For a lifetime spent scavenging the corners of world wide web for qawwali ,there’s no better reward than a live performance. I do realize there are thousands of wandering souls which could kill if not die reading about the extravaganza.
Delhi is an amazing city, especially in spring. It is musically alive and breathes for couple of months. All you need to enjoy all that is free and awesome is a friend with right kind of connections, a friend who is equally enthusiastic if not more about music. Well, a friend indeed is a friend in need.
Yesterday was another fine Saturday morning in Delhi with clear skies, the perfect weather for an outdoor musical concert in evening. Jashn-e-Khusrau, the ten day long musical festival ended a week ago. Artists from across sub continent performed in events that were spread across venues. It was probably the largest classical music event with great performances by Ustad Naseer-ud-Din Saami, Ustad Shujat Khan, Ustad Shahid Pervez Khan, Ustad Abdul Rashid Khan and Tahira Sayeed.
Shair bahut punjab zameen de, hoye danish waale
awal seikh Fareed Shakarganj
ek ek sukhan zuban o di da
rehabar rah hidayat.
te phir Sultan Bahu ek hoya
khaasa mard haqqani
tode paak zabaan oh di de
raushan doinn jahaani.
Bulleh Shah di kaafi sun ke
turta kuffar andar da
ibadat de darya ve andar
o vi vadya taar da
sewak khaas shukhan da hoya
duni chadar zaa da
baazi jit sukhan di us vi
keh kabit zyaada.
Waris Shah sukhan da waris
neende kaun unha nu
harf o de te ungal tarni
nahi koi kadar assa nu.
jug jug jive devan aala
jis eh karam kamaye
andar mere bagh sukhan de
dhan maali jis laaye.
~Mian Muhammad Bakhsh
Poets of Punjab are immersed in wisdom.
Farid Shakarganj – guide to the path of righteousness.
Sultan Bahu – man of truism.
Bulleh Shah – servant of poetry, always short and precise.
Waris Shah – infallible with his writings.
“Awwal Hamd sanaa elaahi, jo maalik har harr da
Us da naam chataaran aala, kise vi maidan na harda”
First, all praise is for almighty who is lord of all
Who so ever recites his name, never loses in any life
I don’t remember reading this Kalam, but it has been ingrained within my subconscious. I even don’t remember the first time I heard it. And I am not alone, a community has been bonded together with this age old Kalam. The mountains of Pir Panjal, the Dhoks and the Margs right from across the Jhelum to Badharwa and even beyond resonate with words of wisdom.Awal Hamd is the first couplet of Saif-Malook( also called Saif ul Malook, Safar ul Ishq) and is an introduction, a prayer and praise of almighty. Saif Malook is the magnum opus of Mian Muhammad Baksh. It uses a lovestory as an allegory to describe Sufi’s journey. The magic of Saif Malook lies in its simplicity. It has been intricately woven into the local parlance and yet it is able captures magnanimity of Sufi thoughts and ideas. Text is concise and mostly deals with trails and tribulations of day today lives. Themes of friendship, ego, kinship and adoration are dotted throughout. The text opens up as the tale of Price Saif-ul-Mulk who falls in love with fairy princess Badi-ul-Jamal. It describes prince’s journey towards his goal faced with existential questions and the white Giant- Deuo Safaid. The genius of Muhammad Mian Bakhsh is in creating couplets which are complete in themselves and yet when projected together, they form small parts of a much bigger plan. Text contains over nine thousand such couplets which share a metrical form.
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