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Friday, December 10, 2010

--IMAGINE un autre monde  de sagesse et de poe...Image by niceazurpassionpoesie via Flickr
Closed windows
two peeping
rays of light
two lips kissing
in the dark corners;

do they discern
the bright mornings...!

Two hearts
two pink petals
blossoming in the
lap of slush;

Do these realise
the cruelty of shores!!

---daman
09/12/2010

ਓਪਰੇ !!

ਬੰਦ ਤਾਕੀਆਂ 'ਚੋਂ ਪਲ੍ਮਦੇ 
ਦੋ ਚਾਨਣਾ ਵਾਂਗ
ਹਨੇਰੀਆਂ ਨੁਕਰਾਂ 'ਚ ਅੱਜ
ਜੋ ਬੁਲ੍ਹ ਮਿਲੇ ਹਨ

ਕਿ ਉਨ੍ਹਾਂ ਨੂ ਚਾਨਣਾ ਦੀ
ਪਛਾਣ ਹੈ !


ਦੋ ਗੁਲਾਬੀ ਪੱਤੀਆਂ ਵਾਂਗ
ਚਿਕੜਾ ਦੀ ਗੋਦ ਵਿਚ
ਜੋ ਦਿਲ ਖਿਲੇ ਹਨ
ਕਿ ਉਨ੍ਹਾਂ ਨੂ

ਕੰਢੇਆਂ ਦੀ ਪਛਾਣ ਹੈ !!       

---ਦਮਨ
੦੯/੧੨/੨੦੧੦


ओपरे !

बंद ताकिया  'चों पलम्दे;
दो चानना वांग 
हनेरिआं नुकरां 'च अज्ज 
जो बुल्ह मिले हन

कि उन्हां नु 
चानना  दी पछाण है  ! 

दो गुलाबी पत्तिया वांग 
चिकड़ा दी गोद विच 
जो दिल खिले हन 


कि उन्हां नु 
कन्धयां दी पछाण है !!    
 

Saturday, December 4, 2010

WHITE WINTER

West Virginia Country Church early in the morn...Image via Wikipedia
It promises to be white winter
snow storms numbing out
our feelings of
tender and warm love!

We have to toil
forget the torn tatters of the past;
Let the morning mist embrace  us
till the vapour becomes our existence!

Don't think of the cold wind;
Get closer,  get cosier,

Share the heat of
the spark in the heart,
light the fire of love;


Let the flames leap,
make a bonfire of pretensions;

Let naked desires
melt drop by drop
into sunshine
of  a new summer!!


---daman
01/12/2010


Wednesday, December 1, 2010

ON WINTRY NIGHTS

Lake Erie wave ballet (1 of 2)Image by kuddlyteddybear2004 via Flickr

             ON WINTRY NIGHTS
On wintry nights
with wet eyes
I have seen 
many skies,
endless shores 
white oceans
foaming furiously 
banging against the rocks!
I have seen  bonfires
of many dreams,
many desires,
in space, and many 
new trials; experiments 
torn to shreds...
Let's go beyond the shores
and mountains with
new wisdom , new light
to worship and love...!
---daman  
30/11/2010
   
सर्द रातां विच
पुर  नम अखां नाल
मैं देखे हन कई
असमान ;
अंतहीन किनारे
चिट्टे सागर झगो झग्गी
टक्कर मारदे पथरान नाल
मैं देखी है  पुलाड विच  बलदी
कई सप्न्याँ दी होली ;
कई रंगां कई तजुर्बेयाँ
दे परखचे उडदे; फिर वी

मैं अपणे आप नूं
रब्ब समझन दी गलती कीती
कदों अस्सी जावांगे
पहाडा अते लहरा दे उस  पार
नवी अक्ल, नवी समझ नाल
प्यार करन; पूजा करन.


---दमन
३०.११.२०११

Sunday, November 28, 2010

LOVE!!!

Desert GirlImage by bhagath makka via Flickr








jis ke liye hum jeete hain,
woh hum ko maar ke chala gaya

hum umar ke sapne le baithe,,,
woh raat guzaar ke chala gaya !


---daman
 28/11/2010

Friday, November 26, 2010

THE DIVALI NIGHT!

Diwali - Festival Of LightsImage by VinothChandar via Flickr
       .... .... .....
       Dark night..
          I light the earthen lamp
          the whole night...
          on my doorstep !
       .... ..... ..... .....

       your name lights my being
          the whole night!

---daman
26/11/2010

.... .... .... ....
ਮਸਿਆ  ਦੀ ਰਾਤ ,
ਦੀਵਾ ਬਾਲਾਂ
ਸਰਦਲਾਂ 'ਤੇ 
.... .... ....
ਹੋਠਾਂ ਉੱਤੇ ਆਵੇ  ਤੇਰੀ ਬਾਤ


---ਦਮਨ
੨੬/੧੧/੨੦੧੦
दीवाली
.... ..... .....
मसिया दी रात
दीवा बालां
सरदला 'ते
.... .... ....
होठा उत्ते आवे तेरी बात !


