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Monday, July 2, 2012
ਬਸੰਤਰ - A Punjabi poem...Rang hi koi hor hai
ਬਸੰਤਰ
ਅੱਜ ਕੱਲ ਤਾਂ ਘਰ ਮੇਰੇ ਦਾ ਰੰਗ ਹੀ ਕੋਈ ਹੋਰ ਏ
ਮੰਗਦਾ ਨਿਰਲੱਜ ਮੈਥੋਂ ਰੰਗ ਹੀ ਕੋਈ ਹੋਰ ਏ ..
ਹਰ ਸਵੇਰੇ, ਮੂੰਹ ਹਨ੍ਹੇਰੇ , ਚੁੱਪ ਚਪੀਤੇ ਕੋਲ ਬੈਠ
ਕਰ ਰਿਹੈ ਦੱਬੀ ਜੁਬਾਨੇ ਮੰਗ ਹੀ ਕੋਈ ਹੋਰ ਏ ...
ਹੋਰ ਹੀ ਰੁਖ ਢੰਗ ਨੇ ਤੇ ਹੋਰ ਹੀ ਨਖਰੇ ਨਵੇਂ
ਹੋਰ ਹੈ ਜੁਰਅਤ ਏਹਦੀ ਤੇ ਸੰਗ ਵੀ ਕੋਈ ਹੋਰ ਏ
ਜੇ ਮੈਂ ਪੁਛਾਂ ਲੋੜਦੈਂ ਕੀ ? ਬਿੱਟ ਬਿੱਟ ਤੱਕੇ ਪਿਆ
ਚੜ੍ਹਿਆ ਕਾਫ਼ਿਰ ਦੇ ਸਿਰ ਤੇ ਝੱਲ ਹੀ ਕੋਈ ਹੋਰ ਏ
ਉਂਝ ਤਾਂ ਸੀ ਮੁਢ ਤੋਂ ਮੂੰਹ ‘ਤੇ ਈਹਦੇ ਲਾਲੀ ਅਜੀਬ
ਹੁਣ ਹੈ ਜੇਹੜਾ ਨੂਰ ਓਹਦੀ ਗੱਲ ਹੀ ਕੁਛ ਹੋਰ ਏ
ਧੜਕਦੀ ਪਿੰਜਰ ਚ ਜੇਹੜੀ ਹੋਰ ਹੀ ਏ ਤਾਲ ਓਹ
ਵਾਂਗ ਪੰਛੀ ਤੜਪਦੀ ਜੋ ਰਗ ਵੀ ਕੋਈ ਹੋਰ ਏ
ਹੋਰ ਹੀ ਹੈ ਮੱਚਿਆ ਬ੍ਰੇਹਮੰਡ ਵਿਚ ਭਾਂਬੜ ਨਵਾਂ
ਫੈਲਦੀ ਚਾਰੇ ਖੰਡਾਂ ਵਿਚ ਅੱਗ ਵੀ ਕੋਈ ਹੋਰ ਏ
ਹੈ ਜਵਾਲਾ ਦਾ ਇਹ ਮੂੰਹ ਜਾਂ ਅਖ ਹੈ ਰਥਵਾਨ ਦੀ ?
ਹੈ ਨੇ ਅਗਨੀ ਬਾਣ ਓਈ
ਕਿਓਂ ਅੱਗ ਪਰ ਕੋਈ ਹੋਰ ਏ ?
ਪੈ ਗਿਐ ਏ ਰਾਹ ਤੇ ਮੜ੍ਹੀਆਂ ਦੀ ਅੱਜ ਕਮਜਾਤ ਇਹ ,
ਪਰ ਮਟਕ ਦੇਖੋ , ਅਖੇ “ ਮੇਰੀ ਜੇਹੀ ਕੋਈ ਤੋਰ ਹੈ ?"
"ਸੁਰਖ ਕਫ਼ਨ ਦੀ ਮੇਰੇ ਜੋ ਧਜ ਹੈ , ਕਿਥੇ ਹੈ ਹੋਰ ?
