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Sunday, September 19, 2010

viharinama: ROOLDOO RAM !!!!

viharinama: ROOLDOO RAM !!!!

viharinama: ROOLDOO RAM !!!!

viharinama: ROOLDOO RAM !!!!

Also see my blog 'I escaped this sweet'

Saturday, September 18, 2010


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 !


(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!!!!!!!!!


Friday, September 17, 2010


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 !!!


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  !!!


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  !!!

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 


Monday, September 13, 2010


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. 


Wednesday, September 8, 2010


Hands collaborating in co-writing or co-editin...Image via Wikipedia
I overslept after I kept writing till the chirping of birds at my window sill.  I hastily logged off, put the seeds in the birds pans pulled up the sheets and tried to sleep. 

I  was desperately trying  to sleep before the white sun would make me more uncomfortable.

I kept tossing about in the bed, but the birds were incessantly making  shrill noises making me even more uneasy.

Came out to the veranda to watch the early morning walkers ...people, mostly old folks going out with walking sticks, a few doing light exercises to loosen the limbs....why only old people are out in the park......Young ones are sleeping cosily. We work too hard the whole day and are not able to get up early.....

They jeer at old  people doing Yoga in the park. Why can't they stay quietly at home. Their
O2 MAX YogaImage by djwhelan via Flickr
wives push them out.  Hahaha !   

Some not so old people jogging at a brisk pace. 

People going to fetch fresh milk from the unauthorised dairies running in the living areas. Foul smells, mosquitoes playing their music in the ears. Never mind the mosquitoes and vermin, at least our children are getting pure milk....pure.....???

It is easy to do unlawful things by greasing the palms of law enforcing authorities. There is freedom to do anything. We are 'independent'.

We  have driven away the white skins to be ruled by the brown skins, black skins...but, sir, we are free... they speak our language, and we can easily access them...

The loudspeakers started blaring patriotic songs at high pitch....if we play the music softly we shall not be considered 'desh bhakta', patriots.

Someone has put up a huge hoarding, obstructing the view of motorists and pedestrians, we are free to do whatever we wish....now we are free! 

The birds have flown away after taking their pick....hawkers in the street are shouting, making it even more difficult to snatch a wink.....

I started getting ready hastily to be in time to attend the flag hoisting ceremony...the annual ritual ...to show off our patriotism...

I must hurry up !



Snow mountains in TibetImage via Wikipedia

جوان ابھارا جہی  
اس تیسی اتے 
پھر برف پیئ  ہے 

اجج اک خواہش رات 
دے کنوارے سینے وچ 
ابل پیئ ہے 


ਜਵਾਨ ਉਭਾਰਾਂ ਜੇਹੀ 
ਇਸ ਟੀਸੀ ਉਤੇ 
ਅੱਜ ਫਿਰ ਬਰਫ 
ਪਈ ਹੈ !

ਅੱਜ ਇਕ ਖਵਾਹਿਸ਼ ਰਾਤ 
ਦੇ ਕੁਵਾਰੇ ਸੀਨੇ ਵਿਚ 
ਉਬਲ ਪਈ ਹੈ !


Daman by Chitranjan 003Image by adman_8 via Flickr

It has snowed again
On this hilltop
young breasts!

A young wish
is simmering again
in the chest of Night!


जवान उभारा जेही
इस टीसी उत्ते
अज्ज फिर बरफ
पई है !

अज्ज इक ख्वाहिश
रात दे कुंवारे सीने विच
उबल पई है !




Colored Rocks in a Stream
ਹਾਇਕੂ  !!  
ਕੁਝ ਨਹੀ ਚੰਗਾ ਲਗਦਾ 
ਤੁਝ ਬਿਨ ,
ਨਦੀਆਂ, ਝਰਨੇ ,
ਠੰਡੀ  ਹਵਾਵਾਂ ,  
ਸੀਨੇ ਚਲਦੀ  ਆਰੀ !
ਤੂੰ  ਹੋਵੇਂ  ਤਾਂ ਸਭ  ਚੰਗਾ  
ਕਾਯਨਾਤ  ਇਹ  ਸਾਰੀ  !!


کجھ نہیں چنگا لگدا 
تجھ بن 
ندیاں ، جھرنے
ٹھنڈی حواواں
سینے چلدی آری 
توں ہوئیں تاں سبھ چنگا 
کاینات یہ ساری 

The River Passed the Quivering Forest in the A...
कुझ नहीं चंगा  लगदा 
तुझ बिन 
नदिया  झरने 
ठंडी  हवावां  
सीने चलदी आरी !
तूं  होवें  सभ  चंगा 
कायनात  वह सारी !!



is pleasant
Without You ! 
Streams, Springs,
Cool Breezes
Saw through my Heart;
Everything is pleasant 
when you are by my side!!


Monday, September 6, 2010

To Her !

@ MES AMIS FRIENDS AMIGOS FLICKR .... " H...Image by gmayster01 .... via Flickr
Where is there a name for you?
No mortal art exists,which could
express the wonder of you!

