Showing posts with label Ghazal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ghazal. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Ishq Mein Tere Koh-e-Gham - عشق میں تیرے كوہ غم

Qawwali at Noor Cultural Centre, Toronto


عشق میں تیرے كوہ غم سر پہ لیا جو ہو سو ہو
عیش و نشاط زندگی چھوڑ دیا جو ھو سو ھو


لاگ كی آگ لگتے ھی بمبا نمد یہ جل گیا
رخت وجود و جان و تن كچھ نہ بچا جو ھو سو ھو

عقل كے مدرسے سے اٹھ، عشق كے مدرسے میں آ
جام فنا و بیخودی اب تو پیا جو ھو سو ھو




Hazrat Shah Niyaz (1742-1834).

Posted again after the comment from Asif Hasnain from Vienna.

"Just beautiful, both the kalaam and the rendition. Transports the listener. The power of love of music, of the creator, of life, of the eternal. Thank you for this wonderful post, which I came across just now. " Asif Hasnain.



There was a beautiful mood created that night which can be felt through this particular ghazal. Both the qawwals and the audience were in heaven and feeding off each other. The style (andaaz-e-bayan) takes me back to other recitals I heard during my childhood.
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Qawwali Recital at The Noor Cultural Centre, Toronto - 2008
Kalam: Hazrat Shah Niyaz (1742-1834).

Ishq mein tere koh-e-gham sar pe liya jo ho so ho
aesh-o-nishaat-e-zindagi chhord diya jo ho so ho

Laag ki aag lagte hi, Bamba namad yeh jal gaya
Rakht-e-wojood-e-jaano tak kuchh na bacha jo ho so ho

Aql ke Madrase se uth, Ishq ke Maikade mein aa
Jaame Fanaa-o-Bekhudi ab to Piya jo ho so ho

Hijr ki jo museebatein, arz kiin uske rubaru
Naazo adaa se muskura, kehne lagaa jo ho so ho

Hasti ke is saraab mein, Raat ki Raat bas rahe
Subhe Adam Huaa Numoo, Paaon Uthaa jo ho so ho
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Translation: Saqib Mumtaz
Mountains of agony, i bear in your love now, come what may.
The luxuries of life, i forsake now, come what may.

In the fervor of love, the threads of being seared,
the fabric of body, form, self; all charred now, come what may.

Rise from the seminary of reason, enter the tavern of love
From chalice of annihilation and selflessness, drink now, come what may.

The pangs of seperation, I bared before the beloved
With an airy smile said, "now, come what may."

In the mirage of this body, I seek the night only
And if Adam appears with the morning, I could raise the feet, come what may!


Thanks to Zahid Khan & Atique Azad and last but least the
Noor Cultural Centre

Friday, September 28, 2012

Malika e Ghazal - Begum Akhtar

Listening to Begum Akhtar's captivating singing of ghazals invoke loving memories of my late parents when I was first exposed to her music in the early 60'. She was Abajan's favorite and Amie, being from Rampur, loved to sing Shakil Baduni poetry in her style at small family gatherings when we were children.

It is our good fortune that Begum saheba was singing during a period when there were significant recordings made of her delightful mehfils and radio performances that are now available on CDs. Here is a collection of love poems from Badaun, Moradabad and Bhopal. Akhtar had at her disposal a treasure trove of good Urdu poetry from her contemporaries of the region. Born in district Faizabad, UP, she was better known as Akhtari Bai Faizabadi prior to her marriage. Her life was dedicated to music and she is still loved and admired by music lovers the world over. As far as Ghazal singing goes, she is still considered the gold standard to this day.



I hope you enjoy these as much as I did.