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Kashmir

Faiz Ahmed Faiz

Mere Watan Teri Jannat Main Ayain Gy Aik Din

Today the tiny cold hand that she was holding in her slight sweaty palm was holding her strength and her weakness in its tight grip and its reluctant walk. 
This walk towards the 'Mazaar' (graveyard), off her regular route to her home near the Chinaar Bagh Road, was a Friday routine for many years now. But Salima's deep rooted religious teachings never allowed her to enter the premises. 
Salima, the extremely beautiful and rooted but extrovert girl, grew up in a liberal family where her father, who had great respect for her, gave her the freedom to marry any respectable man she chose. Galib and Salima's wedding was a simple affair but the glow of love on their faces was lavish. Galib was man of simple living and Salima a free bird full of energy. If she was fast for him, he did not let it weaken their bond. He matched up with her and slowed her a bit too. Soon Aftab was born. Their son with a dimpled smile completed their happiness.
Today Salima woke up before Fajr and got ready with little more attention to detail than usual. She woke Aftab out of his deep slumber just as dawn broke and rushed him to put on his favorite warm jacket that she had bought for him last Eid. She left home in haste holding his tiny cold hand tightly, even as sleepy little 7 years old Aftab cribbed and asked where she was taking him. He wanted to sleep longer. Salima paused for a moment looked at Aftab but then silently continued walking for few long minutes. By now sleep left Aftab's eyes and he started recognizing the familiar roads. The familiar roads he would walk every Friday. Nothing was different for him until they reached the Mazaar.
Birds had started chirping in their own language and hardly anyone was in sight except one old man who was walking with a Lamp in his right hand. May be he was going back home after offering Namaz. 
Salima waited outside the Mazaar as usual but only till the man went out of sight. Aftab felt the grip of his mother's hand loosen and looked in urgency at her face. She was asking him to wait at the entrance as she, for the first time in his memory, stepped inside the Mazaar. Salima walked ahead and kept turning back to check on Aftab but stopped looking after few turns and kept walking ahead, soon forgetting that Aftab was standing and waiting for her. But Aftab's curious eyes followed his mother intently until finally she was out of his sight.
“Woh udhar kya hai.. mujhe jaana wahan hai”
But Aftab's curious eyes followed his mother intently until finally she he saw her stop and kneel down.

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Mujhse Pehli Si Mohabbat (Cover) - (4songs.PK) 2

i wrote this song way back in my school days and  this is my first attempt at recording a song all by myself..so hope you guys like it

01 - Piya Tere Naal - 10:12:1936 SAKA 1.35 Am

Ashfaq Ahmed,  (Urdu: اشفاق احمد) (August 22, 1925 – September 7, 2004) was a distinguished writer, playwright, broadcaster, intellectual and spiritualist from Pakistan. His prime qualities of heart and hand earned appreciations across the borders. He was regarded by many as the best Urdu Afsana (short-story) writer after Saadat Hasan Manto, Ismat Chughtai and Krishan Chander following the publication of his famous short-story “Gaddarya” [The Shepherd] in 1955.

Zavia, Ashfaq Ahmed (Part 3)

Lyrics:
I await you
All the fallen 
In the Garden of Remembrance
Like a Sufi
Bobai bobai suin kya ranuth peer saeri samkhin aai 
(Oh grandmother, what did you cook for dinner? Peers have come to dine)
 
I feel you swirl, in my thoughts, 
Like a Sufi
Be hai samkhai 
(Shall meet you)
In those hosts of names, I hold on to yours
Like a Sufi
Be hai samkhai 
(Shall meet you)
Break free of the chains, twirl in freedom
Like a Sufi
Lol jigras jigre lol wandai 
(To you, I give my heart full of longing)
Astanan Khasai 
(Oh I shall walk to "astaan") 
Never a slave 
Never a slave 
Deedar Karai 
(And we shall be face to face)

Hey
The youngest son of Haleema
Was born in a curfew
Sweat drips from her neck
Baby loves the perfume
I mean look, for sure her 
Whole world is a conflict
Where machine guns roar and
She can't stop it
So she holds him tight
Never far from her sight
Prays five times a day
Let her children be safe
See the light of the day
May they see the light of the day
Let her children be safe
Lol jigras kartiem Kanje kanje che kati pane
(You shattered my longing heart into small pieces oh where do you hide!)
Lol Jigras kartiem Teer che peer panas. 
(You pierced sharp arrows into my longing heart and there you sit like a saint!)
Lol jigras kartiem Kanje kanje che kati pane
(You shattered my longing heart into small pieces o where do you hide!)
Lol Jigras kartiem Teer che peer panas. 
(You pierced sharp arrows into my longing heart and there you sit like a saint!) 
Be hai samkhai
(Shall meet you)
Be hai samkhai
(Shall meet you)
Taveez karo, Taqreer karo, Astano mein tum khud se milo 
(Do all that you can to hide your truth, Alas one day you shall face your own self.) 
Taveez karo, Taqreer karo, Astano mein tum khud se milo 
(Do all that you can to hide your truth, Alas one day you shall face your own self.)

