Showing posts with label Music/Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music/Poetry. Show all posts

Friday, October 03, 2008

Khuda Ke Liye

Amazing intelligent movie and very relevant to the current times. Perhaps it is also in context with the kind of witch-hunting that today's generation is being subjected to. Dont miss Naseeruddin Shah's arguments at the end.

This is where you can find it.
http://www.videoduniya.com/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=3347&Itemid=27

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

I create..

I believe I am most creative when I am in an extreme state of boredom. So recently I was attending a set of lectures, and some of them put others to sleep, while they put me to work, in other words, create. So, here I present to you my scribbles.
Do let me know if there is still merit in attending classes. ;-)

What a teacher expects
is a little respect.
Premonition berates
that your future awaits,
when its you who teach
see your students asleep.
---

Path to success
is work I guess
I toil and toil
but sleep foils
and puts to rest
my intentions earnest.
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Route to chaos
are manifold.
World is filled
with tales untold.
But the common strain,
is when you entrain,
routes abound,
and confound,
you know not where
lies your lair,
until you get there
and despair
---

Sunday, April 01, 2007

Tere Bin- Rabbi Shergill

Have you heard this song by Rabbi? Its beautiful..
(Translation from Wiki)
tere bin / besides you
sanu sohnia / my love
koi hor nahio labhna / i shan't find another
jo dave / who'll give
ruh nu sakun / peace to my soul
chukke jo nakhra mera / and indulge me
ve main sare ghumm ke vekhia / i have gone and seen it all
amrika , roos, malaysia / america, russia, malaysiana
kittey vi koi fark si / there wasn't any difference
har kise di koi shart si / they all had some condition
koi mangda mera si sama / some asked for my time
koi hunda surat te fida / some were fascinated with my face
koi mangda meri si vafa / some demanded my fidelity
na koi mangda merian bala / none wanted my demons
tere bin / besides you
hor na kise / no one else
mangni merian bala / wanted my demons
tere bin / besides you
hor na kise / no one else
karni dhup vich chhan / shall shade me in the sun
jiven rukia / (the) way you paused
si tun zara / slightly
nahion bhulna / i shan't forget
main sari umar / all my life
jiven akhia si akhan chura / you said, looking away
"rovenga sanu yad kar" / "you shall weep in my memory"
hasia si main hasa ajeeb / i laughed a strange laugh
(par) tu nahi si hasia / but you didn't
dil vich tera jo raaz si / you had a secret in your heart
mainu tu kyon ni dasia / why didn't you tell me
tere bin / besides you
sanu eh raz / none shall tell this
kise hor nahion dasna / secret to me
tere bin / besides you
peerh da ilaaj / what druid
kis vaid kolon labhna / has the cure to my ills
milia si ajj mainu / i found today
tera ik patra / a note of yours
likhia si jis 'te / on which you had scribbeled
tun shayr varey shah da / a varis shah couplet
park ke si osnu / upon reading which
hanjnu ik duliya / a teardrop fell
akhan 'ch band si / what was locked in the eye
seh raaz ajj khulia / was revealed today
ki tere bin / that other than you
eh mere hanjnu / these tears of mine
kise hor / won't be kissed by
nahio chumna / none else
ki tere bin / that other than you
eh mere hanjhu / these tears of mine
mitti vich rulnha / will wither in the dust

Friday, March 16, 2007

baazigar o baazigar

I was listening to songs from the 90's - baazigar main baazigar, chura ke dil mera, hum aapke hain kaun etc. These songs reminded me so much of my childhood days, leisure days spent in Delhi, Chennai etc. A pen sieve of the kind talked about in the Harry Potter series would have been useful.

I recently discovered spanish-guitar pieces. Fascinating! Do check them out.
I dont know how to share music on blogspot. I know there is a way of doing it, but just dont know how. Someone please enlighten me. I would love to put up few of my finds.

Really bad things happening in Bengal and worser things near Bihar. Its sad that some people's lives are of no value while a nobody's wedding is celebrated in media. Maybe this is what they call de-sensitisation. You either feed the public so much gore that they don't feel a thing when a village is massacred the next time or you feed them trivialities so that they don't stop to think whats relevant and what is not. The news did not bother me much. This is what I meant. Im also insensitive.

