aaj baazaar meN..

aaj baazaar meN paa-bajaulaaN chalo

(paa-bajaulaaN – shackles on feet like a prisoner)

chashm-e-nam, jaan-e-shoriidaa kaafii nahiiN
tohmat-e-ishq-e-poshiidaa baaqii nahiiN
aaj baazaar meN paa-bajaulaaN chalo

(chashm-e-nam : teary eyes; jaan-e-shoriidaa : distressed soul; poshiidaa : hidden)

dast-afshaaN chalo, mast-o-raqsaaN chalo
Khaak-bar-sar chalo, Khuun-baa-damaaN chalo
raah taktaa hai sab shah’r-e-janaaN chalo
aaj baazaar meN paa-bajaulaaN chalo

(dast-e-afshaaN : swinging hands; mast-o-raqsaaN : dancing in trance; Khaak-bar-sar : kicking the dust; khuun-baa-damaaN : blood on sleeves; shah’r-e-janaaN : city of the beloved)

haakim-e-shah’r bhii, majmaa-e-aam bhii
tiir-e-ilzaam bhii, sang-e-dushnaam bhii
subh-e-nashaad bhii, roz-e-nakaam bhii
aaj baazaar meN paa-bajaulaaN chalo

(haakim-e-shah’r : ruler of the city; majmaa-e-aam : the crowd of common people; tiir-e-ilzaam : arrow of accusation; sang-e-dushnam : the stones on road; subh-e-nashaad : the sad morning; roz-e-nakaam : the unsucessful day)

in kaa damsaaz apne sivaa kaun hai
shah’r-e-jaanaN meN ab baa-safaa kaun hai
dast-e-qaatil ke shaayaaN rahaa kaun hai

(damsaaz : friend; baa-safaa : sincere; dast-e-qaatil : hands of the murderer; shaayaaN : worthy)

rakht-e-dil baandh lo, dil figaaro chalo
phir hamiiN qatl ho aayeN yaaro chalo.
aaj baazaar meN paa-bajaulaaN chalo

(rakht-e-dil : heart beats; dil figaaro : broken hearted)
Faiz Ahmed Faiz

you can here this:  http://aligarians.com/2006/12/aaj-baazaar-men-paa-bajaulaan-chalo/

Aisa hi

Seene mein jalan, aankhon mein toofan sa kyon hai, Is shahar main har saqs pareshaan sa kyon hai?

Sirf ek kadam utha tha ghalat rahe shauq mein Manzil tamam umr hame dhundti rahi (Just one wrong step in the way of the quest and my destination looked for me all life long.

Friendship day muses

Simply happy that on the name of friendship day, i am all updated about friends happening or at least rejuvenated my lame social life in a way via phone/email/card/sms to n fro/chat from every nook n corner of the small world.

It feels the long crib+cack+arbit session are back with a bang, reminding of old insti days with fresh touches of so called mature talks, mostly on crib list new entry i.e. sucking jobs, high level relationship updates(*no silly details), Gyaan movie/books checklist and what not (But, Pappu can’t mention sala:D)

This Blog is simply to mark my belief to make the day’s presence as SPECIAL!!

(Courtecy : KUNGFu panda)

The secret ingredient of my secret ingredient soup is NOTHING.

There is no secret ingredient. Its just YOU.

“To make something special, You just have to believe it SPECIAL”