Tuesday, 30 September 2014

Missing UB City, Today







Penned By B D Narayankar

Where have you hidden the day?
Where have you hidden
the silken wave of your tress?
Where have you hidden
the soothing milky face of yours?
Where have you hidden
the tinkling voice of yours?
Where has your chirpyness vanished?
Where are you?
Where are you heading?

Why is this loneliness walking
with me today?

Monday, 29 September 2014

The Wandering Quest


Wandering - girl, bird, ship, abstract, fantasy, sky, art, light, sea\

Penned By B D Narayankar


I have been wandering
in shadows,
among the moon and the mist
like drops of dewy light

I have been wandering
for ages
like raw, ripe moments
plucked from the forest of time

I found my destination
but continued to wander
looking for peace

When I found peace
I wandered around
looking for the elusive love
I have now lost myself
In the wilderness
of your soul

Let me, then, lean on your shoulders
like the evening leans 
on the darkness.
Protect me with shades
of your heart
like music protects 
wet emotions

If you give me a bit 
of space in your heart
maybe,
I will find a refuge

Sunday, 28 September 2014

Finding Solace in Your Eyes



Penned By B D Narayankar

Magic is in your eyes
It is in your eyes
that the morning awakes
It is in your eyes
that night 
drops anchor like a fading evening

Your eyes -
are they two poets
weaving meaning into life?

When you raise your eyes,
your glance echoes tinkling 
sound of waters 
hitting seashores
When you lower your eyes,
the music trapped 
in jingling water ends.

Your eyes -
are the poets' delight
Your eyes -
are my lifeline.

Lifeline,
of your poor poet!

Saturday, 27 September 2014

Post-Nasscoms Impressions




Penned By B D Narayankar 

The chair shows off
the imprint
you left behind,
when you sat 
just behind me

The ambience there
still retains 
the fragrance
of your breathe

My ears throb
at the memory
of your silken voice
My mind carries
the stamp of your memories

Staying a bit away from you
makes me hold your face
in my eager eyes
Just as the keen shadow
holds the body in her arms,
staying away

Is this possible,
when I am one with you?
Tell me love, 
tell me, moon gorgeous

Friday, 26 September 2014

Parineeti Chopra




















Penned By B D Narayankar

Do not erase this piece of art
let it be
My heroine favorite
is perched on it,
sporting deep curvy body

What if she does not fancy you much?

In her,
I see my beloved's face
In her,
I see my beloved's eyes
And in those,
I see myself

Don't erase,
that piece of art!

That precious piece of art! 


Note: I was so disturbed when a man, heartlessly crumpled the piece of paper which bore Parineeti Chopra's photo. The crumpling, crumpled my feelings as though he crushed my beloved's portrait. Yes I see My Beloved in Parineeti Chopra

