Ik Naam Tera

Well this post is something out of the blue… I jumped over to writing this post coz of an incident written in Hardeep’s blog… when Mrs. Ravana(as named by Mr. Hardeep) was teaching us in 3rd semester and I was sitting on the last bench for a change…
The scene has already been well explained by hardeep, but I think I’ll violate the copyright and present it again…
It was the day when this lady wore a sarree… I’m sure she must have got a compliment from Mr.Duryodhana ki, “darling aj badi sexy lagg rahi hoo”… Well that sexy lady… I mean sanki lady entered our class and this was the scene…
Class: whistles…. Woooooooo….. pheeiiiiiii…. Ayyeee.e..e.e..e..
Ma’am with a deadly smile on the face and an errie silence as that of a grave yard stepped on the stage and without much of a reaction started teaching…. But nea.. WE ARE THE STUDENTS OD CSED AND ELECTRICAL…. The hooting continued… then ahhh…. Ma’am k dialogues…”Main kahan kahan rehkar ai hu.. I have taught in IIT.. (bla bla)…… lekin tum jaise bache mujhe pehli bar dikhe hai…” followed the lil bit of chit chat and hooting at the last benches…. Ma’am turns to board and suddenly turns back and delivers a dialogue…. “Tumhe dekh kar mujhe pata hia kiski yad ati hai????”..................????........................ “Kutte ki poocnch hoti hai na..….”
Fer ki si.. mittran ne shuru karr ditta MEAW MEAW… BOW BOW……
That was it… we weren’t in the class the next minute…
Well under all these state of affairs, I was penning down my first Punjabi poem…. Many of you might have read it already, still posting it again coz there are many said and unsaid memories related to it…. From the core of my heart (a hindi translation of the same follows for all those who have a hard time with punjabi)

“IK NAAM ‘TERA’”

Ik Chann Si main mangeya tera naa laike,
Ik supna si main buneya tera naa laike,
Ik naa tera hi mai is jind vich vasaeya si,
Enha badlan de vich ik hanju main lukaiya si...

Kithey firolan main ajj enha dil diyan baatan nu,
Sunehere us kall de vichere hoye jazbatan nu,
Jind Vinn ke meri jo bahaar le gaye,
Is laash utte charhe hoye jo har le gaye...

Chiikhdi is laash vall main murh murh vekhda haan,
Ajj dil de jazbatan nu akhran vich main vechda haan,
Koi sunn le meri eh fariyaad sajna,
ajj chadd challe assi eh jahaan sajna.

Kade enha ambran vichon ik awaaz jadd aayegi,
Sisakde dil di roun dilan de paar jad jayegi,
Koi karda e yaad mainu, mai jaan javanga,
Us din murh main tera naam lavanga,
Us din murh Main tera naam lavanga...


Ek Naam Tera(hindi)

Ek chaand tha maine manga tera naam leekar,
ek supna tha maina banaya tera naam lekar,
Ek naam tera hi maine is zindagi me basaya tha,
en baadlon ke beech me ek aansu maine chupaya tha

kahan dhundu main aaj dil ki baaton ko,
Sunehere us kall ke bichere hue jazbaton ko,
Zindagi Cheer ke meri jo bahaar le gaye,(vinn actually means to pierce)
Is laash k upar chare hue jo haar le gaye

chikhti hui is laash ki taraf main baar-baar deekhta hu,
aaj dil ke jazbaton ko akhron se main beechta hu,(akhar =alphabets)
Koi sunn le meri ye fariyaad sajna,
Aaj chorh chale hum ye jahaan sajna

Kabhi in ambron me se ek awaaz jabb ayegi,
sisakte dil ki roun dilo ke paar jabb jayegi,(sisak=to sob, roun= weep)
Koi karta hai yaad mujhe, main ye aan jaunga,
Us dinn dobara main tera naam lunga,
us dinn dobara main tera naam lunga...


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