Ik Lalsa Jeyun Di...

Hi guys… Must say I’m back from a sojourn…. Seven days of experience, of art, of literature, of position, of status, of meeting, of dating, of eating, sleeping and studying a bit of course..

So the week started with some rumors about our respected dean, leaving the institute. The rumors, which on confirmation were marked as farce by the dean himself… but of course, need not mention they came out to be true… The terms like Job Motivation, job Satisfaction, job Enrichment, Responsibility towards your job, commitments, promises et all appeared to be kinda illusions in the mockery called ‘life.’

Anyways, have to get used to the news.. One thing’s for sure, I’m not gonna advertise the MBA@TIET anymore…

Anyways, Monday was gone with all these events and my MBA Mid Sem test.
Followed Tuesday where began the Acumen… I had given in my poems for English, Hindi and Punjabi, but finally our respected HR’s chose me just for the Punjabi poetry… It went off well. Some of my friends wanted me to post the poem on blog, so here it goes.. I’ll write word to word the way I recited there…I’d again pin-point… Its Punjabi…

'Bharun Hatya'… matlab, ik istri di usdi maa di kukh vich hatya… Par sirf ees karkey, ki uh istri hai.. ki usnu jeun da hack nahi… (bang on desk) ki uh insaan nahi… ki usdiyan apniyan koi ichavan.. koi lalsa nahi ??? Ihna Bhavnavan nu pragtaundi.. pesh kardan apni kavita.. ‘IK LALSA JEYUN DI’
Mai dassna chahanga.. ki eh ik ajehi istri di kavita hai.. jo ki bharun hatya da shikar banan ja rai hai…

Maa, meri di kukh vich, ik chirr ai si mainu ikk khushbu.
Anant sann jaapde aasmaan mainu, is jag ton hoi sa mai roobaru.
Khush hoye san mainu vekh vekh saarey, akhan ‘cho meri vehende san bhukh de athru .
Jithey mileya si mainu be-shumar pyaar.. guddiyan patoley te damru..

Kukh vichon mai vekheya, udeek sann kardiyan meriyan saheliyan .
Assan khediyan sa ikethey, te paundiyan sa paheliyan .
School ja padhai kardiyan, hor baniyan sann beliyan.
Uh pal vi anmol sann jaapde, ikethiyan firdiyan sa jadd vehliyan.

Raat soundi nu mainu supna aya,
Viah mere nu koi rishta leayea,
Sohna lamma laarha, aakhdey usnu kudrat da jaiya.
Jis nal toor dena mere babul mainu, keh mainu ik dhann paraiya.

Kubbey baithi sochdi sa kujj.. jadd kanni meri ik awaz pai,
Cherhdiyan san meriyan saheliyan, full vangu mai sang gai,
Gaundiyan san sakhiyan ghoriyan, aaiyan mainu yaadan kai,
Rabb ne nau diyan laavan suniyan, te vekhdeyan doli tur pai..

Kukh vich sundi ehna awazan vichon, laggeya kujj kehendi si meri maa,
Aakhde san sake mere, ikk jaiya chahida si meri tha?
Virudh si samajh saara, nahi si hack lain da mainu sah .
Anant uhna asmana vich, kitey nahi si likheya mera naa.

Koi nahi si sakhi meri jo takkeygi kade meri rah,
Hunn visar gaya jo paraeya si, bhullleya mainu paheli bana,
Babul mera na milna mainu, na milni mainu kitey thandi chaav,
Kise nahi si socheya, kinna si mainu oos lal joodey da chah..

Ikk fariyad kardi han mai jagg nu deke rabb da vaasta,
Ik chah hai mainu jeyun di, mainu mere supneyan di lalsa,
Je koi main sahara de, farh le ajj meri bah,
Tan kall bulayega koi, totli jaban vich mainu vi ma…

-©Deepinder Singh

Taariyan taariyan taariyan
The judges were impressed… I was satisfied… Got 2nd prize.. but the happiest moment was when Prabhakar sir ne mujhe bataya k the Professional Sir, jo bahar se aye they, he was really impressed. According to him, I lost my marks on account of the other inexperienced judges…

Tu Ghuggi Ae???

Aaho ji eh Ghuggi e.....

Well I think the pic here explains it all for the readers who know who he is, and for others I’d like to tell that he is our Punjab da Ghuggi Baadshah…. The Comedy King… I met him att CCD on Friday, and it is quite quite quite unexpected, to see a celebrity in Patiala, that too at ccd... Shayad Ghuggi ji di kismat vich si mainu milna.... ;)

Enough for today… The next post would be from where my road to writing commenced. I’d share my first poem, the one I penned down in +1…