Cleansing Hate Modi Effect


Analysts debate the stunning mandate Narendra Modi has got.Talk about the economic challenges of the country. Discuss the policy paralysis and financial deficits inherited from the UPA. Modi’s political challenges. How he is handling them or failing? What he has done or not done in first 100 days? But the debate has missed out the unprecedented challenge he still faces - to right the wrong imaging of him abroad and how he is doing it by deft and strategic geo-political moves.
Wrong image is easily created but to right it - especially vicious imaging in distant lands - is not easy. Wrong image robs a leader of legitimacy. For long, Modi has been a victim of intentional wrong imaging. Just compare the perception about Modi as he assumed office with how his equally or more popular predecessors, who had held offices for long, were perceived as they assumed office.
When Jawaharlal Nehru became the first Prime Minister of India, the whole nation idolised him and the world adored him. When Indira Gandhi won a massive mandate in 1971 the nation venerated her and the world admired her. And, even after being discarded in India for imposing the emergency and despised outside, when she won back in 1980, the nation accepted her and the world fell in line. The nation celebrated Rajeev Gandhi as ‘Mr Clean’  and the world was in awe of the 40- year-young baby-like Prime Minister. The people saw Atal Behari Vajpayee in the mould of Nehru and the world perceived him as a mature statesman. He ran the 24-party NDA coalition with such ease that won universal respect. All of them commanded respectable image within in the country and outside.
In comparison, Modi, with the demanding task of reviving the paralysed national economy in a highly integrated world on hand, has had a huge start-up deficit unlike his predecessors. That is wrong imaging of him abroad by his detractors to dent his legitimacy. See how Modi has begun strategically and is systematically undoing the damage they have done to him.
Save Indira Gandhi for a while after the Emergency, no Indian political leader had to face ceaseless hostility of the mainline media for over a decade like Modi did. The media in recent times has grown thousand times more powerful, equally less fair. The mighty media, aligned with the Opposition parties, powerful NGOs and even the intelligentsia, caricatured Modi as mass murderer of Muslims and hounded him, equating him even with Hitler. Even the judiciary dithered. Senior lawyers wouldn’t defend his government. The foreign media echoed its Indian cousin’s hate campaign against Modi and later multiplied the hate for Modi and fed the Indian political ecosystem. Parroting the media, the Left and ‘secular’ groups outside India networked as Coalition Against Genocide [CAG] and targeted Modi. They hit upon a brilliant strategy - to co-opt the US government against Modi. And succeeded.
On May 21, 2005, the CAG proudly claimed it got the US to deny visa to Modi, by charging that, under his leadership, Hindu nationalists killed 2,000 people, mostly Muslims. Was that true? Ten days earlier, on May 10, the anti-Modi UPA Government itself had told the Rajya Sabha that 254 Hindus and 790 Muslims were killed in the riots and police firing.
Years later, of course, the judiciary exonerated Modi. But, trusting the media’s version and CAG’s half-truths, the short-sighted US denied visa to Modi for violation of religious freedom - placing Modi in the company of Slobodan Milosevic, a war criminal, and an Indonesian Army General suspected of torture. From 2005 till Modi won the visa ban issue has legitimised the hate campaign against Modi. Even as late as July last year, 65 members of Indian Parliament appealed to Obama to deny visa to Modi. This showed how critical the US visa ban was for the hate campaign.
The hostility unleashed against Modi and legitimised by the US visa ban since 2005 re-manifested in the unprecedented campaign by the US media asking the Indian voters to defeat Modi in the 2014 elections. The Economist [April 5, 2014] wrote...there is much to admire [about Modi]. Despite that, this newspaper cannot bring itself to back Mr Modi for India’s highest office ... Ignoring  the fact that the Supreme Court exonerated him, the magazine faulted Modi for refusing ‘to wear the Muslim skullcap’ and for not apologising ‘for the riots’.
Months earlier, [October 26, 2013] The New York Times accused Modi of being incendiary instead of apologising and wrote that his rise to power deeply troubled ‘Muslims and other minorities.’ On April 18, 2014, a blogger summed up: “This week the hate campaign in the US-British media against Mr. Modi reached feverish proportions. We were struck by the consistency of hate across the media spectrum from the NYT-WashPost echelon to the lower more rabid level of Vox & Foreign Policy magazine... And yet the people of India rejected these sermons and elected Modi massively.”
And this put the US in a fix. The US which cut Modi’s visa in 2005 was supreme global power. But after 2008 its power declined. More. The US National Intelligence Council report [December 2012] perceived India as a rising global power along with the US and China by 2030. The US could no more ignore India. In February 2014, just two months before elections, the US made its first move.  US envoy Nancy Powell met Modi in Ahmedabad. Speculation was that the visa ban might be lifted. The US denied, promptly. Why? Earlier, in 2013, when the UK lifted the ban on Modi to travel to the UK, stiff opposition ensued, including a motion in Parliament to reinstate the ban! As two British nationals of Indian origin had died in Gujarat riots, some activists had even threatened legal action against Modi if he visited the UK. So it went beyond the power of even governments to undo the damage to Modi.
The CAG campaign would have burnt itself out like a lighted match. But the foolish action of the US connected the lighted match to a petrol refinery. Of course after Modi won, analyst Fareed Zakaria did call the US action ... foolish... But those who fooled the US into action quietly vanished. A dazed US still preferred to wait till Indian elections were over. With President Obama’s invite to Modi after he won, the issue of visa to him has become irrelevant. But for Modi that is just the beginning.
Even as Modi was on the campaign trail he must have been thinking where to begin to undo the damage to his legitimacy by the hate campaign.
Modi must have decided to right his wrong image where the damage is the gravest and most difficult to undo - namely outside India. His very first move, which shocked his detractors, outlined his strategy. He invited the Saarc leaders - the Heads of Afghanistan, Bangladesh, Bhutan, Maldives, Nepal and Pakistan - to his swearing in. He met each of them personally but on his terms. While he ensured that Nawas Sharif would not meet the press or Geelanis or utter the ‘K-word’, Modi spoke to him on terror and Mumbai case. By this master stroke he sealed the mouth of those who questioned his desire for good relations with neighbours. Then began a queue of high dignitary visitors from the US, China, New Zealand and Singapore.
In less than two months some seven top US officials - including Secretary of State, Defence Secretary and Commerce Secretary - landed in India. While other Prime Ministers would first visit super powers, Modi first visited smaller neighbours “Bhutan first and Nepal next.
Later, emphasising his Look East Policy, he went to Japan and stayed for a day more! He underpinned cultural and civilisational impulses to geo-political relations. Then came Chinese President Xi Jinping Visit to India.
Modi looked into Xi’s eyes and raised the border incursions of Chinese Army in Ladakh. Forbes magazine reported, - Modi asked Xi to get his troops away - Xi acquiesced.. In contrast, for the last 10 years, India had only bent and crawled before China. On reaching China, Xi took action against those who attempted to sabotage the Sino-Indian relations and also to promote his loyalists to top positions in the Army. Like with Sharif, with Xi also Modi had had his way.
And now he is going to US to a red-carpet welcome. The people of India have made the US bow to Modi. He has some 35 engagements to partake in three days - including addressing a rally of 20,000 people at Madison Square Garden. The event, which is completely sold out, is expected to draw the largest ever gathering for a foreign leader on US soil. A live-streaming of the rally will be viewed throughout the US and the world.
This is how Modi is righting his image intentionally distorted by his detractors. Through well-thought strategy he is cleansing the global ecosystem of the hate Modi effect, which he could never have done from India.

