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Thursday, January 12, 2017
Tuesday, January 10, 2017
Lohri
Wishing
all my friends here a Very Happy Lohri .... May we all always be Divinely
Protected , guided an blessed 🙏🙏🙏
The
Story an The Essence Of Lohri 😊 MUST READ
SUNDAR
MUNDARIYE….HO!
There is a large
tract of semi-arid terrain lying between the rivers Chenab and Ravi called the
Saandal Bar. (It now falls in the
districts of Sheikhupura and Faislabad.) The people of this area were known to
provide the stiffest opposition to the Muslim marauders.
They never paid any
taxes; rather, they openly defied the authorities and
indulged in looting the royal caravans and treasures. 'Saandal', a warlord of Bhatti Rajput clan
led these tribals.
Prince Jahangir, the
heir apparent, fired with zeal to prove his prowess carried out campaigns to
consolidate the Mughal authority in the region. He captured and executed
Saandal and his son,Farid. Their skins were peeled off and hung at the Delhi
gate of the Fort of Lahore to instill a sense of fear amongst the rebels.
However, the son of
Farid, Abdullah or Dullah as he is fondly called, remained unfazed and continued his defiant
activities. Dullah earned notoriety in the eyes of authorities. He, like Robin
Hood, looted wealthy landlords and
Imperial officers and distributed the booty amongst the poor. He came to be
regarded as a father figure for the distressed and oppressed. and became a
living embodiment of the chivalrous and secular, socio-cultural character of
the region.
Dullah was the
contemporary of yet another Super Human, Poet Divine, Sri Guru Arjan Dev, the
Fifth Sikh Guru, who sacrificed his life at the altar of humanity at Lahore.
It is believed that
Dullah had restored the prestige of an innocent girl whose modesty was outraged
by a Mughal general. Dullah had adopted this girl as his daughter and arranged
her marriage in the Jungles of 'Saandal Bar'. As there was no priest nearby to
chant the Vedic Hymns and solemnise the marriage Dullah had lit a bonfire and
composed an impromtu song: Sundari Mundariye…… The bride and the groom were
asked to take pheras of the bonfire as Dullah sang this hilarious song.
The 'ho's are in
chorus…..
Sunder mundriye
ho! ( Oh, you pretty lass)
Tera kaun vicaharaa
ho! (Who is your protector, you pitiable one? )
Dullah Bhatti walla
ho! (There's this man called Dullah,
from Village Bhatti)
Dullhe di dhee
vyayae ho! (Dullah's getting her married as his own daughter)
Ser shakkar
payee ho! (He gave 1 kg sugar!)
Kudi da laal pathaka
ho! (The girls is wearing a
red suit!)
Kudi da saalu paatta
ho! (But her shawl
is torn!)
Saalu kaun
samete ho ! (Who will stitch her
shawl?)
Chacha gaali
dese ho! (Her Uncle will scold
her)
Chacha choori kutti
ho! (The uncle made choori{a
Punjabi dish}!)
zamidara lutti ho! (The landlords ate it!)
Zamindaar sudhaye
ho! (Dullah gave the landlords
lots more to eat!)
Ginn-ginn bhole
aaye ho! (Lots of innocent guys came)
Ek bhola reh
gaya!
(One innocent boy got left behind)
Sipahee pakad ke lai
gaya! (The police arrested him!)
Sipahee ne mari
itt! (The policeman hit
him with a brick!)
Phannve ro te
phannve pit! (Now, you may cry or
howl!)
Sanoo de de lohri te
teri jeeve jodi! (Give us our
Lohri & may you live long as a
couple!)
Til (Sesame seeds)
and Rorhi (a form of sweet jaggery in Punjabi) are meant to keep the body warm.
These two terms Til+ Rorhi combined to form Tilrorhi, which eventually was
corrupted
Monday, January 9, 2017
You start dying slowly - By Pablo Neruda
You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds of life,
If you do not appreciate yourself.
You start dying slowly
When you kill your self-esteem;
When you do not let others help you.
You start dying slowly
If you become a slave of your habits,
Walking everyday on the same paths…
If you do not change your routine,
If you do not wear different colours
Or you do not speak to those you don’t know.
You start dying slowly
If you avoid to feel passion
And their turbulent emotions;
Those which make your eyes glisten
And your heart beat fast.
Friday, January 6, 2017
Buddhist Tales : Peace of Mind
While they were passing a lake, Buddha told one of his disciples,
"I am thirsty.
Do get me some water from the lake."
"I am thirsty.
Do get me some water from the lake."
The disciple walked up to the lake.
At that moment,
a bullock cart started crossing through the lake.
As a result,
The water became very muddy and turbid.
a bullock cart started crossing through the lake.
As a result,
The water became very muddy and turbid.
The disciple thought,
"How can I give this muddy water to Buddha to drink?"
"How can I give this muddy water to Buddha to drink?"
Monday, January 2, 2017
Tuesday, December 20, 2016
Closing Cycles by Paulo Coelho
_One always has to
know when a stage comes to an end. If we insist on staying longer than the
necessary time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the other stages we
have to go through._
_*Closing cycles,
shutting doors, ending chapters – whatever name we give it, what matters is to
leave in the past the moments of life that have finished.*_
*Did you lose your
job? Has a loving relationship come to an end? Did you leave your parents’
house? Gone to live abroad? Has a long-lasting friendship ended all of a
sudden?* _*You can spend a long time wondering why this has happened.*_
You can tell
yourself you won’t take another step until you find out why certain things that
were so important and so solid in your life have turned into dust, just like
that. But such an attitude will be awfully stressing for everyone involved:
your parents, your husband or wife, your friends, your children, your sister.
Everyone is
finishing chapters, turning over new leaves, getting on with life, and they
will all feel bad seeing you at a standstill.
Things pass, and the
best we can do is to let them really go away.
_*That is why it is
so important (however painful it may be!) to destroy souvenirs, move, give lots
of things away to orphanages, sell or donate the books you have at home.*_
Everything in this
visible world is a manifestation of the invisible world, of what is going on in
our hearts – and getting rid of certain memories also means making some room
for other memories to take their place. Let things go. Release them. Detach yourself
from them.
Nobody plays this
life with marked cards, so sometimes we win and sometimes we lose.
_*Do not expect
anything in return, do not expect your efforts to be appreciated, your genius
to be discovered, your love to be understood.*_
Stop turning on your
emotional television to watch the same program over and over again, the one
that shows how much you suffered from a certain loss: that is only poisoning
you, nothing else.
*Nothing is more
dangerous than not accepting love relationships that are broken off, work that
is promised but there is no starting date, decisions that are always put off
waiting for the “ideal moment.”*
Before a new chapter
is begun, the old one has to be finished: tell yourself that what has passed
will never come back.
_Remember that there
was a time when you could live without that thing or that person – nothing is
irreplaceable, a habit is not a need. This may sound so obvious, it may even be
difficult, but it is very important._
_Closing cycles. Not
because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because that no longer
fits your life._
_Shut the door,
change the record, clean the house, shake off the dust._
*Stop being who you
were, and change into who you are.*
Thursday, December 1, 2016
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