of a mother who lost his child..
This is story of a women supposed to be leaving in Blochistan area in Pakistan. Her husband used to go on ling mercantile trips... She had a only child to company her while she was alone... The child died and left her alone agony. In deep shock she and rebellion against her fate she built a sculpture of his son by using soil and started treating as her living son. People keep laughing at her. But she carried it along her long 12 years hoping some day it will live up. After 12 years a king saint seeing her faith and love put his cloth on sculpture and poured holy water on it.. and the child finally got up alive. . So the agony of mother was shattered and faith and love won.
This folk song depicts the journey of that mother...... word are beautiful... feelings are deep and song directly goes down into heart....
"Sajna ne full marya meri roh hijar tak roi... Lokan de pathran di mainu peed jara v na hoi......"
I love this song.... I heard the version sung by Sukhwinder... nice....
Once i heared a young boy singing this in train with Rawan Hatha(A sweet wired musical instrument, once prevelent in Rajasthan) I liked his version the most.... Sung deeply ... imbibed and with single music instrument... But i never felt the need of more instrument was necessary anymore in between the song...
Many of us must had heard the song... Most of us may have liked it.... BUT DO YOU KNOW THE ORIGINAL MESSAGE OR ORIGIN OF SONG...
WELL HERE IS THE THE STORY .....
This is the time of 880 A.D. and empire is of today's "Bagdad" ... Sufi Saint Husain-Bin-Muhmad-Albedavi-Al-Halaz.... Commonly know as "Mansoor" was being prosecuted by then khalifa.... He was being carried through the roads of Bagdad and everyone who sees him had to pelt stone on him.... Many of peoples are doing so...
Another wise man of that time "Shibli" who know about the Mansoor's divinity pelted him with a Rose... Afraid to violate the verdict of Khalifa by not throwing a stone on him and feeling worried how to stone a holy Man... He chose middle way .... by throwing a rose....
This anguished the Mansoor most... Choosing a middle path for earthly benefits, Not trusting the divine, Diverting from path of truth is not aspected from a wise man.... So Mansoor said him, " Why you had chooses to ride two boats at same time? Either you have selected the divine or must become true to State(Kingdom)? If you had obeyed the kingdom then must have pelted me with stone.. and if you was my true friend then you must had not afraid from Kingdom. I had thought that you had understood Divinity... But you failed the both.."
feeling rush of blood in veins ... I had felt much more... Just do remember our folk in glorious and rich... To be prodded of...
So still we sing the same.... but meaning had changed.... That is how our culture depleted and rotten.....
Bottom liner:
Someone had asked Mansoor "Hajoor Ishque Ki huna hai?"
Mansoor Replied," Ishque tu ajj dekhi. Fir kal dekhi te jaho jalal parson dekhi isque da.....
He said this while he knows the verdict of being hanged till death after anguish of whole day of beating with lashes and pinned on pole by nails before death....
"Kal di raatmeri suwah mera wishona banigi, Kal di raat mai apna wishona apne hanjua nal nahi bhion sakanga, Har wakt to akhda si mai tere kol hovanga, Eithe hi rahi, Nere tere te Ishque de rang taki."
Please share more resource about Mansoor. Books, Folklore, Folk songs, saying etc. Mail me on myself.parminder@gmail.com.
Our folklore tries to explain many things in it very unique way.....
This time while I was going to one of my school one old farmer asked for lift .... I reluctantly halted my bike and he quickly climbed up on bike.. While going he started to discus tit bits and conversation diverted to topic of Garlic he advised me to ate garlic for batter health....
When I complained about bad smell he told me following story...
Once upon a time 4 saints/sadhus was on char dham yatra. When they were reached to kalish parvat one of them fell ill seriously and got TB... Other 3 walked away and left him to die... While he felt hunger he started eating shrubs and grass around.. He ate garlic prevalent their and felt better then he ate more and got healthy in few days... After few years while a visit to Haridwar he come across his fellows.... They amazed how he got healthy. He denied to revel the secret... Then sadhus cursed that bad smell will develop in the Herb which cured him and garlic developed bad smell.... So that they can identify/recognise the herb and help others....