S Gurumurthy

Thursday, 25 September 2014

Tonight Again, I Will Stay Awake Dreaming Of You





Penned By B D Narayankar

Tonight again,
my shadow and I 
will get separated
in darkness

Tonight again,
a poem will have
a date with me

Tonight again,
your memories will
rake my wounds up

Tonight again,
I will stay awake

Dreaming of you


Wednesday, 24 September 2014

Parting at the Nasscoms


Penned By Narayan-Chandra Rauf 

A tender petal snaps 
from a bud
A restless flame
burns the finger
Something sizzles
somewhere in my heart,
When I fade away 
from your sight

Heart-breaking
is the moment 
parting from you


I tweeted this again today on January seven when the heart-breaking moment of parting I experienced at the @Quikr event ....


Tuesday, 23 September 2014

Dreamy Last Night




Penned By B D Narayankar

Last night,
a melody put to sleep the dusk 
by singing lullabies.

Last night
the moon had a date 
with darkness.

Last night,
my love was at its peak.

Last night,
I was with you,
in dreams

Monday, 22 September 2014

Finding Solace In Your Name



Penned By B D Narayankar

Day after day
I soak in anguish
It dries like blood on my heart
I try to wipe out
the sheets of bloodshot anguish
but only peel off my peace.
I am left with the raw smell of sanguine anguish
and ruddy heart.


The News Channels
shower bytes in my living room
every morning.

Soaked in anguish.

Anguish of innocent girls
getting molested

Sad, I turn off the box
and begin weaving you (beloved)
into a small verse of mine
No wonder then, I find solace 
in the soothing touch of your name 

Sunday, 21 September 2014

Where Was I? Where Were You? When Ecstasy Flit Around, Honey?













