Yeh Zameen Jab Na Thi_ Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan

Rabba Ho - Saieen Zahoor Feat Sanam Marvi

ਬਣ ਦਿਲਬਰ ਸ਼ਕਲ ਜਹਾਨ ਆਇਆ- Kafi Baba Ghulam Farid (1865-1901) By Pathanay Khan Sahib 

ਬਣ ਦਿਲਬਰ ਸ਼ਕਲ ਜਹਾਨ ਆਇਆ ।ਹਰ ਸੂਰਤ ਐਨ ਅਯਾਨ ਆਇਆ ।
ਕਥੇ ਆਦਮ ਕਥੇ ਸ਼ੈਸ ਨਬੀ ।ਕਥੇ ਨੂਹ ਕਥਾਂ ਤੂਫ਼ਾਨ ਆਇਆ ।
ਕਥੇ ਇਬਰਾਹੀਮ ਖ਼ਲੀਲ ਨਬੀ ।ਕਥੇ ਯੂਸਫ਼ ਵਿਚ ਕਨਆਨ ਆਇਆ ।
ਕਥੇ ਈਸਾ ਤੇ ਅਲਿਆਸ ਨਬੀ ।ਕਥੇ ਲਛਮਨ ਰਾਮ ਤੇ ਕਾਨ੍ਹ ਆਇਆ ।
ਕਥੇ ਜ਼ਕਰੀਆ ਕਥੇ ਯਾਹਾ ਹੈ ।ਕਥੇ ਮੂਸਾ ਬਿਨ ਅਮਰਾਨ ਆਇਆ ।
ਬੂ ਬਕਰ ਉਮਰ ਉਸਮਾਨ ਕਥਾਂ ।ਕਥ ਅਸਦ ਅੱਲਾ ਜ਼ੀਸ਼ਾਨ ਆਇਆ ।
ਕਥੇ ਹਸਨ ਹੁਸੈਨ ਸ਼ਹੀਦ ਬਣੇ ।ਕਥੇ ਮੁਰਸ਼ਦ ਫ਼ਖਰ ਜਹਾਨ ਆਇਆ ।
ਕਥੇ ਅਹਿਮਦ ਸ਼ਾਹ ਰਸੂਲਾਂ ਦਾ ।ਮਹਬੂਬ ਸਭੇ ਮਕਬੂਲਾਂ ਦਾ ।
ਉਸਤਾਦ ਨਫੂਸ ਅਕੂਲਾਂ ਦਾ ।ਸੁਲਤਾਨਾਂ ਸਿਰ ਸੁਲਤਾਨ ਆਇਆ ।
ਤਨਜ਼ੀਲ ਕਥਾਂ, ਜਬਰੀਲ ਕਥਾਂ ।ਤੋਰੇਤ ਜ਼ਬੂਰ ਇੰਜੀਲ ਕਥਾਂ ।
ਆਯਾਤ ਕਥਾਂ ਤਰਤੀਲ ਕਥਾਂ ।ਹਕ ਬਾਤਲ ਦਾ ਫੁਰਕਾਨ ਆਇਆ ।
ਕੁੱਲ ਵਿਚ ਕੁੱਲ ਸ਼ੈ ਜ਼ਾਹਰ ਹੈ ।ਸੋਨੜ੍ਹਾ ਜ਼ਾਹਰ ਐਨ ਮਜ਼ਾਹਰ ਹੈ ।
ਕਥੇ ਨਾਜ਼ ਨਿਆਜ਼ ਦਾ ਮਾਹਰ ਹੈ ।ਕਥੇ ਦਰਦ ਕਥਾਂ ਦਰਮਾਨ ਆਇਆ ।
ਕਥੇ ਰੀਤ ਪਰੀਤ ਦਾ ਵੇਸ ਕਰੇ ।ਕਥੇ ਆਸ਼ਕ ਥੀ ਪ੍ਰਦੇਸ ਫਿਰੇ ।
ਖੁਲੇ ਗਲ ਵਿਚ ਮਾਰੂ ਕੇਸ ਧਰੇ ।ਲਿਟ ਧਾਰੀ ਥੀ ਮਸਤਾਨ ਆਇਆ ।
ਕਥੇ ਪੰਡਤ ਜੋਸੀ ਜੋਗੀ ਹੈ ।ਕਥੇ ਸਾਮੀ ਤੇ ਕਥੇ ਭੋਗੀ ਹੈ ।
ਕਥੇ ਮਿਸਰ ਬਰਾਗੀ ਰੋਗੀ ਹੈ ।ਕਥੇ ਬੇਦ ਬਿਆਸ ਗਿਆਨ ਆਇਆ ।
ਖਾਮੋਸ਼ ਫ਼ਰੀਦ ਇਸਰਾਰ ਕਨੂੰ ।ਚੁਪ ਬੇਹੁਦਾ ਗੁਰਤਾਰ ਕਨੂੰ ।
ਪਰ ਗ਼ਾਫ਼ਲ ਨਾ ਥੀ ਯਾਰ ਕਨੂੰ ।ਏਹੋ ਲਾਰੇਬੀ ਫ਼ੁਰਮਾਨ ਆਇਆ ।

Pathanay Khan: The Flower of Rohi

Eleven years have passed but yet the legend of the great Pathanay Khan still remains, whose lilting sweet yet pain filled Saraiki songs are absorbed by lovers of folk music. Pathanay Khan or Ghulam Mohammad, was born in 1926 in the village Basti Tambu Wali, situated in the heart of the Thal Desert, several miles from Kot Addu, Punjab. When he was only a few years old, his father, Khameesa Khan, brought home a third wife after which his own mother decided to leave her husband. She took Ghulam Muhammad along and went to Kot Addu to stay with her father. When the boy fell seriously ill, his mother took him to the house of a spiritual doctor who advised her to change his name because it seemed ‘too heavy for him’ as the doctor is known to have said. Meanwhile, folk stories say that the doctor’s daughter commented that he looked like a Pathana. In the region of South Punjab, the name Pathana symbolises love and valour, so from that day onwards he was known as Pathanay.

