ACHHABAL GARDEN OF KASHMIR APPEARS TO BE SINGING SONGS OF KASHMIRI POET RAFIQ RAAZ

                                                                               

                                       

AND THE LEAVES TURNED DRY BUT HE DID NOT TURN UP.

ACHHABAL GARDEN OF KASHMIR

Chashma Chhum Phoraan Yaar Nayee Aav

Vukh ti Guvv Doraan Yaar Nayee Aav

Doh ti Guvv Soraan Yaar Nayee Aav

Haal Akki Saal Itaa Laalo …

Gul e Laalo …

Bozanaavuthh Ba Zaar ….

Kaal kaaja Praa-yo…

Baal Paan Maar-Yo..

Yaar Iyaa Na Tche Aar….

Myaani Laalo…

( Rafiq Raaz ).

My eyelids *twitch and that love did not turn up.

The time too moved fast and that love did not turn up,

This day also came to end and that love did not turn up.

Now just come once for the feast

My Tulip !

And I shall open my heart ,

In Waiting I remain,

I may not live to see you ,

Pity my plight !

My Love!

*There are number of myths in every culture on twitching of eyelids. These are associated with good or bad omens. Most of the myths say that twitching of left eye is good for women and bad for men. So also twitching of right eye is bad for women and good for men.

Kashmiris consider it as an indication or advance warning for something unpleasant likely to happen . kashmiris usually say “ Aaechh chhum Phoraan.” Or My eye lids Twitch. 

       
IN UNENDING WAIT FOR SOME ONE WHO HAD TO COME …

ACHHABAL GARDEN  KASHMIR

Poash Faeil Baagus Chhavanaai Rooedh

Daag Laeig Jigruss Haavanaai Rooedh

Kumm sokhan yaarus Baavanaai Rooedh

Haal Akki Saal Itaa Laalo …

Gul e Laalo …

Bozanaavuthh Ba Zaar ….

Kaal kaaja Praa-yo…

Baal Paan Maar-Yo..

Yaar Iyaa Na Tche Aar….

Myaani Laalo…

( Rafiq Raaz ).

The garden was all flowers But we were not there

This heart had its wounds that remained unseen by you

So many intimate conversations couldn't be put across to you  ,Love  !

Now just come once for the feast

My Tulip !

And I shall open my heart ,

In Waiting I remain,

I may not live to see you ,

Pity my plight !

My Love!

                                                                                 

          

AND THE FLOWERS INSIDE ACHHABAL  GARDEN  KEPT WAITING FOR YOU

Rang Roatt Daagun Bagh Vasavaai
 Laaej Vuzien Naagaun Bagh Vasavaai
Poash Phaael Baagan Bagh Vasavaai
Haal Akki Saal Itaa Laalo
Gul e Laalo
Bozanaavuthh Ba Zaar
Kaal kaaja Praa-yo
Baal Paan Maar-Yo
Yaar Iyaa Na Tche Aar
Myaani Laalo….

( Rafiq Raaz )


The wounds have turned colourful , let us visit the gaeden,.
The water is gushing from  springs now, let us visit the garden.
The flowers are in bloom , let us visit the gaeden.

Now just come once for the feast
My Tulip !
And I shall open my heart ,
In Waiting I remain,
I may not live to see you ,
Pity my plight !
My Love!

( Avtar Mota 13.11.2013............................ )

                                        

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