When it comes to classical qawwali singing in Punjabi, these Makha Leeran Walay qawwal are truly amazing and steeping in the art and poetry. Particularly enjoyed the use of violin and clarinet as accompaniment and the beautiful words of devotion such as "mein gird gird zakhm dikhawan, sadkey jawan". A real delight for Punjabi lovers. Enjoy!
Just discovered this delightful early Birmingham recording from 1979. It is rare to see images of
Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan and his companions looking so young and reciting with such passion
and abandon.
Main neevan mera murshad ucha, uchhean de sang laai
Sadqay jaavan ehna ucheyan toh, jinhan neeveyan naal nibhaai
Jinhan andar ishq samaya, ohna nai bhaj jana
Bhaven sohne milan hazaaran, assan nai yaar vatauna
Murshad de darwaze utte mohkam laaiye choka
Naveen naveen na yaar banaiye, wang kameeneyan lokan
Jinhan andar ishq samaya, ohna nai bhaj jana
Bhaven sohne milan hazaaran, assan nai yaar vatauna
Har mushkil di kunji yaaro, hath mardan de aai
Mard nazar kare jis vele, mushkil rahe naa kai
Je main vekhaN amlan walle, kujh nai mere palle
Je vekhan teri rehmat walle te balle balle balle
Dar murshad da khana-kaaba hajj zaroori kariye
Taqva rakh mehbooban wala, jal dawara pharriye
~ Hazrat Mian Muhammad Bakhsh
~ Qawwal Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan
Aa Ve Mahi, Je tu naraz theo nai, tede lakh ehsan manesaan
Aa ve, aa ve, aunda vekh ke, te manevan sajde, o tede bhaj bhaj qadm chumaesaan
Aa ja Shama Pe Gaiyaan
Mein tak ni aan raah ve, ve mahiya, ve biba,
Tu aanvi ya na aavin, Tak ni aan rahaan ve
Ve mein mahiya, mein roz azal di, Tak ni aan rahaan ve
Cheti cheti aa ve, Cheti cheti aa ve, hun aa vi jaa Ve ankhiyan ni ro gaiyan, ve nabzaan khlo gaiyan Meinu tere vaikh ne da chaah, Sanvla tu cheti cheti aa......
Ve aa jaa shamaan pae gaiyan.........O Aa ja Shama Pe Gaiyaan ...
English translation of a Punjabi poem by Bulleh Shah (1680–1757). "Ik nuqtae vich gal mukdi aae"
At this one point, all talk ends. Hold tight to this point, forget your calculations, Leave the miserable state of unbelief, Do not torment yourself with the fear of death and hell, For these are imaginary fears. Only into such a house will truth then enter. At this one point, all talk ends.
For no reason you abrade your forehead on the ground, You display your reverence at the mehraab, You recite the kalma to impress a listener, But knowledge does not enter your heart. Can the truth stay hidden? At this one point, all talk ends.
Many return from Mecca as hajjis, With blue shawls across their shoulders. They profit from Hajj , Who can admire such behavior? Can the truth stay hidden? At this one point, all talk ends.
Some withdraw to the forest, Eat a single grain a day. They exhaust their bodies foolishly, And return home in bad shape, Their life sucked dry with useless fasting and prayer. At this one point, all talk ends.
Hold fast to your murshid, Become a devotee of all creation, Intoxicated, carefree, Without desire, indifferent to the world, Let your heart be fully clean. Says Bulha, can the truth then be stopped?
The Saif ul-Malook is in the masnavi form and is outwardly a tale of the love of a prince named Saif ul-Malook for the fairy Badi’ ul-Jamal. All the trials and tribulations that have to be undergone before the two lovers can achieve union are described in detail. In reality though, it is an in depth description of the spiritual path, its way stations and its pitfalls and obstacles. Along the way Mian sahib offers jewels of gnosis for those that can recognize them as such. It is a truly amazing tale!
Roman English of Saif-ul-Malook
Awwal hamd sanaa Ilaahi Jo maalik har har daa
Uss da naam chataaran waala Har maidaan na har daa
Mard Allah day sirr e Ilaahi Ay kooii bhaid niraala
First, all praise is for Allah Who is the Lord of all
He who recites his Name Never will lose in any field!
(Real) Men are the Divine Secret This is a strange mystery
With one gaze he can purify— My Spiritual Guide the Damri Wala
for more..http://www.yanabi.com/forum/Topic313776.aspx Abida has recited the full version of the Masnavi. Available in five parts on youtube. Here in the second part this beautiful recital picks up pace towards the end.
Hazrat Mian Muhammad Bakhsh sahib was a scholar, sufi and poet of the nineteenth century (C 1830-1907) who is renowned for being the author of the Punjabi masnavi Saif ul-Malook.
BadarMiandad's recital of this well known Shah Hussainkalam is slow and unhurried and the sargam from 5.53 to 7.00 is especially beautiful.
In the poetry of Sufi Saints the Pir, Prophet or Almighty God Himself (in order of hierarchy) is considered the male and the disciple female. Just as the female yearns for the male so also does the finite soul yearn for the Infinite.