---दमन
२६/११/२०१०         


SPRING !

Noche de luna llena - Full moon nightImage by *L*u*z*A* via Flickr
SPRING!

Yellow, dry jingling, chiming leaves
I picked in the full moon nights
pleasant, beautiful  dreams
I knitted in the silence of nights!


---daman
26/11/2010

''ਬਸੰਤ''

ਪੀਲੇ, ਸੁੱਕੇ, ਛਣ ਛਣ  ਕਰਦੇ ਪੱਤੇ
ਮੈਂ ਚਾਨਣੀਆਂ  ਰਾਤਾਂ 'ਚ  ਚੁਣੇ ,
ਬਸੰਤ ਵਰਗੇ ਹਸੀਨ ਖਵਾਬ ,
ਮੈਂ ਰਾਤ ਦੀ ਚੁੱਪ ਵਿਚ ਉਣੇੰ !

---ਦਮਨ
੨੬/੧੧/੨੦੧੦
(Panjabi transcript)
बसंत
पीले, सुक्के, छन छन करदे पत्ते
मैं चननीआं रातां 'च चुने
बसंत वर्गे हसीन ख्वाब
मैं रात दी चुप विच उंने !

---दमन
२६/११/२०१०               

(Hindi transcript)


 

Thursday, November 25, 2010

LET MY SONGS SOB !!

Four day battle in the Second Anglo-Dutch warImage via Wikipedia
The frgrance of
crimson flowers
has kissed my cheeks!
Has some fine bend
come to the path of my life....!

The goal has come to
me...without asking;
I have always been kissing
the dusty pathways of my life!

Give me back sorrows of my songs,
return my nights longing for tryst,
let my emptiness be doubled,
let my songs sob uncontrollably!

I am standing at the crossroads
watching my friends depart
for a weekend rendezvous,
this weekend is like a sword
hanging on my head!

My boat is old
and the mast is broken
the sails are tattered
unable to hold the wind!

My songs can only sob
Let my songs sob;
O my Life!

---daman
25/11/2010

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

THE DRIZZLE !

Storm over the OceanImage by Beth Sargent via Flickr
It is a drizzle...now
slow, endearing to heart
cascading ;
rustle in the leaves
soothing music to the soul.
my tattered shirt
sufficient to envelop
both of us
lost to outward existence
Bliss!
eyes entranced
hands clasping
lips sealed;
sweet smell of wet skins
walking in dazed daydream;
Drifting in a dinghy
oceans conspiring with
blood on mind
shrill ear splitting howls of
wild waves leaping with
hands outstretched to strangulate
two helpless emotions.

Walking, steps in tandem
with unflinching faith....unmindful;

The drizzle has stopped;
It is pouring rain now
drenching our souls
we crouch under my 
tattered shirt,
oblivious of the prying eyes
united in eternity!!!!!!!


posted by daman
24/11/2010

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

''RAAM''

Main eh kehdi thanh te aaya
na jithe da kheda
jithe nahaaran da saaya!

Poore chaudan varhe main ghumyaa
aapne bachanan di aabru layi
purkhan de paye poorneyan 'te
poore chaudhan bhatkya !

Palkaan de naal kande chuge
jeebhaan utte thhoohen ladaye
shanke shakkan bharman de naal
jad hoiaan jindan nu tumbya
ghor gunaahan nu gall laya!

Vishwasaan da jootha khadha
shardha da angan mehkaya,
sone de mirgan ne chhalya
kayi shoopnakhan bharmaya!

Kayi daitan de aahoo lahe
seene vich lukay Ravan nu
kayi main maar mukaya!
poore chadhan varhyan magron
wapas puri Ajudhia aaya!

Meri ghalna seeta utte
ik dhobi ne dooshan laya
Aah! main jeevan da ik hissa
nir arthak nirmool gawaya!

Poore chaudhan varhyan magron
main eh kehdi thanh 'te aaya
na jithe jittan da kheda
jithe na haaran da saaya !


---daman
23/11/2010

राम 
 मैं एह केहड़ी  थांह ते आया 
ना जिथे जित्तां दा खेडा 
जिथे ना हारण दा साया !


पूरे चौधां वरहे मैं घुमया 
आपणे बचना दी आबरू लई 
पुरखा दे पाए पूर्नयां ते 
पूरे चौदह वरहे भटक्या !