Pathanay was close to his mother but much as she tried to send him to school, his nature kicked in and soon he started to stray away from school and began to start wandering, contemplating and singing. It is quoted by people who knew him then that this was his own father’s characteristic too. By the time he was in his seventh class, he began to sing kafis by Khwaja Ghulam Farid, who was a Bhawalpuri saint.
His first teacher was Baba Mir Khan, who taught him everything he knew. Singing alone did not earn him enough, so the young Pathanay Khan started collecting firewood for his mother, who used to make bread for the villagers. This enabled the family to earn a very modest living. It is said that at an older age, when Pathanay Khan talked about his childhood, remembering those days brought tears in his eyes and he believed that it was his love for God, music, and Khwaja Farid that gave him the strength to bear this burden.

Pathanay adopted singing as a profession in earnest after his mother's death. With his voice heavy with expressions, his singing had the capacity to attract and entrance his listeners, and he himself could in turn sing for hours. Khan’s reverence for Khawaja Ghulam Farid was absolute. Khawaja Farid was everything for him and he derived all his spiritual strength from him. One rarely sees a singer who can understand and render poetry as good as Pathanay Khan rendered Khawaja’s poetry for the audience. His reading style was so clear and popularly punctuated that even a non-Saraiki speaker could follow the text and meanings of most words. It remains the best-kept secret that Pathanay khan sung much better when he was unaccompanied by tabla, because it was in raw form.

Depending on his mood, Pathanay would sing the same kafi in different ragas. However, unlike other famous singers, he would never brag or mention that he was changing the raga for a particular kafi. It naturally flew from his heart and he remained oblivious to the technicalities. Pathanay Khan learned music from Amir Khan, a local musician who was a descendant of Ustad Ashiq Ali Khan. He was not trained as a classical musician and learned musical techniques during his singing at mela gatherings. His singing absorbed the essence of masses, their aspirations and miseries. Nonetheless, Pathanay had a great desire to sing a classical raga and tried to convince Ustad Chote Ghalam Ali Khan to teach him. Pathanay Khan gave his own deeper meaning to Khawaja Sahib’s poetry in his typical style and sprit of singing.

Pathanay Khan is known to have elevated the form of Kafi to a much higher level than his predecessors. Khan’s famous musical pieces include meda ishq vi tun, ghoom charakhda ghoom, mai vi jana jhok, mera ranjhan hun and kia haal sunawan. Pathanay was given the pride of performance award by the president of Pakistan. He embodied his own unique style in singing. He died in March 2000, after protracted illness. But among those desert flowers of Thal, and everywhere else in Pakistan, the scent of his presence prevails gently, never diffusing from the minds of people.

Ban Dilber Shakal Jahaan Aaya- Kafi, Khawaja Ghulam Farid

Guru Bin Gyan - Maulvi Haider Hassan & Zameer Hassan Khan

Pathanay Khan - Jindrri Lutti tain yaar sajan, Kadi mor maharan tay wal aa watan

Shafqat - Amanat - &-Sanam - Marvi - Kalam - E-IqbaL - Virsa - Khudi - Ka - Sirr - E-nihaaN

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Mainu Yaar Manuano Fursat Nahi

Khusro wrote this upon returning to his mother from Nizamuddin Auliya. He talks about how he has found the ideal spiritual "guru" or teacher

Aaj rung hai hey maan rung hai ri
Moray mehboob kay ghar rang hai ri
Sajan milaavra, sajan milaavra,
Sajan milaavra moray aangan ko
Aaj rung hai........
Mohay pir paayo Nijamudin aulia
Nijamudin aulia mohay pir payoo
Des bades mein dhoondh phiree hoon
Toraa rung man bhayo ri......,
Jag ujiyaaro, jagat ujiyaaro,
Main to aiso rang aur nahin dekhi ray
Main to jab dekhun moray sung hai,
Aaj rung hai hey maan rung hai ri.

Translation-

What a glow everywhere I see, Oh mother, what a glow;
I’ve found the beloved, yes I found him,
In my courtyard;
I have found my pir Nizamuddin Aulia.
I roamed around the entire world,
looking for an ideal beloved;
And finally this face has enchanted my heart.
The whole world has been opened for me,
Never seen a glow like this before.
Whenever I see now, he is with me,
Oh beloved, please dye me in yourself;
Dye me in the colour of the spring, beloved;
What a glow, Oh, what a glow.

Aaj Rang Hai by Amir Khusrau - Nusrat Fateh Ali

Jo Mein Jaanti Bichhrat Hein Sayyan - Ustad Farid Ayaz & Ustad Abu Muhammad Qawwal Party

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