مندی ہاں کہ چنگی ہاں بھی، صاحب تیری بندی ہاں گہلا لوک جانیں دیوانی،نی رنگ صاحب دے رنگی ہاں
ساجن میرا اکھیں وچ وسدا، گلیئیں پھری نشنگی ہاں کہے حسین فقیر سائیں دا، میں ورچنگے نال منگی ہاں
Sahib Teri BandiHaaan Mandi HaanKeChangiHaan
KamlayLoogKehanDeewani Main Rung ShaibDaRangiHaaan Mandi HaanKeChangiHaan Main
SajanMeraAnkhiVich Was da GaliyanPheranTayChangiHaan Mandi HaanKeChangiHaan Main
Sadhan De GoliHosaan GooliWalayKaramKaresan Mandi Han Ke ChangiHaan Main
Baba Bulleh Shah's "O Bulleha Ki Jaana Maen Kaun" if among the most popular of his Kaafis.
Many of us wonder where we have come from and where we are heading, but Baba Bulleh Shah says "Who is this 'I' wandering this earth?". He does not belong to any group or sect. He belongs to neither one country nor another. He is but the soul free of limits and nothing else. He finally sees and believes in the Oneness of God - "Wehdaaniat". Share Recital: Ustad Shafqat Ali Khan Tabla: Subir Dev
بلھا کی جاناں میںکون
نہ میںمومن وچ مسیتان، نہ میںوچ کفر دیان ریتاں نہ میںپاکاں وچ پلیتاں، نہ میںموسیٰ نہ فرعون
Bulleh! ki jaana maen kaun
Na maen momin vich maseet aan Na maen vich kufar diyan reet aan Na maen paak aan vich paleet aan Na maen moosa na pharaun. --
O Bullah, What do I know who I am?
I am not among the believers seen in Mosques Nor am I versed in traditions of unbelief I am not amongst the pious, nor among the sinful; I am neither Moses, nor am I a Pharoah. --
نہ میںاندر بید کتاباں،نہ وچ بھنگاں نہ شراباں نہ وچ رنداں مست خراباں، نہ وچ جاگن نہ وچ سون بلھا کی جاناں میںکون
Bulleh! ki jaana maen kaun
Na maen andar ved kitaab aan, Na vich bhangaan na sharaab aan Na vich rindaan masat kharaab aan Na vich jaagan na vich saun. --
O Bullah, What do I know who I am?
I am not in the Vedas and holy books I am not amongst the bhang intoxicated nor the drunk I am not among the utterly immoral, nor the unrestrained I am neither among the awake, nor the sleeping --
نہ وچ شادی نہ غمناکی، نہ میںوچ پلیتیپاکی نہ میںآبی نہ میں خاکی، نہ میںآتش نہ میں پون بلھا کی جاناں میںکون
Bulleh! ki jaana maen kaun.
Na vich shaadi na ghamnaaki Na maen vich paleeti paaki Na maen aabi na maen khaki Na maen aatish na maen paun --
O Bullah, What do I know who I am?
I am neither influenced by joy nor sorrow I am not amongst the virtuous, nor among the wicked; I am neither of water nor of earth, I am neither of fire nor of air, --
نہ میںعربی نہ لاہوری، نہ میںہندی شہر نگوری نہ میں ہندو ترک پشوری، نہ میںرہندا وچ ندون بلھا کی جاناں میںکون
Na maen arabi na lahori Na maen hindi shehar nagauri Na hindu na turak peshawri Na maen rehnda vich nadaun -- I am not from Arabia, nor from Lahore I am not from India, nor from Nagore I am not a Hindu, nor a Muslim from Peshawar Nor do I live in the city of Nadaun --
نہ میںبھید مذہب دا پایا، نہ میںآدم حوا جایا نہ میںاپنا نام دھرایا، نہ وچ بیٹھن نہ وچ بھون بلھا کی جاناں میںکون
Bulla, ki jaana maen kaun
Na maen bheth mazhab da paaya Ne maen aadam havva jaaya Na maen apna naam dharaaya Na vich baitthan na vich bhaun -- O Bullah, What do I know who I am?
I have not solved the mystery of religion Nor am I a descendant of Adam and Eve Nor have I a specific name of my own, I am neither settled nor am I lost --
اول آخر آپ نوں جاناں، نہ کوئی دوجا ہور پچھاناں میتھوں ہور نہ کوئی سیانا، بلھا شاہ کھڑا ہےکون بلھا کی جاناں میںکون
Bulleh , ki jaana maen kaun
Avval aakhir aap nu jaana Na koi dooja hor pehchaana Maethon hor na koi siyaana Bulla! ooh khadda hai kaun -- O Bullah, What do I know who I am?
I take myself to be the beginning and the end I do not recognize any one else There is no one who is wiser than I O Bullah, who is the Lord standing there?
Bulla, ki jaana maen kaun O Bullah, What do I know who I am?
Baba Bulleh Shah practiced the Sufi tradition of Punjabi poetry. At a time of strife between people of different faiths (Muslims and Sikhs) Bulla was a beacon of hope in Kasoor, Punjab. He believed in peace and resolution of conflict without violence and was equally respected by both faiths.
The recital that you see in the video below is part of the "Spirit of the Sufis" event in Montreal from April 2007.
Sadhan De Goli Hosaan