पालकां दे नाल कंडे चुगे 
जीभा उत्ते ठूहें लड़ाए 
शंके शक्का भरमा दे नाल 
जड़ होइआ जिन्दा नु तुन्ब्या 
घोर गुन्हान नु गल लाया !

विश्वासा दा जूठा खाधा 
शारदा दा आंगन महकाया 
सोने दे मिरगा ने छल्या
लई शूपनखा भरमाया !

कई दैता दे आहू लाहे
सीने विच लुके रावण नु 
पूरे चौदह वरहेया मगरों 
वापस पुरी अजुधिया आया !

मेरी घालणा सीता उत्ते 
इक धोबी ने दूषण लाया 
आह! मैं जीवन दा इक हिस्सा 
ऩिरअर्थक ऩिर मूल गवाया !

पूरे चौदह वर्हया मगरों 
मैं एह केहड़ी थांह ते आया 
ना जिथे जित्ता दा खेडा 
जिथे ना हारण दा साया !!!


---दमन 
२३/११/२०१०  
                 
















 

Friday, October 22, 2010

Suffering!

IMG_6352Image by carolinerac via Flickr
If one is suffering bodily ,the medico can see it and treat you, if one is suffering mentally the neurosurgeon can analyse and suggest medicines to soothe your nerves, but these drugs are likely to have side effects...I wish there were more 'vaids' who could analyse your affliction just by holding your wrist and counting your pulse....

But alas these are not to be found any more...there are scamsters and 'thugs' now who play with your feelings and 'scare' . When someone is suffering whom you love dearly, you are mentally very weak, and you tend to believe any one who shows some sympathy and offers you some powder which shall cure all the ills from you or your dear ones are suffering....


There are faith healing techniques 'like' 'Reiki' which is a oriental method of faith healing.  It is claimed that afflictions fron simple hedache to cancer can be cured by 'Reiki'. The prctitioners of this method of treatment also claim that it can cure even by mail, or by keeping the photo of the patient. It is also claimed
Cat receiving ReikiImage via Wikipedia
to cure any living being by this method of healing...The practitioners of this method of healing claim that even animals like cats and dogs or other animals can be cured very effectively ....

There are other methods of healing in orient ...about which I am dealing here in very briefly...these are 'kundalini yoga' and 'human body meridians' of Chinese system, which is very similar to Indian Kundalini...but I shall welcome any suggestions  and shall be very willing to know more about these methods of faith healings which also claim  to deal with it according to human anatomy....





This picture depicts the seven major Chakras w...Image via Wikipedia
A schematic of the Image via Wikipedia picture of Human body chakras (top) and Human Meridians of Chinese system.

Friday, October 15, 2010

GOLDEN SUN IN MY WINDOW!!!!!!!

reach (2)Image by jasleen_kaur via Flickr
I got up as usual in the wee hours of the morning.....booted my 'dabba' that is my laptop....and started listening Gurbani....
Our dear Guruji  was showering his divine blessings....
....buray kaam ko uth khaloya....
........naam ki bela pae pae soya....




Singing GurbaniImage by Gurumustuk Singh via Flickr
.....ਬੁਰੇ ਕਾਮ ਕੋ ਉਠ ਖਲੋਇਆ 
............ਨਾਮ ਕਿ ਬੇਲਾ ਪੈ ਪੈ ਸੋਇਆ ....
how true! I bow to Vaheguru to have given me direction for the coming day....
We are always ready to undertake mundane and stupid errands...
...but sadly enough when it is time to get up and 'thank' 
the Lord for his blessings, for the mercies which he showers on us every moment, every second , every 'pal'
of our lives, we feel sleepy....we have no time to spare....we have no time to thank the Lord who has given us all the 
gifts....It is considered good manners to 'thank' the person who gives
us some gift on some achievement in life , on our birthday,our anniversary , or to someone who pays us some compliment, but we forget to 'Thank' the giver of life itself. If there is Life there is every good thing
of life, the birthday, the anniversary, the happinesses and joyfulnesses....

I then started listening to keertan of Gurmantar jaap by Vaheguru  Kaur
....'Vaheguru,Vaheguru,Vaheguru......
...........Vaheguru,Vaheguru,Vaheguru......
When I had finished listening to Gurbani Keertan , I got up to bow to the Lord for his benign grace to have sent me the gift of another sunny day 
of life.....
I pulled the curtains. A Golden Sun was reflected in my window.....It was the manifestation of Supreme Being.....I bowed in sience to thank my Vaheguru!!!!!!!!!!!!!




---daman
15/10/2010












Thursday, October 14, 2010

OPERATION STUFFED PARANTHA

Poonch district (J&K)Image via Wikipedia
My unit was posted at Poonch during 1965-1966. This was a very eventful period in the history of  India. Lal Bahadur Shastri was elected Prime Minister under K Kamaraja plan. The nation was undergoing economic crisis and a severe  food shortage.