ਹਾਂ ਚਿਰਾਗਾਂ ਜਿਸ ਵਿਚ ਮੈਂ , ਅੱਗ ਹੀ ਕੋਈ ਹੋਰ ਹੈ
"ਫ਼ਕ਼ਰਾਂ ਲਈ ਇਸ਼ਕ ਪਲ ਪਲ ਮੌਤ ਦਾ ਦੂਜਾ ਹੈ ਨਾਮ
"ਕੌਣ ਘੁੱਟ ਘੁੱਟ ਮਰਨ ਲਈ ਕਰਦਾ ਫਿਰੇ ਜੀਵਨ ਹਰਾਮ
" ਇਸ਼ਕ਼ ਤੇ ਗੈਰਤ ਅਸਲ ਵਿਚ ਇੱਕ ਨੇ , ਜਾਣੇ ਕੋਈ
"ਬਿਨ ਦੌਲਤ, ਬਿਨ ਤਖ਼ਤ ਸੁਲਤਾਨੀਆਂ ਮਾਣੇ ਓਹੀ
"ਇਸ਼ਕ਼ ਬਾਝੋਂ ਰੁਲਦੇ ਹੀਰੇ, ਵਾਂਗ ਖੋਟੇ ਟਕਿਆਂ
"ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਬਿਨ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਨਾ ਮਿਲੇ , ਸੌ ਤੀਰਥਾਂ , ਲਖ ਮੱ ਕਿਆਂ
‘ਇਸ਼ਕ਼ ਤੇ ਗੈਰਤ ਅਸਲ ਵਿਚ ਇਕ ’ ਆਸ਼ਿਕ਼ ਗਾਂਵਦੇ
ਕਰ ਕੇ ਟੋਟੇ ਜਿਗਰ ਦੇ ਓਹ ਨੀਹਾਂ ਵਿਚ
ਚਿਨਾਵਂਦੇ
ਹੋ ਮਗਨ , ਰਖ ਸੀਸ ਥੇਲੀ 'ਤੇ , ਪਏ ਓਹ ਗਾਂਵਦੇ ਏ
ਜ਼ਮੀਰ ਦੀ ਜੇ ਮੌਤ ਹੈ, ਸ਼ਰਤ ਸਿਰ ਉਠਾਣ ਦੀ
ਕੀ ਫਰਕ ਸਿਰ ਮੋਢਿਆਂ ਤੇ ਜਿਸੇ ਕਿਸੇ ਦੁਕਾਨ ਤੇ ?
ROMANCE KIDS VERSUS REALITY MEN: Euro soccer preview
THIS WAS JUST AHEAD OF THE EURO FINAL ON JULY 1
I guess some of my friends know that I started my career in journalism as a sports commentator and sports correspondent....After a long lay off, I thought I would test how much of what I used to do then is till in me. The result: this preview of the euro-soccer final:
SOCCER SIZZLE/ Euro-preview
ROMANCE KIDS VERSUS REALITY MEN
SPAIN WRITE GOOD SOCCER PROSE BUT ITALY ARE THE ROMANTIC POETS
IT DOESN'T GET ANY BETTER THAN THIS
A FORMER SPORTSCASTER'S PREVIEW
( About half an hour ahead of the kick-off, this is my preview of the Euro final. As a former sports commentator and a genetic soccer enthusiast from Mahilpur, I find my head and heart into a familiar conflict. My heart says it needs be Italy but my head nods sideways. Here is my take .)
The form book is as agonising as toss of a flirt's head, or her "all-is-possible-but-nothing-p
Its reality versus romance. Spain has reality on its side, but Italy can ride romance, something only they and Brazil know how to invoke . These two soccer nations, and to some extent France, can mesmerize us and their opponents with magic, weaving uncanny tapestries and patterns down both flanks, to provide a new surrealistic soccer architecture to an unsuspecting but grateful world.
Spain are tipped to win but Italy remain sentimental favourites and, for me, have a pack of dangerous floaters whose profile is seductively deceptive and destructive . On both sides, there are players who would write the real scrip of destiny but may not find a mention in tomorrow's headlines, For this, do not under estimate mid-field game making Italian Andrea Pirlo and the quiet defense ripper Spaniard,Andres Iniesta. A critical decision on the outcome of the match would be made before the kick-off: where would Italy play Rossi ? If they play safe -- which they may be tempted to if they allow themselves to be overawed by Spain's current form and reputation - then the Spaniards would have much to thank their opponents for. Italy must thrust Rossi as a match winner, rather than a game saver. Italy's best chance lies in this brilliant star being allowed to twinkle his toes, rather than use his sturdy frame as a blockade, which is a formidable asset but not enough to break the destiny code. Italy also must watch Xavi Hernandez, due for a return to form at the right time, and not be misled by his record in the tournament so far. Left free to find a release for his energies in the first fifteen minutes, this genius alone can spell doom for the Garibaldi's romantic gladiators.