Penned By B D Narayankar

When the dusk plucked the night's wind

and worn it on her ears 
like a pair of ear-rings;
When the moon and the light
lay together in a close embrace;
When the quivering breathe fell
on the wet lips of a delicate girl;
Where was I?
Where were you, honey?

Saturday, 20 September 2014

Can There Be Any Better Song Than Your Name, Honey!




Penned By B D Narayankar

A song is besieged in my heart
Verses caged in the lips
Words fleet about like nightingales - 
They find it difficult to perch on the page

Inspite of digging 
Into the mine of words, night long
I couldn't stitch a line, my love 
If only I could succeed 
Was to write your name on an empty page

 Is the song done?

Can there be a better song than your name?
Tell me Honey, tell me Moon, the beloved

Friday, 19 September 2014

I Will Come Back For You Again And Again And ... Honey!



Penned By B D Narayankar

As I left the Nasscoms venue, yesterday
I flung from under the door
A small chit of my shadow:
Whether I return tomorrow is not certain
But if you manage 
To live in this hope-less world
For a day more
I leave this chit  (of my shadow)
As testament

Thursday, 18 September 2014

The Symphony Of Winds At Goodshepards



Penned By B D Narayankar

Whenever I happen to pass by the Goodshephards
I shut the engine of my bike
Sit with eyes closed
And hear the rhythm of the winds
On the roof of the trees

Seconds later, I see the gust of winds 
caressing the cheeks of the trees
Just like your wavering hair had kissed your lips
In that symphony of winds!

This memory of yours haunts me 
Whenever I pass by The Goodshephards 
In the neighbourhood of St Joseph's College
Where I once studied

BJP Needn't Slump Into Depression, They Are Poised to Win Coming Assembly Polls




While the loss of a couple of seats here and there in a by-election by a political party is understandable, the defeat of the Bharatiya Janata Party in eight of the 11 Assembly seats in Uttar Pradesh should deeply concern the ruling party at the Centre.

After all, only a little over three months ago, it had swept the State in the Lok Sabha election, winning 71 of the 80 seats on offer.

What should be further worrisome for the BJP is that it has lost a majority of  the Assembly seats it had held, including that of Rohania which is part of Prime Minister Narendra Modi's Varanasi Lok Sabha constituency.

For the party, this is not a good harbinger, given that it has set its sights on claiming the State in the Assembly election due in a couple of years' time.

Clearly, something is amiss in the party's organisation in the State which failed to capitalise on the wave of goodwill that Mr Modi has generated and the tremendous groundwork which BJP president Amit Shah did during the general election.

State party president Laxmikant Bajpai has taken the blame for the loss, but that is not enough. It is time for a complete overhaul of the set-up to restore confidence and enthusiasm in the cadre.

The BJP should be thankful that the jolt has come early enough for it to do a course correction and be fighting fit when the Assembly poll dawns.

While the party bigwigs will be deliberating on the reasons for the defeat, several explanations are already being touted by analysts, primary among them being that the people have punished the BJP for the ‘communal campaign' which some its senior leaders allegedly unleashed. This is the easiest available stick with which rivals of the party get to beat the BJP.

However, such a simplistic conclusion fails to take into account the various other local factors that could have determined the outcome. One such cause is the selection of candidates.

There is already rumbling that the BJP lost a few seats due to a wrong choice of candidates. Also, at least one defeated candidate has alleged that the local Member of Parliament did not whole-heartedly campaign in his favour, and was even antagonistic.

For now these are accusations and the party will be able to more accurately pinpoint the reasons once it thoroughly studies the result.

Meanwhile, it need not slump into depression, because all is not lost, though some political experts would like to believe otherwise by linking this defeat to the BJP's average performance in the recent by-election in Bihar and Karnataka and seeing an ominous pattern.

The party along with its ally, the Shiv Sena, is poised to dislodge the Congress-led regime in the coming Assembly election in Maharashtra, while it is on strong turf in Haryana, which along with Maharashtra votes on October 15.

The Samajwadi Party need not consider its victory in the by-election (it won eight of the 11 Assembly seats) as an endorsement of its governance in the State — which has been and remains pathetic.