Shastri gave a slogan to the nation 'Jai Ja
Lal Bahadur ShastriImage via Wikipedia
wan,Jai Kisan', Hail the Soldier,Hail the Farmer. He also called upon the people to miss a meal on Mondays. 
                                      Our Officer commanding called a meeting of all the officers in the 
mess. He passed  orders that there shall be no kitchen on Monday evenings. All of us said 'yes Sir' hastily and asked the Mess Havaldar to get the table laid for lunch.


All of us, 24 young officers, retired to our living quarters ostensibly to have an afternoon siesta but none could sleep properly. One by one all of us got up, put on our gowns and sat down to talk.  The question of missing a meal on Monday evenings was churning in every one's mind. Capt.Sham Lal and Capt. Kohli were very upset.


''I have never gone to bed on an empty stomach,'' declared Capt. Kohli.
Capt. Sham Lal also expressed the same feelings.''But we can't openly defy the orders, we have to find out some way. ''


The tea trolley arrived just at that time. We kept quiet to avoid the mess servants from hearing and changed the topic.


It was  Saturday evening. We put on our civvies and went to the club in the city in small groups of four  to have a little fun.


Capt. Shamlal, Capt. Kohli and Capt. Khurana branched off on a secret mission about which we came to know later.  


On Monday evening we slipped out,   one by one, led by Capt. Sham Lal to a 'dhaba' just near the Poonch fort . We took care that our Commanding Officer and 2nd in command, Maj. Hudda, who lived at a distance on an adjoining hillock didn't know. 



Aloo Parantha with ButterImage by NA.dir via Flickr
The dhaba owner had been given instructions to keep the shutters down after 8 p.m.  He had been told to serve  'paranthas' stuffed with kidney beans (rajma)  with butter and curds  immediately after the arrival of 2/3 officers. This was done to minimise the absence of large number of officers from the regiment for a long period.


This clandestine operation 'Stuffed Paranthas'
went on smoothly for 4-5  weeks. But Maj Hudda our 2nd in command had observed that the officers were absent every Monday evening. He got suspicious and  decided to follow us surreptitiously one  such evening. 


While we were  enjoying our 'stuffed paranthas' Maj Hudda walked in with mock sniffing act. 
'You bloody well, could have invited this old man also.  I had been starving all these days every Monday evening. Then he turned to the adjutant- Capt. Mehta- and mockingly admonished him ''This is a serious lapse on your part and you shall have to pay for it.''  Capt. Mehta ordered two extra thick Stuffed Paranthas for Maj. Hudda and everything settled down.


The curtains were pulled down  on our secret Operation Paranthas. Even our Officer Commanding came to know of it and he also ordered 'stuffed Paranthas'  to be packed and sent to him on Monday evenings...



Poonch district (J&K)Image via Wikipedia  Poonch District 



---daman
13/10/2010
    





  












Tuesday, October 12, 2010

BIRHE DE PANKHERUA !

Birhe De Pankherua  !!!


Birhe de pankherua ve
Zindagi di daal uttay
Beh ke koi geet suna!


Mere geetan di zaban uttay
Maghda angar rakhin
'te bolan nu tu devin agg laa!


Jadon tere geet 
Meri jind nu kalawe lain
Yaad koi baithe kol aa..!


Thand jehi vasdi aye 
Hikdi de thalan uttay
Aawe jadon birhe da taa!


Boiaan main chamelian
Ate kikar kareer uggay
Inhan nu tu mehak chuha!


Saade bin bolyan ve
Saade bin chalyan ve
Dil dian dil nu suna!


Geetan jehe mahi bin 
Vaslan de nain ron
Karan osda herwa!


Jigre di ratt lae ke
Aathne nu vand devin
Gaganan nu devin tikka laa!


Geetde de bol sun 
Raindi de vehryan vich
Aawe koi nachdi shua !


Birhe de pankherua ve 
Zindagi di daal uttay
Beh ke koi geet suna !!