This is a story of the times when their was no earth, no sun, no moon or no stars exists...God was alone... indeed very alone...
At that moment he thought for Creation...Creation of earth, moon, sun and stars and so on... He created earth, He created moon and sun and stars and solar system and universe...
Then again he felt ,'what if no one is their to appreciate and no one enjoy this.... what is the benefit of creation and all this hard work.....'
It is when he thought of creating conscious entities....
He created plants....birds.....and animals............. and ......
Then he thought of creating his masterpiece.... The true copy of his own-self...who can observe, think... capable of achieving great heights...
He created adam and eve.... He created humanity... In the most complete form and his own true copy... He created & put them on earth and allowed them to proliferate and achieve highest consciousness...When creator is god then how is shadow left behind... Few of humans due to their capabilities and dedication done much batter than god's Expectations... They achieved highest consciousness but did not stopped their ..... They goes much ahead and started looking for ultimate truth of creation...They want to know about creator "The God".... Knowing the intentions and capabilities of Humans; God startled and got scared "What if Humans found him and had not stooped their ... What if he tried to occupy my own sheet".... He approached to "The Vidmata" the ultimate Deity of Power and Creation... She write and control fate of Human Beings (As per faith of Mythology"... and Narrated His(GOD) his fear.... She thoughts for a while and advised ... Go and hide inside then Heart of Human being... It is so complex, So layered, So unstable that man cannot Locate you their...
GOD hid himself in the heart of human being..... The Enlightened one tried to find everywhere... In each nook n corner of Earth, Sky, Heights of Hills, Depths of Sea, Darknesses of forests...
Every where... but all in vain...
Then they called for a summit and discussed ... The discussion goes on and on .... very long discussion... Indeed very long.... In the last a vise man stood up and said we tried to locate Him everywhere....
except inside yourself....
Why not start looking inside of us... All agreed at once... They started looking inside their body...
This required lots of efforts, Concentration and meditation... Most of them was not able to achieve this..... But always their But till now God became too familiar with human's hearts tendencies, weaknesses and strengths..... He diverted mind and hearts outward in such a way that we still trying to explore, understand and find outer worlds but never we tried to understand and explore our inside ... the strengths laying unused inside us, the possibilities hidden inside us.....
When we will start looking inside us we will defiantly will achieveThe ultimate ....
once a forest was on fire. All animals, Birds and other residents of Jungle was running to save their life.
Just then The Small Sparrow appeared in sky with a beak full of water. In intance fire she dropped two drops of water and run back to bring more.
Animals, Birds and Other creatures running for life smirked at her and asked " You fool Small Bird!!! What do you think of Yourself? Do you thing you can extinguish this extensive fire with water dropped from your small beak?"
The Sparrow replied, " No, I know This fire can not extinguished by my humble efforts. But Just want on "Judgment Day" my name must appear in a list who died in extinguishing fire not in that list which contain name of those who died in extinguishing fire not in that list which contain name of those who fueled it."
As usual due to my nature while wandering in surrounding just picked up line from a group of persons sitting around road in one corner, " He is just like a bat, we cant trust him?" My ears flinched and mind gushed, "why they compare him with bat?" So just halted and pocked my nose into their conversation. I failed to make out anything about "The Bat Story" . I just moved away from that place with a question hitting my mind constantly. What is common between mistrust and Bat?
Days after I come across this story told by one old man about this. Here it goes like this...
"Long time ago, Their was a great war between Animals and Birds. Birds was winning and bats joined birds saying that they are also Birds as they fly like them?
After few days animals side advanced in fight and gain some advantage in war. Bats left Birds side and joined Animals. Saying that They are also Animals as they give birth to babies and breast feed infants like animals.
Again Birds gained some edge in war and similarly bats left Animals and started proving their loyalty to Birds.
As war continues for long time, no side comes out to be clear winner or powerful, Advancement kept swinging between both side and also Bats keep on changing their side.
When war stopped after mutual understanding between two side. Then role of bats also come into light. Both Animals and Birds banished them from their society.
Since then Bats become Nocturnal and symbolically represent man with cunning and cheap attitude.