Party chief Mulayam Singh Yadav and Chief Minister Akhilesh Yadav can smile for now, but the mood of the people of the State in general remains grim. The fear that, emboldened by the win, the ruling Samajwadi Party may turn even more indifferent to administration and stoop further in the politics of appeasement, is very real.

The Pioneer

Wednesday, 17 September 2014

The Milky Moon At The Nasscoms



Penned By B D Narayankar

How should I describe her face?
Perhaps God had passed this Nasscom event
With a brush dipped in milk, sprinkling drops everywhere
Some of which have fallen on to her face!

It was her habbit to chatter, keep chattering
She never knew pausing!
But she looked like a flowing water falling silent after entering a lake

Perhaps she is settling herself for shouldering the pain
The pain of creating Life!
That image of the thought, nudged my male voice within which said: You never will have this divine power
To give Life
I wonder then how great is she
She is my Moon, the Creator of Life!


Tuesday, 16 September 2014

Such A Small, Soft Thought



Penned By B D Narayankar

Such a thick, bulky book
Cannot make me understand the meaning
No matter how many words it weaves
And such a small, soft thought of yours
Makes me understand love in a jiffy!



An Intriguing Cycle of Rebirth

Pramod Mathur writes

Broadly speaking, reincarnation has been central to Hindu, tribal and Buddhist religions. Hundreds of stories about young children surface in the media intermittently. Children, who have identified their kin and led them to places of their last birth. Sometimes, far away from where they are born in this life.
In most cases, the result is simple awe. For most of us, it is amusing and entertaining. We talk about the story for a few days and then get on with our lives as usual.
The Buddhist concept of reincarnation is that there’s no eternal “soul”, “spirit” or “self” but only a “stream of consciousness” that links life with life—the ultimate goal being moksha, mukti or nirvana. The literal meaning would then be the extinction of the fires of attachment. In the Buddhist view, suffering comes to an end with nirvana, and one is freed from the cycle of rebirth.
In the Bhagawad Gita, Krishna says, “Just as death is certain for all that is born, so is certain birth for all that dies.” The Gita affirms that one who does good work will be born in a family of saints and spiritual men. After reaching perfection through various rebirths, he will reach his final goal, “moksha”. One should not be sad over the necessity of being born again, because it is the inviolable law, from which even the gods are not exempt. Moksha, then, is the final liberation of the soul from the chains of transmigration.
According to Hindu religion and philosophy, man is composed of two fundamental principles, the soul and the body. The soul is eternal, immutable, not born, not created, indestructible. The body is temporary, mutable and destructible. Renowned psychiatrist Dr. Brian Weiss has treated and interviewed hundreds of patients, who have experienced vignettes of their previous births. He has cured them of chronic illnesses after his regression therapy.
While discussing the concept of same souls being reborn in different bodies in one of his books, an interesting question came up: how can we explain the increasing number of souls ready to be reborn and match it to the burgeoning human population over the past centuries?
On the surface, this question seems intriguing. However, if we closely examine the Indian scriptures, the answer is not so difficult to find. The Puranas mention 84 lakh (8.4 million) forms that a soul is obliged to take in order to reach a human form. This is remarkably close to the 8.7 million species that scientists believe exist today. The concept of dashavtar (10 forms) of Lord Vishnu, even in animal form, explains the concept of evolution propounded by Darwin.
It seems a plausible explanation that souls are transmigrating from one living form to another until they are born as humans. Depending upon their “good deeds” as humans, they’re reborn as human again and again to refine their characters. Until they reach a point where they’ve no attachment in worldly things and are ready to attain moksha. So, what are the attributes that may guide us to attain moksha? It would be so wonderful if one could decipher the meaning of “good deeds”. Is it righteousness?

Monday, 15 September 2014

Tell Me Who Am I?


Penned By B D Narayankar

This night when you came and knocked on my heart
I was still asleep and was dark outside
This was no time to wake up and meet you, my love
I tried blocking you with my palm placing on my chest
And yet you made your way through
Probably I did that in the drowsy state of affairs
Frustrated I banged you while half asleep
And, turning my back, sank deep into bed.

