Sunday, July 15, 2012

FOLK DANCERS AT AHARBAL WATER FALL OF KASHMIR









BACHNAGMAA AT AHARBAL WATER FALL KASHMIR .


Date 08.07.2012

Photo autar mota



This form of dance known as Bachnagma ( A male dancing in female dress ) was popularized in Kashmir during the reign of King Zain Ul Abdin (1420 – 1470 AD ) popularly known as Budshah ( The Great King ). Even the extinct Hafiz-nagma ( female dance accompanied by Sufiana music) was also started and popularized by King Zain Ul Abdin in Kashmir . This great king was a connoisseur of music and fine arts . By temperament he as more liberal than the Mughal emperor Akbar.He gave royal patronage to men of Art and letters . He himself was an accomplished poet writing in Persian and kashmiri under a pseudonym QATAI . Here are two lines from a kashmiri poem composed by king Zain Ul Abdin…

Zaaveull Qamar Aaveull Badan Shokuss chaman zokuss chhu ban
Yaaduk Sezurr Raadukk Thazar farshuss Chhu Kunn Arshuss chhu Thumm..

He had renowned scholars in his court. I quote a few ;Mulla Ahmed , Shreevar, Jonaraja , Bhat Avtaar , Yodha Bhat , Baba Shukr Ud din , Baba Baam ud din,baba Nasar Ud din and som pandit .

This group in phtographs   danced at AHARBAL Water Fall on 8-7-2012 on a composition of kashmiri  Poet Rasul Mir. They performed a mix of Bhangra ( Punjabi ) and Bachnagma ( Kashmiri ) dance . The Ghungroos in their feet made an striking sound of CHHUMM - CHHUMM all over near the water fall.

" THUSS GOAM HAANKALI DRASAA GOAM BARRIYE

TSUSS GOAM VAALINJI YAAR MAA AAV

( Autar Mota )

                                                                                           


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Wednesday, July 11, 2012

PAMPORE TOWN ( KASHMIR ) AND SHEERMAAL











                                                        

PAMPORE   TOWN ( Kashmir ) AND  SHEERMAAL  ( a kashmiri bakery item. crisp and tasty to take with saffron kehwa tea. )

PHOTO AUTAR MOTA PAMPORE --07-07-2012


“ Jenaab Astaan Aassivaa Tschaamit ”
“ Had you gone inside the Ziyarat ? ”
“ Yim Aaess Rueit Insaan . Hazrat Sharif Ud Din Wali . Aaiss chhiss Dapaan Shog-Bubb sahib. Kaashir Hundh Reuosh. Ye Jenaab Guvv Nambalbal . ”
“ He was a pious Soul. Hazrat SharIf Ud Din Wali . kashmiris call this ziyarat as Shogabubb sahib ‘s ziyarat . A saint of kashmir’s Reshi order. This place is known as Nambalbal ”
“ Me ouss Az Mushtaq Dapaan Sheer Maal Chhe Baqaar. Sheermaal Jenaab sirf -Paantch . Pataa Niyuvv. Aghar Pagaah Chha Baqaar Teilli Niyuvv Pagaah . Yim Paantch Gayee myaani Tarafaa tohee . Ye thhaviv myon card ”
“ Mushtaaq was informing me that you need Sheermaals . Just five left now . If you need tomorrow then no issue . Take tomorrow. Take these five as a free gift from me. Keep this business card of our shop ”
That was a brief conversation with Proprietor of HEEMA MALNI ( HEMA MALINI ) SHIRMAL SHOP well known kashmiri Bakery at Pampore selling just Sheermaals only. The proprietor proudly informed me that His Sheermaal has been tasted by Mrs. Indira Gandhi as well. But then why this name ?
“ His wife is now old. In her youth she was named as Hema Malini . Every one would insist buying Sheermal from Hema Malini’s shop as this family prepared the best stuff in the valley. .The family took this name so sportingly that they named their shop as HEEMA MALINI SHIRMAL ( HMS). Yes we had another Sheermaal shop at Drangbal Highway run by a kashmiri Pandit known as PRAACHEEN KASHMIRI HINDU BAKERY. Sheermal of that shop was also wonderful. People would come from far and wide to buy those sheermals. After saffron , pampore was famous for two sheermaal shops . See Sir this HEEMA MALNI shop uses VERKA pure Desi Ghee and quality flour . Some more shops bake sheermals using animal fat . Not worth eating . And I tell you sir , many  Pandits  take  Sheermaals  from this shop to jammu  and other places where they are presently putting up. You remember the kashmiri line of lal-Ded “Raaz Hans Rovukh Kaavunn Manz. ”.That is happening to this HEEMA MALNI SHIRMAL. ” Added Mushtaq an employee of our Bank who lives at Namablbal Pampore.
I need to complete the line that Mushtaq told me at HEEMA MALNI SHREEMAL SHOP. The line comes in a shrukh of kashmir’s greatest saint Nund Reyosh ( sheikh ul Alam ) as under