I'll get the chance to do a bit of Bharat bhraman in near future starting with Trichy next week. If things work out, Ill also visit Delhi sometime soon. I spent my formative teens there. Will be nice to see that city again :-)
For a girl who had the Chennai border as her boundary conditions, I seemed to have roamed around a lot - Kolkata (twice!), Bombay, Kharagpur, Ahmedabad. I havent seen Bangalore yet (hush hush), nor have I seen Ooty, Kodaikanal, Pondicherry which are the local tourist places. All in good time :-)

I have made n drafts of the chapters already. This will end someday soon. A little bit of patience is required but I seem to have exhausted my quota. A friend called this Hanuman's tail - very apt. Formal writing has corrupted my blog writing as well, blabbing doesn't have the free flow of the earlier days. And I end up being bad at both :-D

A couplet by me - Nosh farmaayiye :-D (pl say irshaad, koi to sune :-D)
kuch to alag ho, kuch to naya ho,
zindagi ka ek naya falsafaa bayaa ho

(Ill imagine the wah wahs :-D )

Monday, January 29, 2007

When the woods rocked

Saarang this year arrived with larger sponsorships and greater noise. I used to look forward to Saarangs earlier but there is only these many Ss one can take.

The only concert I attended was the one by Global Rhythms. It was amazing to see a group of Americans performing Indian raagas. Apparently they spent 3 months learning them. And in the gallery, we had the "youth" - the future of India, booing them. But as soon as they started shakalaka baby, everyone was on their feet. Call it shallowness or call it apathy.
They also played an Italian waltz on the saxophone which sounded very much like Edelweiss in The Sound of Music. I wish they had played more of such compositions as we dont get to hear folk music from elsewhere. For that matter, though Indian folk is used time and again in filmmusic, we seldom recognise it until we are told its folk. GR's show was mainly a tribute to India which fell flat on these young Indians.

Surprisingly, I liked the rock show. This was by Junkyard Groove (loved the guitars) and Merzhin who played celtic rock. Maybe my liking them also had to do with me not being inside the OAT and hence modulated noise levels :-D Anyway got to hear good music for free. :-D

This year I felt that Rehman was the theme of the show. Uff the number of times I heard Chaiyya chaiyya!! And please whats with the long hair and dirty beard?? It looks so yewww and its called fashion!

Every year around this time, we see the hep crowd roaming around the campus. Whats left behind them is a pile of waste on the once-green campus, food stench etc. It takes some time for this ecosystem to recover from the massive attack. Masti is fine but a little responsibility on everyone's side would make it a great fest.

(I discovered yesterday that I lost a year Phoebe style :-D Why god why!! :-D )

This was supposed to be my last Saarang. Hey Im giving my synopsis talks on 6th, 7th and 8th. Wish me luck :-)

Monday, January 22, 2007

Khumar Barabankvi

I seem to be developing a taste for Khumar Barabankvi's ghazals.. A few of them on Aligarians.com.. Simple words yet intense ..
By the way in vo jo aaye.. , did you notice the beautiful ladies? Some people are so gorgeous!!

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Liked this..

Main ajab ye rasm dekhi k baroz-e-id-e-kurbaan
wohi zibah bhi kare hai wohi le sawaab ulta

-Mussafi

Crudely translated as
I witnessed this strange custom on the day of sacrifice
that she is the one doing the killing and yet gets the blessings.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Dikhayi diye yun ke bekhud kiya..

There is a beautiful song in the movie Bazaar which goes as
dikhaaii diye yuu.N ki beKhud kiyaa
hame.n aap se bhii judaa kar chale

I think a very young Supriya Pathak enacts this song. Anyway I discovered today that this is actually a ghazal written by the famous poet Mir Taqi Mir. The full ghazal goes as

faqiraana aaye sadaa kar chale
miyaa.N Khush raho ham duaa kar chale

jo tujh bin na jiine ko kahate the ham
so is ahd ko ab wafaa kar chale

koii naa-ummiidaana karate nigaah
so tum ham se muu.Nh bhii chhipaa kar chale

bahot aarazuu thii galii kii terii
so yaa.N se lahu me.n nahaa kar chale

dikhaaii diye yuu.N ki beKhud kiyaa
hame.n aap se bhii judaa kar chale

jabii.n sajadaa karate hii karate gaii
haq-e-ba.ndagii ham adaa kar chale

parastish kii yaa.N taiin ki ayei but tujhe
nazar me.n sabo.n kii Khudaa kar chale

gaii umr dar ba.nd-e-fikr-e-Gazal
so is fan ko aisas ba.Daa kar chale

kahe.n kyaa jo puuchhe koii ham se "Meer"
jahaa.N me.n tum aaye the, kyaa kar chale

Ctrl-C Ctrl-Ved from this collection.