Perhaps you felt offended
In anger, you stomped my heart
And yet you returned, knocking at my heart the following night
Tell me moon splenderous - who am I? What I mean to you, tell me

Sunday, 14 September 2014

Lets Go Beyond The Moon



Penned By B D Narayankar

Boy: Lets go love, lets go
Beyond the moon, lets go
Girl: I am ready, lets go

Girl: Come lets melt among the stars
Come lets melt among the stars
Lets kiss goodbye to this world, this earth
This world, this earth
Boy: Lets go love, lets go
Beyond the moon, lets go
Girl: I am ready, lets go

Girl: I am intoxicated in love, take care of me
I am intoxicated in love, take care of me
I am getting drowsy, wake me up, wake me up
Boy: Lets go love, lets go
Beyond the moon, lets go
Girl: I am ready, lets go

Even if this life ends, this life ends
Will never end our journey of love
Boy: Lets go love, lets go
Beyond the moon, lets go
Girl: I am ready, lets go

Saturday, 13 September 2014

Craving For An Inert Song



Penned By B D Narayankar

Everyday, like naughty children,
Your memories write something on my chest


Can it not be 
That someday nothing happens

And I throw myself into the bed
And remain cool, serene for a night
Like a song lies inert after being heard
Just still, at  rest.



Friday, 12 September 2014

Who Makes Couples Happier - The Priest Who Marries Them Or The Judge Who Divorces Them?

George N Netto Writes: 
 If marriages are made in heaven, why do they often fail on terra firma? Blame it on marital disharmony which leaves newlyweds disillusioned after the initial euphoria—and brings them down to earth (and reality) with a thud!
Mismatched couples will easily empathise with the ever-feuding Lockhorns featured in this daily. Loretta and Leroy epitomise marital incompatibility at its funniest—with even their marriage counsellor tearing out his hair (or the little that’s left of it) in sheer frustration over their knotty problems. The two never tire of targeting each other.
It’s the lighter side of wedlock that appeals more to ordinary mortals like us. We know from experience that once the initial glamour fades, ill-prepared newlyweds run into the harsh realities of life. Their failure to cope is what keeps marriage counsellors and humorists in business.   Over the decades, the latter have aired some delightful gags, giving us an insight into what undermines a marriage. And they all ring true.
Humorist Helen Rowland’s marriage-related wit sparkles. “Before marriage a man will lie awake all night thinking about something you said,” she jests. “After marriage, he’ll fall asleep even before you finish saying it.” “When a girl marries,” Rowland quips, “she exchanges the attentions of many men for the inattention of one.” “When a man makes a woman his wife,” she declares, “it’s the highest compliment he can pay her—and it’s usually the last.” And then she unleashes this hard-hitting home truth: “It’s as hard to get a man to stay home after you’ve married him as it was to get him to go home before you married him.”
Oscar Wilde inimitably puns that “A woman begins by resisting a man’s advances and ends by blocking his retreat.” In an oblique reference to infatuation, Stephen Leacock opines, “Many a man in love with a dimple makes the mistake of marrying the whole girl.” An MC once joked, “The dearest object to a married man should be his wife, but more often than not it’s her clothes!”   And a witty British boss once confided, “No husband ever gets a more patient hearing from his wife than when he mumbles in his sleep!”
Perhaps writer E V Lucas went to the heart of the matter with this insightful gem: “The trouble with marriage is that while every woman is at heart a mother, every man is at heart a bachelor.” In this context British clergyman Sydney Smith’s analogy is quite apt. “Marriage resembles a pair of shears,” he says, “so joined that they can’t be separated; often moving in opposite directions, yet always punishing anyone who comes between them.” And Benjamin Franklin claims, “One good husband is worth two good wives; for the scarcer things are, the more they’re valued.”
So who makes couples happier—the priest who marries them or the judge who divorces them?   It’s a toss-up.
As a confirmed bachelor snorted, “Tie the knot? I’d rather tie myself in knots!”