Aaravalan Naagraada Rovukh
Saada Rovukh Tschooran Manz.
Mudagaran Gwor Pandithh Rovukh
Raaza Honza rovukh Kaavun Manz…

(The located lost amidst the boulders
Like a saint lost amongst the thieves .
The learned Pandit lost himself amongst the ignorant
Like the swan lost amidst crows all over.)
( Autar Mota )

                       
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Sunday, July 1, 2012

A LONELY TREE IN SPRING AND A POEM OF KURDISH POET SHERKO BEKAS


                                                             

                                                                  
Why is this Almond Tree lonely in Spring ??????
Badaam Vaari Garden Srinagar Kashmir .
Spring 2012. Photo Autar Mota
To this photo I add poem “ Roots “by Kurdish Poet Sherko Bekas …
(ROOTS)

Even if the stars,
the clouds,
the wind and
the sun
do not see the murderers,
when the birds are killed in the sky,
and if the horizon turns a deaf ear to them
and the mountains and the rivers
do not keep their memory,
there ought to be at least one tree
who witnesses their death
and writes their names into its roots.
( Sherko Bekas Kurdish Poet )

And who is this Sherko Bekas ??????????...........
                                                                   
Sherko Bekas (2 May 1940), is a prominent contemporary Kurdish poet. He was born on 2 May 1940 in Sulaimaniya in Iraqi Kurdistan as a son of the Kurdish poet Fayak Bekas. I found his poems stimulating. His poems are about human nature, of people and for people, both near by and verydistant. Autar Mota is reading this great Kurdish Poet Sherko Bekas . Reading some of his Mini Poems , one is reminded of Naadim Sahib's "Haaerisaat " . Some sample poems are :-

( PAIN )

I am a towering pain
without having to climb onto the shoulders of another grief.
If I lift my head
just a few inches
I can already see the wounds everywhere,
and the poor can see me
wherever they are.

( Sherko Bekas Eminent Kurdish Poet )


(COMPARISON)

History came
and compared its greatness
to the magnitude of your sufferings.
your sufferings surpassed it by a few fingerbreadths.
When the ocean wanted to compare
Its depth to that of your wounds,
It screamed for fear of
Being drowned in them.

(Sherko Bekas)

(BOAT )

... To me

My heart is like a boat
With some holes in the bottom.
again and again
water presses its way in,
and I bale it out.
Before I have baled out
a bucketful of old sorrow,
it is already replaced by new sorrow.
But neither does this restless boat sink
nor does it anchor
in the whirlwind of this night.
( Sherko Bekas )
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A DUTIFUL SON , CARING FATHER , LOVING HUSBAND AND A LAW ABIDING CITIZEN . READ AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF HIS FATHER DR. HARI VANSH RAI BACHAN SHRIVASTAVA

                                          
             ( Father ,Son and Jawahar Lal Nehru)
(Actor Amitabh Bachan with his parents . Dr Harivansh Rai Bachan Shrivastava and Mrs Teji Bachan)


A Dutiful Son, Caring Father, Loving Husband and a Law-Abiding Citizen: Reading the Autobiography of Dr Harivansh Rai Bachchan Srivastava



Dashdwaar Se Sopaan Tak: An Autobiography in Four Volumes - Part IV


The autobiographical oeuvre of Dr Harivansh Rai Bachchan Srivastava occupies a singular position in modern Hindi literature, not merely as personal memoir but as cultural historiography.


"This is not a book that gives us the story of Bachchan ji and his family alone. It gives us the story of an age and era that has emerged in more deep colours and contours." .... Dr Hazari Prasad Dwivedi


"If I look at autobiographies, this book appeals to me as the tallest and most absorbing." .... Ramdhari Singh Dinkar


"Such books can be guiding tools for our new generation. Our youth must read such books. It is for their benefit." .... Dr Shiv Mangal Singh Suman


The autobiography, published in four distinct volumes : Kya Bhooloon Kya Yaad Karoon, Need Ka Nirman Phir, Basere Se Door and Dashdwaar Se Sopaan Tak  is remarkable for its candour, literary felicity and sociological insight. It affords the reader not only an intimate glimpse into the private life of the poet but also a panoramic view of twentieth-century literary Allahabad, its pedagogic milieu, its progressive writers, painters and political actors, and above all, the formation of Amitabh Bachchan's personality as a dutiful son, affectionate father, devoted husband, loyal friend and law-abiding citizen.


Harivansh Rai Bachchan taught English at Allahabad University, where his contemporary was the eminent Urdu poet Firaq Gorakhpuri. His early life was marked by grinding poverty in his ancestral village, the precariousness of private tuition, and the profound personal loss of his first wife, Shyama, after ten years of marriage. His subsequent companionship with Teji Suri, a Sikh lady of spirited disposition and considerable social commitment, whom he married in 1941, transformed his domestic world. Teji, an accomplished vocalist and amateur stage artiste who performed in Shakespearean plays rendered into Hindi by her husband, assumed complete charge of household affairs, thereby enabling the poet to remain immersed in his muse. In social engagements, Bachchan Sr. was content to play second fiddle to his gregarious wife.