There is a song in the movie Dil hai ki maanta nahin which goes as "main pyaar hun kisi aur ka mujhe chaahta koi aur hai". This apparently has been cut copy pasted from another ghazal written by a poet by name Saleem Kausar. This is blatant plagiarism rt! I hope the songwriters do put in the actual credits somewhere. You can find the full text here. The lines I like most in this are

kabhii lauT aayeN to na puuchhnaa sirf dekhnaa baRe Ghaur se
jinheN raaste meN Khabar hu’ii ki ye raastaa ko’ii aur hai

Saturday, June 17, 2006

Mushaira

Indscribe often puts up information about Urdu poetry and the poets on his blog Mindspeak. I found the link to the mushaira clippings of Khumar Barabankvi on his blog. Try them out. Simple Urdu and beautifully said.
( psst psst.. did u notice the man behind the poet. Isnt smoking in a mehfil impolite?? He is so restless!!! )

tere dar se uTh kar jidhar jaauuN main

The mushairas must be a very colourful gathering. I have not attended one yet. My father says that in his younger days they used to have mushaira gatherings at their home, organised by his BIL. He used to invite the poets who lived in and around Madras. His BIL lived a very active life.. That house has lost its life after him.

Saturday, May 27, 2006

Ghalib

More than a decade back, a serial based on the life of the Urdu poet Mirza Ghalib used to be telecast on DoorDarshan. I developed a liking for his poetry thenceforth. As I recall, Ghalib lived in the age when Bahadur Shah Zafar ruled over Delhi, though his "ruling" is subject to doubt. He was an old man. Himself being a good poet, his court was adorned by many famous poets of the time including Ghalib, Mir Taqi Mir who said
Laayi hayaath aaye khazaa le chali chale
Na apni khushi the aaye na apni khushi chale.

Ghalib's main passions were wine and women and he expressed this love eloquently through his poetry.

Kaafir na intezaar me neend aaye umr bhar
aane ka ahad kar gaye aaye jo khwaab mein
or
Ghalib chuti sharaab par ab bhi kabhi kabhi
peeta hoon roz ye abro-shab-e-mahtaab mein

His couplets are simple yet profound for instance,

Har ek baat pe kehte ho ke tu kya hai
tumhi kaho ke ye andaaz-e-guftagu kya hai

or
Ragon mein daudte phirne ke hum nahi kaayal
jo aankh hi se na tapkaa to phir lahu kya hai.
********

Hazaaron khwahishein aisi ki har khwaahish pe damm nikle
Bahut nikle mere armaan magar fir bhi kamm nikle

These two lines which (I claim) sum up my personality perfectly are also penned by him. Rest of this ghazal goes as..

Nikalna khuld se aadam ka sunte aaye hain lekin
bahut be-aabroo hokar tere kooche se hum nikle

Mohabbat mein nahi hai farq jeene aur marne ka
usi ko dekh kar jeete hain jis kaafir par dum nikle

Khudaa ke vaaste purdah nakaabi si utha zaalim
kahin aisa na ho yon bhi wahi kaatil sanam nikle
*********

(Mind you kaafir is not used in a derogatory way here. Infact I dont think it was supposed to be used that way anywhere. Again, an example of narrow-mindedness taking over logic.)

In the serial directed by Gulzar, these shers (couplets) were sung beautifully by Jagjit Singh and Chitra Singh. Ghalib was played to perfection by Naseeruddin Shah. The album is available in the market but what I would like to own is the whole serial in CDs if available. DD used to telecast superb serials in those days. I can distinctly remember Farmaan, Zabaan sambhalke, Shanti, Circus. I remember my parents watching Hum log, Buniyaad, Tamas etc. I wish I was a bit more grown up to have appreciated and enjoyed them. I especially missed the whole series of Bharat Ek Khoj, Chanakya, Fauji ( I admit this is a criminal offence for an ardent SRK fan :-(. ). The K serials of today cannot even compete with those serials.

PS; This is yet another post written at midnight when sleep eluded my tired eyes. The shers here have been quoted from memory. So I dont claim them to be perfectly correct.

My friend Sunanda calls my blog "Hazaaron Khwahishein Ek Tamanna" :-D
Cool na!!