My Heart Sears If Someone Glares at you



When I first heard this song, I was zapped and fell in love with it, exactly how you fall for a girl at first sight. Still it remains one of the favorites of many people - was no surprise - my son, hardly 12, also hums whole day - yes without knowing the meaning, but he bathes into the singer's feelings. Such is the charisma of this - an anthem of the music world, without any doubt - absolutely. Hats off to RD and Majrooh Sultanpuri, who was the best song writers on tunes.



Video: http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x10cld3_humien-tumse-pyar-kitna-yeh-hum-nahi-jante-full-hd-song-kudrat_music


Translated By B D Narayankar

How much do I love you
This I do not know
But cannot live without you

Heard people carry the burden of sorrows of separation
Wonder how they spend their lives 
Even one day here seems like an year
How long is my wait, I do not know
But cannot live without you


If someone glares at you
My heart sears
After great difficulty, my heart gains control
What consequences I bear, you do not know
How restless is this heart, I do not know
But cannot live without you

How much do I love you
This I do not know
But cannot live without you



Hindi lyrics


Hamen Tum Se Pyaar Kitanaa, Ye Ham Nahiin Jaanate
Magar Jii Nahiin Sakate Tumhaare Binaa
Hamen Tum Se Pyaar 
Sunaa Gam Judaai Kaa, Uthaate Hain Log
Jaane Zindagii Kaise, Bitaate Hain Log
Din Bhii Yahaan To Lage, Baras Ke Samaan
Hamen Intazaar Kitanaa, Ye Ham Nahiin Jaanate 
Magar Jii Nahiin Sakate Tumhaare Binaa
Hamen Tum Se Pyaar 
Tumhen Koi Aur Dekhe, To Jalataa Hai Dil
Badii Mushkilon Se Phir, Sambhalataa Hai Dil
Kyaa Kyaa Jatan Karaten Hain, Tumhen Kyaa Pataa
Ye Dil Beqaraar Kitanaa, Ye Ham Nahiin Jaanate
Magar Jii Nahiin Sakate Tumhaare Binaa
Hamen Tum Se Pyaar 

Hamen Tum Se Pyaar Kitanaa, Yah Ham Nahiin Jaanate
Magar Jii Nahiin Sakate Tumhaare Binaa
Hamen Tum Se Pyaar Kitanaa 
Main To Sadaa Kii Tumharii Diivaanii
Bhuul Gaye Sainyaan Priit Puraanii
Kadar Naa Jaanii, Kadar Na Jaanii
Hamen Tum Se Pyaar Kitanaa 
Koii Jo Daare Tumape Nayanavaa
Dekhaa Naa Jaaye Mose Sajanavaa
Jale Moraa Manavaa, Jale Moraa Manavaa
Hamen Tum Se Pyaar Kitanaa

Not only KCR, include Indira & Mamata also

The New Indian Express writes

 Left to themselves, all politicians would have loved to do what Telangana chief minister K Chandrashekar Rao has said he will—bury journalists 10km deep in the ground. Unfortunately for them, India is a democracy with a constitution that guarantees freedom of expression. There have been instances, of course, where this guarantee has been ignored, the most infamous example being the press censorship that prime minister Indira Gandhi imposed in June 1975, and which continued till March 1977. Apart from that dark chapter of history, politicians have generally had to vent their anger via dire threats, forgetting that with power comes responsibility.
Being new to the job and perhaps overwhelmed by the magnitude of the task he faces, Rao has taken recourse to the second option without realising that it is unbecoming of a chief minister to talk of interring journalists or anyone else who “denigrate Telangana and disrespect its culture, people and language”. The rant has only showed him up as a ridiculous figure. This impression is also bound to be strengthened by his earlier aspiration to be a Hitler in order to punish those who did anything wrong. Evidently, the strain of his onerous responsibilities is showing.
Rao is not the only one whose nerves appear to be fraying at the edges. Another chief minister, Mamata Banerjee, also recently identified the media as the main culprit for nearly all of West Bengal’s ills and threatened to send her party’s cadres to discipline the errant newsmen. Such bombast may be good for their own morale, and for uplifting the spirits of the followers. But it shows scant regard for the Constitution which they have promised to uphold, or for the values of an open society where it is free-for-all as far as opinions are concerned. Moreover, it is the government’s duty to protect such openness and not threaten to clamp down on it, let alone bury the perpetrators.