---daman
11.10.2010 
برھے دے پنکھےرواوے 
زندگی دی ڈال اتے 
بہ کے کوئی گیت سنا 

میرے گیتان دی زبان اتے
مگھدا انگار رکھیں 
تے بولاں نو تو دیویں اگ لا 

 جدوں تیرے گیت           
میری جند نو کلاوے لین  
 یاد کوئی بیٹھے کول آ 

ٹھنڈ جهی وسدی اے 
حکڈی دے تھلان وچ 
آوے جدوں برھے دا تا 

بویاں میں چمیلیاں 
اتے ککر کریر اگے 
انہاں نو تو مہک چھوا

ساڈے بن بولیاں وے 
ساڈے بن چلیاں وے
دل دیاں  دل نو سنا 

گیتان جیہے ماہی بن
وسلان دے نہیں رون
کرن اسدا ہروا 

جگرے دی رت لے کے 
آتھنے نو وند دیویں 
گگنا نو دیں ٹیککا لا 

گیتدے دے بول سن 
رینڈی دے وھڑیاں وچ 
آوے کوئی نچدی شا 

برھے دے پنکھےروا وے 
زندگی دی ڈال اتے 
بہ کے کوئی گیت سنا 

بہ کے کوئی گیت سنا

---دمن
١١.١٠.٢٠١٠

ਬਿਰਹੇ ਦੇ ਪੰਖੇਰੂਆ ਵੇ 
ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ ਦੀ ਡਾਲ ਉਤੇ 
ਬ਼ਹ ਕੇ ਕੋਈ ਗੀਤ ਸੁਣਾ !

ਮੇਰੇ ਗੀਤਾਂ ਦੀ ਜ਼ਬਾਨ ਉਤੇ 
ਮਘਦਾ ਅੰਗਾਰ ਰਖੀੰ 
ਤੇ ਬੋਲਾਂ ਨੂ ਤੂ ਦੇਵੀਂ ਅਗ ਲਾ !

ਜਦੋਂ ਤੇਰੇ ਗੀਤ 
ਮੇਰੀ ਜਿੰਦ ਨੂ  ਕਲਾਵੇ  ਲੈਣ 
ਯਾਦ ਕੋਈ ਬੈਠੇ ਕੋਲ ਆ !

ਠੰਡ ਜੇਹੀ ਵਸਦੀ ਏ 
ਹਿਕੜੀ ਦੇ ਥਲਾਂ ਵਿਚ 
ਆਵੇ ਜਦੋਂ ਬਿਰਹੇ ਦਾ ਤਾ !

ਬੋਈਆਂ ਮੈਂ ਚਮੇਲੀਆਂ 
ਅਤੇ ਕਿਕਰ ਕਰੀਰ ਉਗੇ 
ਇਨ੍ਹਾਂ ਨੂ ਤੂ ਮੇਹਕ ਛੁਹਾ !

ਸਾਡੇ ਬਿਨ ਬੋਲ੍ਯਾ ਵੇ 
ਸਾਡੇ ਬਿਨ ਚਾਲ੍ਯਾਂ ਵੇ 
ਦਿਲ ਦੀਆਂ ਦਿਲ ਨੂ ਸੁਣਾ !

ਗੀਤਾਂ ਜੇਹੇ ਮਾਹੀ ਬਿਨ 
ਵਸਲਾਂ ਦੇ ਨੈਨ ਰੋਣ
ਕਰਾਂ ਓਸ ਦਾ ਹੇਰਵਾ !

ਜਿਗਰੇ ਦੀ ਰੱਤ  ਲੈ ਕੇ 
ਆਥਣੇ  ਨੂ ਵੰਡ ਦੇਵੀਂ 
ਗਗਨਾਂ ਨੂ ਦੇਵੀਂ ਟਿੱਕਾ ਲਾ !

ਗੀਤ੍ੜੇ ਦੇ ਬੋਲ ਸੁਣ 
ਰੈਨੜੀ ਦੇ  ਵੇਹੜਿਆਂ ਵਿਚ 
ਆਵੇ ਕੋਈ ਨਚਦੀ ਸ਼ੁਆ !

ਬਿਰਹੇ ਦੇ ਪੰਖੇਰੂਆ ਵੇ 
ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ ਦੀ ਡਾਲ ਉਤੇ 
ਬ਼ਹ ਕੇ ਕੋਈ ਗੀਤ ਸੁਣਾ !!!

ਬ਼ਹ ਕੇ ਕੋਈ ਗੀਤ ਸੁਣਾ !

---ਦਮਨ
੧੧/੧੦/੨੦੧੦



Monday, October 11, 2010

Perfect Ten

Four SuitsImage by qthomasbower via Flickr
We are going through a  historic ten ...This 

 date shall be occur after a 100 years but this 


is superb becoz it is divisible by Ten . Another


 such  date shall occur after a millenium...in


 3010.


 Only a lucky few shall be able to  see this


 date......again .....


Well, those who are crazy about cards have 


another cause to feed their superstitious 


windmill...!

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Rahe rahe jaande rahia !

Lonely in golden place!Image by khalid almasoud via Flickr
Rahe rahe jaande rahia 
mud ke edhar vekh ve!
bukal de vich baithi rovan 
pudi kaleje mekh ve !

Rahe rahe jaande rahia 
andar dhukhdi dhooni ve!
ishqe de daryavin langhna 
chatna sil allooni ve!

Rahe rahe jaande rahia
raat ghama di chokhi ve!
aa mil beh koi baat  chalaiye
zindagi ho jaye sokhi ve!