Up in the cameos, Sergio Ramos will have to keep his eye clear against thte blinding glare of Mario Balotelli . The Italian striker is famed to possess magic that can melt an ice maiden's heart with his delectable on-field courting with a soccer ball. Spain must talk to the Germans to know how to stop the Italian Renascence artist from writing romantic soccer poetry in front of swooning millions on TV. "Spectacular" is the only word that comes to mind when you think of the way this man likes to reveal his destiny. The goal mouth suddenly turns into a willing maiden when he approaches with his chvalrous dance down the center.
Under the crosspiece stand two legendary giants, Casillas and Gianluigi Buffon . Of these, Buffon has reason to believe that the run of the drama and romance is poised his way, with 2006 world cup medal already adorning his lapel . But the world cup script can also begin with 2010 and put Casillas in dream boots. But either of these icons will need to crack only once, and the game could be over.
You are favoured to win, Spain, but this Italian side really enjoys doing the unpredictable. Mahilpur knows its soccer but would still be carrying Italians flags: you just can't argue against the poetry of romance.
I guess some of my friends know that I started my career in journalism as a sports commentator and sports correspondent....After a long lay off, I thought I would test how much of what I used to do then is till in me. The result: this preview of the euro-soccer final:
SOCCER SIZZLE/ Euro-preview
ROMANCE KIDS VERSUS REALITY MEN
SPAIN WRITE GOOD SOCCER PROSE BUT ITALY ARE THE ROMANTIC POETS
IT DOESN'T GET ANY BETTER THAN THIS
A FORMER SPORTSCASTER'S PREVIEW
( About half an hour ahead of the kick-off, this is my preview of the Euro final. As a former sports commentator and a genetic soccer enthusiast from Mahilpur, I find my head and heart into a familiar conflict. My heart says it needs be Italy but my head nods sideways. Here is my take .)
The form book is as agonising as toss of a flirt's head, or her "all-is-possible-but-nothing-p
Its reality versus romance. Spain has reality on its side, but Italy can ride romance, something only they and Brazil know how to invoke . These two soccer nations, and to some extent France, can mesmerize us and their opponents with magic, weaving uncanny tapestries and patterns down both flanks, to provide a new surrealistic soccer architecture to an unsuspecting but grateful world.
Spain are tipped to win but Italy remain sentimental favourites and, for me, have a pack of dangerous floaters whose profile is seductively deceptive and destructive . On both sides, there are players who would write the real scrip of destiny but may not find a mention in tomorrow's headlines, For this, do not under estimate mid-field game making Italian Andrea Pirlo and the quiet defense ripper Spaniard,Andres Iniesta. A critical decision on the outcome of the match would be made before the kick-off: where would Italy play Rossi ? If they play safe -- which they may be tempted to if they allow themselves to be overawed by Spain's current form and reputation - then the Spaniards would have much to thank their opponents for. Italy must thrust Rossi as a match winner, rather than a game saver. Italy's best chance lies in this brilliant star being allowed to twinkle his toes, rather than use his sturdy frame as a blockade, which is a formidable asset but not enough to break the destiny code. Italy also must watch Xavi Hernandez, due for a return to form at the right time, and not be misled by his record in the tournament so far. Left free to find a release for his energies in the first fifteen minutes, this genius alone can spell doom for the Garibaldi's romantic gladiators.
Up in the cameos, Sergio Ramos will have to keep his eye clear against thte blinding glare of Mario Balotelli . The Italian striker is famed to possess magic that can melt an ice maiden's heart with his delectable on-field courting with a soccer ball. Spain must talk to the Germans to know how to stop the Italian Renascence artist from writing romantic soccer poetry in front of swooning millions on TV. "Spectacular" is the only word that comes to mind when you think of the way this man likes to reveal his destiny. The goal mouth suddenly turns into a willing maiden when he approaches with his chvalrous dance down the center.
Under the crosspiece stand two legendary giants, Casillas and Gianluigi Buffon . Of these, Buffon has reason to believe that the run of the drama and romance is poised his way, with 2006 world cup medal already adorning his lapel . But the world cup script can also begin with 2010 and put Casillas in dream boots. But either of these icons will need to crack only once, and the game could be over.
You are favoured to win, Spain, but this Italian side really enjoys doing the unpredictable. Mahilpur knows its soccer but would still be carrying Italians flags: you just can't argue against the poetry of romance.
