Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts
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Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Rabbi: Zero Dubidha - Lyrics with Translation and Meaning



[I came across this new song by Rabbi, few days back and I was mesmerized. I searched for lyrics and its translation. In few sites I found the lyrics but couldn't find any perfect translation. So I thought of writing it down here after discussing it with few friends. Still working on to get the lyrics and translation right. I'll keep on updating this as I get more inputs.]


Aye mere vasson bahar hai, Sigaa
This thing is beyond the limit of my efforts, it always was

Edaan si suraj nu, jiven ugan o rokana
It is like stopping the sun from rising

Tu paya si rang basant da
You got colors of spring

Dil mere shook da si seyya
My heart shivers like its winter

Tu rakh rahi si ek bag train vich
You were keeping your bag inside train

Mein rakh reha si, tera khyal jeb vich
I was keeping your memories on my pocket (meaning: safe somewhere)

Te eh hun sakde ke na miliye fer kabi
It is possible that we may never meet again

Asi jayinye roley goley vich gwatch
And we will be lost forever in crowd

Sun sajna arz nimaani
Listen dear about my plea

Eh na jhoothi koi kahani
It isn't some false story

Ous vailey mainu si ni manoosi
During that moment I had a thought (meaning: feeling of restlessness)

Zero dubidha...
Zero confusion


Aye mere vasson bahar hai, Sigaa
This thing is beyond the limit of my efforts, it always was

Rutaan jaan pareetan uteh zor kisda
Who can control the change in seasons

Mein ditan si rang, tufaan daa
I gave it the color to this storm

Maneya sada tu jenu, waah boleda
You accepted and appreciated it like always

Labhda si chotu tera samsere nishaan
I kept searching for your little signs all over the world

Labdhi si tu vi kise sawal da jawaab
You too were looking for an answer to some question

Te eh hun sakde ke na miliye fer kabi
It is possible that we may never meet again

Asi jayinye roley goley vich gwatch
And we will be lost forever in crowd

Sun sajna arz nimaani
Listen dear about my plea

Eh na jhoothi koi kahani
It isn't some false story

Ous vailey mainu si ni manoosi
During that moment I had a thought (feeling of restlessness)

Sun sajna arz nimaani
Listen dear about my plea

Eh na jhoothi koi kahani
It isn't some false story

Ous vailey mainu si ni manoosi
During that moment I had a thought (feeling of restlessness)

Zero dubidha...
Zero dubidha...

Hai pura sahi, tera har gila
And your every charge is entirely correct

Hai mera halaf, sirf sach da
My expression is only about the truth

Je hoven judi, khal hashte darah
As if pain and happiness are connected to each other

Te ki ye mera, gunah
Then what’s my offence

Te eh hun sakde ke na miliye fer kabi
It is possible that we may never meet again

Asi jayinye roley goley vich gwatch
And we will be lost forever in crowd

Sun sajna arz nimaani
Listen dear about my plea

Eh na jhoothi koi kahani
It isn't some false story

Ous vailey mainu si ni manoosi
During that moment I had a thought (feeling of restlessness)

Sun sajna arz nimaani
Listen dear about my plea

Eh na jhoothi koi kahani
It isn't some false story

Ous vailey mainu si ni manoosi
During that moment I had a thought (feeling of restlessness)

Zero dubidha... 
Zero dubidha...

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Relationships...



"Random Thoughts about Life: Drive carefully, 90% of people are accidents!"

I updated this on Facebook 2 days back,  some 7 people liked the post.

but nobody commented.. or asked.. or gave a thought.. on remaining 10%

 

Who are those 10% people?

They are the ones whom we never met...

Some of them were already there when we came...

Some of them came after us...

But nobody introduced us to them...

So who are those 10% people?

We call them our dear ones...

Mom, Dad, Grandma, Grandpa, Brother, Sister, Son, Daughter, Uncle, Aunty.. the list is endless.

We never discuss our relationship with them. We never even give a thought on kind of relationship we share with them (say our mom or dad). The term relationship is simply not defined as it decreases the strength of the relation.

They are the ones whom we cannot leave, conversely, they'll never leave us no matter what we do.

They are ready to accept who we are. In fact they've accepted already who we are.

We can say anything to them, they'll never mind.

If we are wrong, they'll correct us, unintentionally or naturally.

If we are right, they'll support us.

If there is any disagreement, they'll go whatever depth possible to make everything fine.

They'll do anything to console us.

They are the one who although have an opinion but will never burden us with their thoughts.

We can ask any silly question to them, they'll never give a second thought before answering.

Actually they are the ones who have all the answers we are seeking.

They are the ones who give direction to our thoughts.

Thinking on the same side, they are the ones who actually need our help in any possible form, they expect the same from us. This entire thing is what western world simply define as relationship which is not true. Its not just a relationship we share with those people, we share a lot more than that - our thoughts, our emotions, our tears, our grief, our happiness, our joy... and the list is endless. Most importantly we share whole of ourselves with them.

Given infinite supply of papers, try writing about the kind of relationship you share with your mom. Its impossible to write it coz we never think about it. Even if we manage to pen it down, it will not be complete. Some part of ourselves is always hidden. We realize the complexity when they leave us or we leave them (for any reason) because thats where this relationship break the thread and we are left alone. We look backwards in past and realize what we lost. The loss is sometimes irreparable. We sometimes manage to find its substitute too on the other hand, but not that relationship.

Its my favorite dialog : "Our life is for others"

They are the others.

So now I stuck thinking about remaining 90% whom we (somebody) called as accidents...

Somebody commented on my post:

"Such accidents can be good too."

Accident is an apt word. They are part of majority of our lives - the 90%  - which we never realize. Those who manage to cross the 90-10 line and come closer to us, to the 10% of group, are the good accidents. We call them our friends. And thats where the goodness lies.

Sometimes in order to maintain balance or when we miss those 10%, we start searching them into remaining 90%. And thats were problem arises because the thin line always remains. Since these 90% are in the majority, we often spend most of time with them and think a lot about them. We try to align our thoughts with them so that there is no conflict. But since they often don't follow the 10% people definition, we end up with some disagreement which spoils our harmony and the so called relationship starts to suffer. But actually there was no relationship, we were trying our best to get something from 90% that belongs to 10% and 90% can never possess. Thats the real truth about Life and we being social animal starts to suffer. This behavior sometimes affects the 10% too and thats the irony of Life.

"Be smart with everyone but always be silly with your dear ones!!"

Thats what I conclude.

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