Your smile could burn a hole, 
Through the core of my sorrow
I was I glad you were there 
Or was I bitter and hollow
A part of me was dead 
Losing more every morrow 
You could sense my inner darkness 
I was empty and heartless
But I could swear by your tears 
You were all that I needed
I found solace in your arms 
When I was feeling defeated 
There were wounds in my mind
Spilling blood through my eyes
Spitting rhetoric every time I gave you nothing but lies
Lol jigras kartiem Kanje kanje che kati pane
(You shattered my longing heart into small pieces oh where do you hide!)
Lol Jigras kartiem Teer che peer panas. 
(You pierced sharp arrows into my longing heart and there you sit like a saint!)
Lol jigras kartiem Kanje kanje che kati pane
(You shattered my longing heart into small pieces oh where do you hide!)
Lol Jigras kartiem Teer che peer panas. 
(You pierced sharp arrows into my longing heart and there you sit like a saint!)
So I can't understand 
Why they build walls around your heart 
Made me wonder what is real 
Whether you were just a thought
Kept apart by the truth 
Or just a figment of my art
Where you a poem I wrote 
Or the dream that I sought 
I feel asleep on this page 
Left it stained and blurry 
And this grave of nothingness 
Its memories I buried 
Is there a place for your past
All you see is just snow
But do you realise with time
That it’s time to let go
Is it time to let go? 
No 
Never
Lol jigras kartiem Kanje kanje che kati pane
(You shattered my longing heart into small pieces oh where do you hide!)
Lol Jigras kartiem Teer che peer panas. 
(You pierced sharp arrows into my longing heart and there you sit like a
saint!)
Lol jigras kartiem Kanje kanje che kati pane
(You shattered my longing heart into small pieces oh where do you hide!)
Lol Jigras kartiem Teer che peer panas. 
(You pierced sharp arrows into my longing heart and there you sit like a saint!)

Like A Sufi

The Jhelum is the source of life and livelihood for the local residents of Kashmir. Inspired by the devastating floods in Kashmir, the song 'Jhelumas' talks about the tremendous perseverence of the Kashmiri woman.

Lyrics (Kashmiri and English):

Taph karith taraan chas Jhelumas
(I sit here looking for someone to help me cross the Jhelum)
Goiur chum iwaan waechit Jhelumas
(My mind swirls, I feel light headed as I stare at its waters)
Luukh ha bas wichaan aabas Jhelumas
(Many have wanted to cross this river)
Jigiras taraan sui Jhelumas
(But only the brave can)

Chas behith adris beithis Jhelumas 
(I sit here on the banks of the river)
Kadlay taar dei na kahn Jhelumas
(Will someone help me cross?) 
Naaive hundh paile chu aaivul Jhelumas
(My boat is fragile)
Khotsan chas naaive manz Jhelumas 
(And I fear to cross alone)

Kusu boze kaswane naar ha loug Jhelumas
(Is anyone listening? Who can I tell? My river is on fire!)
Khotsan chas be yer ma gas Jhelumas
(And I fear I shall slip into its waters)

Pherukh Poo'h's chum odur Jhelumas 
(The lining of my coat is soaked in the waters)
Teer ha cham lagan aabas Jhelumas
(The water of the Jhelum feels cold)
chim dapaan saeri haan chi taar Jhelumas 
(Everyone says I should cross the river)
Pairaan chus chum aapaire Jhelumas 
(But I wonder who's waiting for me there)  

Jhelumas

rone se aur ishq me bebaak ho gaye
dhoye gaye ham aise ki bas paak ho gaye
kehataa hai kaun naalaa-e-bulabul ko be-asar
parade me gul ki laakh jigar chaak ho gaye
karane gaye the usase taGaaful kaa ham gilaa
ki ek hi nigaah ki bas khaak ho gaye
is rag se uthaa_i kal usne "asad" ki laash
dushman bhi jisko dekh ke Ghumnaak ho gaye


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