Rahe Rahe jaande rahia 
kaun hadan nu hode ve !
chham chham chhehbar lana 
akh pyasi lode ve !

Rahe rahe jaande rahia 
kani vasendi saawan di !
Main nikki jehi arz guzaran 
Khabar karin jhab aawan di !


ਰਾਹੇ  ਰਾਹੇ ਜਾਂਦੇ ਰਾਹੀਆ !

ਰਾਹੇ ਰਾਹੇ ਜਾਂਦੇ ਰਾਹੀਆ
ਮੁੜ  ਕੇ  ਏਧਰ  ਵੇਖ ਵੇ !
ਬੁੱਕਲ ਦੇ  ਵਿਚ ਬੈਠੀ  ਰੋਵਾਂ 
ਪੁੜੀ  ਕਲੇਜੇ  ਮੇਖ  ਵੇ !

ਰਾਹੇ ਰਾਹੇ ਜਾਂਦੇ  ਰਾਹੀਆ 
ਅੰਦਰ ਧੁਖਦੀ  ਧੂਣੀ  ਵੇ !
ਇਸ਼੍ਕ਼ੇ  ਦੇ ਦਰਯਾਵੀ ਲੰਘਣਾ 
ਚੱਟਣਾ  ਸਿਲ  ਅਲੂਣੀ ਵੇ !

ਰਾਹੇ ਰਾਹੇ  ਜਾਂਦੇ  ਰਾਹੀਆ 
ਰਾਤ ਗਮਾਂ  ਦੀ ਚੋਖੀ ਵੇ !
ਆ ਮਿਲ  beh  ਕੋਈ ਬਾਤ  ਚਲਾਈਏ
ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ ਹੋ  ਜਾਏ  ਸੋਖੀ  ਵੇ !

ਰਾਹੇ ਰਾਹੇ ਜਾਂਦੇ  ਰਾਹੀਆ 
ਕੌਣ  ਹੜ੍ਹਾਂ   ਨੂ  ਹੋੜੇ ਵੇ  !
ਛਮ  ਛਮ  ਛੇਹ੍ਬਰ  ਲਾਣਾ 
ਅਖ ਪਯਾਸੀ  ਲੋੜੇ  ਵੇ  ! 

ਰਾਹੇ  ਰਾਹੇ  ਜਾਂਦੇ  ਰਾਹੀਆ 
ਕਣੀ  ਵਸੇਂਦੀ  ਸਾਵਨ  ਦੀ !
ਮੈਂ  ਨਿੱਕੀ  ਜੇਹੀ  ਅਰਜ਼  ਗੁਜਾਰਾਂ 
ਖਬਰ  ਕਰੀਂ  ਝਬ  ਆਵਣ ਦੀ  !!


---ਦਮਨ 
੦੯/੧੦/੨੦੧੦ 

راہے راہے جاندے راہیہ
مڈ کے ادھر ویکھ وے 
بکل دے وچ بیٹھی رووان
پڑی کلیجے مکہ وے

راہے راہے جاندے راہیہ
اندر  دھکہدی دھونی  وے   
عشقے دے دریاوی لنگھنا 
چٹنا  سیل  الونی  وے 

راہے  راہے جاندے   راہیہ 
رات غما دی چوکھی وے 
آ مل بہ  کوئی  بات چلای  اے 
زندگی ہوجاے  سوکھی وے 


راہے راہے    جاندے راہیہ 
کون ہڈآں نو  ہوڈے وے
چھم چھم چھیہبر لانا 
اکھ پیاسی  لوڈے وے 

راہے  راہے جاندے  راہیہ 
کنی  وسندی  ساون  دی
 میں نیکی جهی عرض گزاران
خبر کریں جھب ہوں دی 
           

---دمن 
٩/١٠ ٢٠١٠ 
I dedicate this poem to my friend 
Rahila Habib
who has always encouraged me!
        
 (Note:For some of my friends who find Panjabi difficult
I am providing the meaning of some words...)
pudi kaleje=stuck in heart, mekh =nail, chatna sil alooni=licking
a bitter slab, jhab=soon)                     
   
---daman 
9/10/2010      


Friday, October 8, 2010

Yaad Sapni!!!!!!!!

here's the thing about depressionImage by JKönig via Flickr
Raat hanjoo keirde hi langh gayi,
ghami meri baat hono ssang gayi;


jazbeyan de saah tharke raat bhar
yaad sappni zindagi nuu dang gayi ;


vilhkadi rahi thalaan vich meri sadhar
sau teri palkaan 'ch sapnay tang gayi;


banfashe ne medhian gundian hi san
ke hawa teri zulf chhoh kay langh gayi;


tere dukhaan zindagi meri nawazi
maut nachi ajj ho kay malang jehi!