It is a matter of record in film circles that without Teji's encouragement, Amitabh would not have resigned a secure executive position in Calcutta to enter the uncertain terrain of Bombay cinema. It is equally well-known that when Sonia Maino, a young Italian, arrived in India to marry Rajiv Gandhi, an Indian Airlines pilot, Prime Minister Indira Gandhi entrusted her cultural orientation to the elder Bachchans — a testament to their standing as custodians of Indian civilisational ethos in both its traditional and modern idioms.


Excerpts from the Text with Critical Annotation


Excerpt 1: The Period of Struggle


 "Amitabh never brings his problems before me. He tries that I should not even know it from others. Possibly he knows that the struggle that I had put up in my life was enough and no more worries for me from his side. Yes, he is quite open with his mother. One day I heard him saying to his mother that with his body structure, it has not been possible for him to establish himself as a hero in the film industry. He confided to her that he would now try for side-hero roles. That was when Amit had acted in two or three films. I also could not help him with any advice as I had very little knowledge about films. I would often mistake Dilip Kumar for Rajendra Kumar. You can now understand my knowledge about films. Yes, during those days even some producers asked for return of the advance amount from Amitabh for films that he had initially signed for them. He was worried. I was helpless. Then my friend Satyendra Sharat came to live with us for some days. He was connected with the film industry and advised Amit to have patience. He told us that Amit has the potential to be a star one day.

 Here I can tell you one thing clearly. Amit has a wonderful style not only to carry but also to present himself for any event. His command over Hindi and English is more than normal. And I am sure the day he writes his autobiography, it shall surpass all sale records.


During this period we celebrated Amitabh's 30th birthday on 11-10-1972. Amitabh was not happy with his film work. No offers were coming to him. He attached no importance to his birthday. Teji and I bought a gift for him without his knowledge. I wrote a special poem. Amit was happy with this gift and the poem. He left for his shooting seeking our blessings."


This passage is significant for what it reveals about middle-class ethics, parental anxiety and the precarity of a cinematic career in the early 1970s. It also evinces Bachchan's characteristic humility and self-deprecation regarding his limited familiarity with popular cinema.


                         

                                                          
             
                                  ( Amitabh with his father  )


Excerpt 2: Familial Piety and Kashmir


 "Teji had a serious attack of asthma. We went to doctors in Mumbai. Some said that we should shift to some dry climatic zone. The humid air of Mumbai had aggravated her problem. I talked to Amit and Jaya. They felt sad. It was the period of Amit's first wedding anniversary. The son wanted his mother around. But the son also wanted his mother to get well. He was in pain to see her unwell. She had recurrent attacks. As per doctor's advice, Amit and Jaya decided to arrange a house for us in Greater Kailash, New Delhi. Sent a truckload of goods with a new Fiat car, a cook and a driver for our comfort. A telephone connection. New curtains. A study room was created for me... Even during his busy shooting schedules, Amit called his mother daily and never forgot to thank Usha ji... One day Amit brought a senior homoeopathic doctor from Mumbai with him. Teji read Hanuman Chalisa without fail every day... Thereafter Amitabh had to go to Kashmir for shooting of his film Kabhi Kabhi. He insisted that his mother and I should also join them. He felt that this might make his mother better. He booked a special suite for us in Hotel Oberoi Palace, Srinagar. Beautiful lawn. One can sit in this lawn for hours and be in mother nature's lap... Celebrated Amitabh's birthday in Kashmir on 11.10.1974. I wrote a lullaby for little Shweta...


"Chidiya o chidiya kahaan tera ghar."

(O little sparrow, where is thy nest?)


Here we witness an exemplar of Pitra-bhakti and filial solicitude. Despite pressing professional commitments, Amitabh ensures a three-bedroom residence in Greater Kailash to facilitate frequent visits, provides domestic staff and medical attention, and arranges a recuperative sojourn in the lawns of the Oberoi Palace, Srinagar, during the shooting of Yash Chopra's 'Kabhi Kabhi' (1976). The poet's observation of his son's discipline is telling: the actor would converse with his parents and instantaneously metamorphose into character, absorbed, punctual and consummate , an illustration of Stanislavskian commitment.


The narrative culminates in a quiet affirmation of parental fulfilment.


"Dhanya Bhaag Pitu So Jug Jaana

Kaan Sunaa Jo Poot Bakhaana"......Tulsidas


(What greater fortune can befall a father in this world,

Than to hear his son's praise from every quarter?)


In this, Harivansh Rai Bachchan speaks not merely as a father but as a witness to an era.


(Avtar Mota)


                                             

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