Thursday, 11 September 2014

The Blooming Thought



Since 1976, when ever I had the occasion to participate in singing competition, this was my first choice and a sure bet to fetch me an award - never missed scoring on this number - absolutely fantastic.

Great lyrics by Sahir Ludhianvi, himself a forlorn lover in real life. Sahirji has been my favourites as he is one lyricist who had strung poetry through his sour life experiences.

It is really a hard task to translate lyrics, but I have made an attempt to do so, and in no way I am a match to Sahirji's poetry - even in translating them.

Some background about the movie, Kabhie Kabhie:

First video: Amitabh Bachchan and Rakhi are young lovers. Bachchan plays a poet and Rakhi his biggest admirer. They fall in love, but are not destined for each other. 

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BsKsdwWw6Hk)

The second video: Shashi Kapoor, to whom Rakhi is forced to marry, asks her to recite the famous poem on their wedding night, oblivious to the fact that its writer is the man who still holds his bride's heart.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dLjvPShWkos



Translated By B D Narayankar

Sometimes, in my heart a thought blooms (read emerges)
Like you are made for me
Before now, you dwelled among the stars somewhere
You have been called to the earth just for me

Sometimes, in my heart a thought blooms (read emerges)
Like this body, these eyes are mine to tressure
This thick shade of tresses is meant forme
These lips  and arms are mine to treasure

Sometimes, in my heart a thought blooms (read emerges)
That it seems like the wedding bells (read Shehnai) are ringing around the path
It's the wedding night, I am lifting your veil
You are shyomgly throwing yourself into my arms

Sometimes, in my heart a thought blooms (read emerges)
Like you would love me for ever like that
Your love-filled eyes would gaze at me, just like that
I know you are not meant for me, but just like that



Hindi lyrics

Kabhi Kabhi Mere Dil Mein Khayaal Aata Hai
Kabhi Kabhi Mere Dil Mein Khayaal Aata Hai
Ki Jaise Tujhko Banaya Gaya Hai Mere Liye
Ki Jaise Tujhko Banaya Gaya Hai Mere Liye
Tu Abse Pehle Sitaaron Mein Bas Rahi Thi Kahin
Tu Abse Pehle Sitaaron Mein Bas Rahi Thi Kahin
Tujhe Zameen Pe Bulaya Gaya Hai Mere Liye
Tujhe Zameen Pe Bulaya Gaya Hai Mere Liye

Kabhi Kabhi Mere Dil Mein Khayaal Aata Hai
Ki Ye Badan Ye Nigaahein Meri Amaanat Hain
Ki Ye Badan Ye Nigaahein Meri Amaanat Hain
Ye Gesuon Ki Ghani Chhaon Hain Meri Khatir
Ye Honth Aur Ye Baahein Meri Amaanat Hain
Ye Honth Aur Ye Baahein Meri Amaanat Hain

Kabhi Kabhi Mere Dil Mein Khayaal Aata Hai
Ki Jaise Bajti Hain Shehnaaiyaan Si Raahon Mein
Ki Jaise Bajti Hain Shehnaaiyaan Si Raahon Mein
Suhaag Raat Hain Ghoonghat Utha Raha Hoon Main
Suhaag Raat Hain Ghoonghat Utha Raha Hoon Main
Simat Rahi Hai Tu Sharma Ke Apni Baahon Mein
Simat Rahi Hai Tu Sharma Ke Apni Baahon Mein

Kabhi Kabhi Mere Dil Mein Khayaal Aata Hai
Ki Jaise Tu Mujhe Chaahegi Umr Bhar Yoohin
Uthegi Meri Taraf Pyaar Ki Nazar Yoohin
Main Jaanta Hoon Ki Tu Geir Hai Magar Yoohin
Main Jaanta Hoon Ki Tu Geir Hai Magar Yoohin

Kabhi Kabhi Mere Dil Mein Khayaal Aata Hai
Kabhi Kabhi Mere Dil Mein Khayaal Aata Hai