(sau= news)
       



---daman  
   8/10/2010 

ਰਾਤ  ਹੰਜੂ  ਕੇਰਦੇ  ਹੀ  ਲੰਘ  ਗਈ 
ਗਮੀ  ਮੇਰੀ  ਬਾਤ  ਹੋਣੋ ਸੰਗ ਗਈ !

ਜਜਬੇਆਂ  ਦੇ ਸਾਹ  ਥਰਕੇ  ਰਾਤ  ਭਰ 
ਯਾਦ ਸੱਪਣੀ  ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ ਨੂ ਡੰਗ   ਗਈ !

ਵਿਲ੍ਹਕਦੀ  ਰਹੀ   ਥਲਾਂ   ਮੇਰੀ   ਸਧਰ ,
ਸਓ  ਤੇਰੀ ਪਲਕਾਂ  'ਚ ਸਪਨੇ   ਟੰਗ  !

 ਬਨਫ਼ਸ਼ੇ  ਨੇ  ਮੇਢੀਆਂ  ਗੁੰਦੀਆਂ  ਹੀ ਸਨ  
 ਕਿ ਹਵਾ  ਤੇਰੀ ਜ਼ੁਲ੍ਫ਼ ਛੋਹ  ਕੇ  ਲੰਘ ਗਈ !

ਤੇਰੇ  ਦੁਖਾਂ  ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ ਮੇਰੀ  ਨਵਾਜ਼ੀ  
ਮੌਤ  ਨਚੀ  ਅੱਜ  ਹੋ ਕੇ  ਮਲੰਗ  ਜੇਹੀ  !


---ਦਮਨ
੮/੧੦/੨੦੧੦ 

رات ہنجو کیردے ہی لنگھ گی 
غمی میری  بات ہونو  سنگ گی 

جذبیاں  دے سہ تھرکے رات بھر
یاد  سپنی  زندگی  نو  ڈنگ  گی 

ولھکدی رہی تھلان وچ  میری سدھر 
سو  تیری  پلکاں  'چ سپنے ٹنگ گی 

بنفشے  نے  مدھیاں  گندیاں  ہی سن 
کے  ھوا تیری زلف چھوہ  کے  لنگھ  گی 

تیرے دکھا  زندگی میری  نوازی  
  موت  نچی   اجج ہو کے ملنگ  جیہے 


---دمن
٨/١٠/٢٠١٠          


   




   


   

   






Saturday, September 18, 2010

MERA YEH KAAM TUM KARDO




मेरा यह काम तुम करदो !

न शिकवा है न रुसवाई
चलो सब बाँट लेते हैं
पुराने ख़त वह तस्वीरें
सभी कुछ छंट देते हैं ;
जो तेरा है तुम ही लेलो
मेरा भी पास ही रख लो
मै रोऊ गर तुम्हे क्या है
मुझे चुप चाप सहने दो
आवाजें छन के आती है
फसीलों को खड़ा दो
हवाएं तंग करती हैं
दीवारों को बुलंद कर दो ;
लबों में क़फल कानो में रूई
या प्याले में ज़हर भर दो ;
मेरा यह काम तुम करदो
प्याले में ज़हर भर दो !

दमन
०७/०७/२०१०

(English rendering of above poem.  Mistrust between the two neighbouring countries, and ban on the social media prompted me to pen these lines)

Please do this for my sake!

I have no grievance or complaint
Let's divide everything;
Old letters, and pictures
Let's sort out everything;
You take whatever is yours
Keep my objects as well;
Why bother if I cry
Let me bear it all quietly;
Sounds percolate and reverberate
Erect fences with concertina coils;
Tumultuous winds distract
Construct the walls higher;
Put lock on the  lips,and plug the ears
or put the potion in my cup;
Please do this for my sake
Put the potion in my cup!!!!!!!!!

daman
07/07/2010

Friday, September 17, 2010

KOOLE GHAH UTTE !!!

Walk With MeImage by Athena's Pix (Catching up) via Flickr
koole ghah utte!!!


Koole ghah 'ute 
ik chhinn jehda
Yaad teri vich
asaan bitaya ! 


Assi zindagi da
moonh chumya
Akhian vich
ik supan sajaya !


Jadon jadon assan 
yaad teri vich 
Kooli ghah 'ute
dehun bitaye !


Dil vich 
Hookan di laat uthi
Sooraj dehun de 
khamb vich laaye !!!

---daman
09/09/2010


ਕੂਲੇ ਘਾਹ ਉਤੇ!!!!

ਕੂਲੇ ਘਾਹ ਉਤੇ 
ਇਕ  ਛਿੰਨ  ਜੇਹੜਾ 
ਯਾਦ ਤੇਰੀ  ਵਿਚ
 ਅਸਾਂ ਬਿਤਾਯਾ !