There is no rhyme for you !
A song? What more can song do
than report too late of you!

If the heart could only be 
heard, its every emotion would
be a great hymn for you!

All the charm of your life,
the image so pure and holy,
is secretly locked in my heart.

I can only love you.
To tell how you were beloved,
eternity alone will know.

---Vasilii Zhukovsky
(selection by me)

Thursday, September 2, 2010


SorrowImage by Christolakis via Flickr
gham tere di kool wagendi
chulli assan vi peetee ve!
gaganan de kone mach uthe
aah assaan na keetee ve!
yaad teri vich langhi mahiya
zindagi chup chupeetee ve!
neejh da dhaga lae ke jindoo
dil di thigdi seetee ve!
naa tere di baang alaaee
chadh ke prem maseetee ve!
ki jaane ik chinag kadoki
aahaan bhanbad keetee ve!
oothan vale kee janan ve 
kinj nibhendi preetee ve!
doli aayee yaad teri di
hanjooan chhohi sangeeti ve!
jadon koi gall moonh te aayee
akhian trip trip keetee ve!
badalvayian phoohdi payi 
taarian matam keetee ve!
door wasein koi khabar na ghalein
eh ki sajnan neeti ve!!!

  एक  ग़म  की  नदिया !!!

गम तेरे दी कूल्ह  वगेंदी
चुल्ली अस्सान वी  पीती वे !
गगना  दे कोने मच उठे 
आह अस्सां  ना कीती वे !
याद तेरी विच  लंघी  माहिया 
ज़िन्दगी चुप चुपीती वे  !
नीझ दा धागा  ले के  जिन्दू 
दिल दी थिग्र्ही  सीती वे  !
ना  तेरे दी बांग  अलाई 
चढ़ के प्रेम मसीती  वे !
की जाने इक  चिनग  कदोकी 
आहां  भाबड कीती वे  !       
 ऊठां  वाले  की  जाणन  वे 
किंज  निभेंदी  प्रीती  वे  !   
 डोली आई याद तेरी दी 
हन्जूआ  छोही  संगीति वे  !
जदों कोई गल  मूंह  ते  आई 
अखियाँ  त्रिप त्रिप  कीती वे  !
बदलवायीँआं  फूहड़ी  पाई 
तारयाँ  मातम  कीती वे  !
दूर  वसें  कोई  खबर  ना घलें  !
एह की  सजना  नीती  वे 


Daman by Chitranjan 011Image by adman_8 via Flickr

ਗ਼ਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਦੀ  ਕੂਲ੍ਹ  ਵਗੇਂਦੀ 
ਚੁੱਲੀ ਅੱਸਾ  ਵੀ  ਪੀਤੀ ਵੇ  !
ਗਗਨਾ  ਦੇ ਕੋਨੇ ਮਚ ਉਠੇ
ਆਹ ਅੱਸਾ  ਨਾ ਕੀਤੀ  ਵੇ  !
ਯਾਦ ਤੇਰੀ ਵਿਚ ਲੰਘੀ ਮਾਹੀਆ 
ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ ਚੁਪ ਚੁਪੀਤੀ ਵੇ  !
ਨੀਝ ਦਾ ਧਾਗਾ  ਲੈ  ਕੇ ਜਿੰਦੂ 
ਦਿਲ ਦੀ ਥਿਗੜੀ  ਸੀਤੀ ਵੇ  !
ਨਾ  ਤੇਰੇ ਦੀ ਬਾੰਗ  ਅਲਾਯੀ 
ਚੜ੍ਹ ਕੇ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ  ਮਸੀਤੀ ਵੇ  !
ਕੀ  ਜਾਣੇ  ਇਕ  ਚਿਣਗ  ਕਦੋਕੀ 
ਆਹਾਂ  ਭਾਂਬੜ  ਕੀਤੀ ਵੇ  !
ਊਠਾਂ  ਵਾਲੇ  ਕੀ ਜਾਨਣ  ਵੇ  
ਕਿੰਜ  ਨਿਭੇਂਦੀ ਪ੍ਰੀਤੀ ਵੇ  !
ਡੋਲੀ ਆਯੀ  ਯਾਦ  ਤੇਰੀ ਦੀ 
ਹੰਜੂਆਂ  ਛੋਹੀ  ਸੰਗੀਤੀ  ਵੇ  !
ਜਦੋਂ ਕੋਈ ਗਲ  ਮੂੰਹ  ਤੇ  ਆਯੀ 
ਅਖੀਆਂ  ਤ੍ਰਿਪ  ਤ੍ਰਿਪ  ਕੀਤੀ ਵੇ  !
ਬਦਲਵਾਈਆ  ਫੂਹੜੀ  ਪਾਈ 
ਤਾਰਯਾਂ  ਮਾਤਮ  ਕੀਤੀ ਵੇ  !
ਦੂਰ ਵਸੇਂ  ਕੋਈ ਖਬਰ  ਨਾ  ਘਲੇੰ 
ਇਹ ਕੀ ਸਜਣਾ  ਨੀਤੀ ਵੇ  !!!