ਅੱਸੀ ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ 
ਦਾ ਮੂੰਹ ਚੁਮ੍ਯਾ 
ਅਖੀਆਂ ਵਿਚ  
ਇਕ ਸੁਪਨ ਸਜਾਯਾ !

ਜਦੋਂ ਜਦੋਂ  ਅਸਾਂ
ਕੂਲੀ ਘਾਹ  ਉਤੇ
ਯਾਦ ਤੇਰੀ ਵਿਚ 
ਦੇਹੁ  ਬਿਤਾਏ  !

ਦਿਲ ਵਿਚ ਹੂਕਾਂ
ਦੀ ਲਾਟ ਉਠੀ 
ਸੂਰਜ ਦੇਹੁ  ਦੇ ਖੰਬ 
ਵਿਚ ਲਾਏ  !!!

---ਦਮਨ
੦੯/੦੯/੨੦੧੦ 

कूले घाह उते !!!!
कूले  घाह उते 
इक छिन्न  जेह्ड़ा
याद तेरी विच 
अस्सां  बिताया  !!

अस्सी ज़िन्दगी
दा मूह  चुमया 
अखिआन  विच  इक
सुपन सजाया  !!

जदों जदों  अस्सां 
कूली घाह उते 
याद तेरी विच 
देहों  बिताये  !!

दिल विच  हूकां
दी लाट उठी 
सूरज  देहों  दे खंब
विच लाये  !!!

---दमन
०९/०९ /२०१० 

!!! کولے  گھھہ  اتے 

کولے  گھھہ  اتے 
اک چھینن جهدا
یاد تیری وچ 
اسّان بتایا

اسسی زندگی دا موہ 
دا موہ چومیا
اکھیاں وچ اک 
سپن سجایا 

جدوں جدوں اسّان
کولی گھھہ اتے 
یاد تیری وچ 
دہوں بتاے

دل وچ ہوکاں
 دی لات اٹھی        
سورج دہوں دے کھنب 
وچ لاے 

دمن
٠٩/٠٩/٢٠١٠ 





Monday, September 13, 2010

ROOLDOO RAM !!!!

A political map of Kashmir showing the differe...Image via Wikipedia
I was posted in Jammu and Kashmir during Indo Pak war in 1965. As an Artillery Officer I was attached with a Dogra Battalion which was a highly decorated unit. The Dogras are  known to be very fierce fighters.


The unit was located very close to borders between the two countries and every other day there used to be skirmishes between our troops. Often there used to be raids from the opposing side.


I was posted on a hilltop named Pt. 62 along with infantry officer Capt Anup.


We had to keep a constant vigil round the clock. We were directly overlooking the battalion headquarters.


The danger of sudden raids was so great that even the non combatants were issued weapons and were given  a preliminary training in the use of the firearms.


It also created very comic situations at times. 


I cannot help recall one such incident in which Rooldoo Ram, the masalchi or 'assistant of the unit cook' kept constantly firing from his trench and was controled after great effort  and lot of persuasion by the Subedar Major who belonged to the same village as Rooldoo.


Once on a pitch dark night the sentries sounded a raid alert at 0230 a.m. by blowing whistles and firing from verey light pistols. We as well as the other picquets surrounding the battalion also fired Verey lights.


The whole skyline was abuzz with verey lights and tracer bullets. 


Verey I: The Bang-Bang ImageImage by Digital Terrorist via Flickr








As per standing instructions by the Adjutant every combatant and non-combatant was to take immediate position or get into the nearest trench and challenge any moving object.


As soon as the raid alert was heard our cook and masalchi  Rooldoo Ram left everything and jumped into the nearest trench with there  .303 rifle and ammunition. Rooldoo Ram ducked his head and started firing indiscrimnately into the sky and shouting obscenities at the top of his voice.


The raid was repulsed successfully without any casualties apart from some minor injuries sustained due to the melee in the night.


But long after the raid was repulsed Rooldoo Ram was still shouting and hurling invectives at the enemy. He kept firing without listening to anyone. He had become hysterical and it became a problem
insigne de grade de Subedar major de l'armée i...Image via Wikipedia
to pacify him. When every effort had failed, our Subedar Major who belonged to the same village as Rooldoo Ram, started shouting at very high pitch and matching every invective with an even dirtier invective in his native lingo. Rooldoo Ram suddenly stopped shouting and on recognising the voice of Subedar Major he uttered


'' sahabji tussi?''  he came out on the orders of Subedar Major, trembling like a leaf .


Next day he was hauled up and marched upto the Adjutant. The Adjutant handed out a very lenient punishment and let him off with a warning...


We all had a hearty laugh whenever we recalled this very funny incident.