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Newspapers and Houses of God.. Updating
"Newspapers and news channels have only as much to do with news as he Houses of God have to do with God. Don't go to these vendors of truth for the wares they shout. But if you wait long enough, you will be entertained with substitutes that are far more luring than truth. Both work - and succeed - on the premise that nothing bores an average mind more than truth." ..From an old post in my blog
Friday, June 22, 2012
Reflections on Asa di Var
ਕੂੜ ਰਾਜਾ ਕੂੜ ਪਰਜਾ ਕੂੜ ਸਭ ਸੰਸਾਰ / False and Unreal is the king, false the people, false and unreal is play of the juggler seen all this universe
ਕੂੜ ਮੰਡਪ ਕੂੜ ਮਾੜੀ ਕੂੜ ਬੈਸਣਹਾਰ/ Unreal and illusory the palaces,unreal its inhabitant,
ਕੂੜ ਸੋਇਨਾ ਕੂੜ ਰੂਪਾ ਕੂੜ ਪਹਨਨਹਾਰ / Misleading is the reality of gold, ornamanet, and unreal its wearer
ਕੂੜ ਕਾਇਆ ਕੂੜ ਕਪੜ ਕੂੜ ਰੂਪ ਅਪਾਰ / Uneal the seemingly solid world of of matter, unreal its appearance of garment, and the enchantinng beauty of the seemingly real;
ਕੂੜ ਮੀਆਂ ਕੂੜ ਬੀਬੀ ਖਪ ਹੋਇ ਖਾਰ / False and illusory are the husband and wife and their relationship in which they both fritter away life;
ਕੂੜ ਕੂੜੇ ਨੇਹੋ ਲਗਾ ਵਿਸਰਿਆ ਕਰਤਾਰ / Irony of relationships: falsehood and unreal in love with falsehood and unreal
ਕਿਸ ਨਾਲ ਕੀਚੈ ਦੋਸਤੀ ਸਭ ਜਗ ਚਲਣਹਾਰ / Whom shall one befriend when all that one sees is ever slipping and passing away
ਕੂੜ ਮਿਠਾ ਕੂੜ ਮਾਖਿਓ ਕੂੜ ਡੋਬੇ ਪੂਰ / The sweeetness and the honeyed - unreal and sinking
ਨਾਨਕ ਵਖਾਣੇ ਬੇਨਤੀ ਤੁਧ ਬਾਝ ਕੂੜੋ ਕੂੜ : Nanak humbly observes and prays: all except the abidiing truth of this cosmos ( some call it God and others call it the cosmic physical and metaphysical reality) - false, O, false!!
The vision of Nanak is not merely ritualistic submission to the idea of a physically real God; the vision is more in tune with the findings of modenrn science including the uncertainty principle and the findings of the quantum theory in which the location and the velocity of objects are impossible to determine. The use fhte word "false and unreal" by Guru Nanak does not mean that the world is a myth and reality lies somewhere else standing out in the shape of a figurehead God. God himself is another name for enerrgy and laws. Nanak was too subtle to fall into the fallacy of God as an idol. Time and again, he subtly refers to God as the " truth as it exists in the form of shifting patterns in a kaliedscope in which no one pattern is permanenent" ; so how can one fall in love with any one pattern or form when one knows its soon going to shift? Nanak's definition of religion is the recognition of the reality of these shiftng patttern as the "will of the universe" -- and not just recognitin but acceptance of this reality of impermanence of patterns and forms. . Elsewhere, Gurbani urges us to accept the shifting nature of seemingly permamennt images in life as "the sweet law" (Tera bhaana meetha laage) Ancient Hindu wisdom as also the crux of Chiinese philosophy, with both of which Nanak was familiar, had underlinesd the same thouht: "The multiplicity of things is a mirage produced by the distrubance of Mind; when the Mind is quieted -- or settles into peace -- the multiplicity of things disappears." Says physicist Frtjof Capra:" Our tendency to divide the perceieved world into individual and separate things and to experience ourselves as sepaparated egos comes from our categorising mentality."
We know today that of hundreds of particles are being created artificially in collision processes and living only for an extremely short time, far less than a millionth of a second ( Sabh jag chalan haar) In Budhism also, things do not have any meaning except as intercoonection of their mutual relations :" Things derive their being and nature as a set of relations; they are nothing in themselves."
Says the Gita: " At the end of the Night of Time, all things return to my nature; and when the new day of time begins, I bring them into light and shape again." ( Shades of multiples big bangs or the theory of the universe as expanding -contracting of the palpitating heart) It is quite another thing that that the ritualists and fanatics among the Hindus have reduced even Krishan to a mere idol whereas in the Gita, the voice of Krishan is like Cosmos speaking about itself to itelf by splitting itself into two illusory patterns: Krishan and Arjun.
Nanak's thought rhymes with the findings of science, especially the quantum theory in which " particles ( or say human beings or other forms of life) are no more than 'probabibility pattterns, interconnections in an inseparable cosmic web
. .. a continuous dance of energy in which no one posture can be treated as a permanent or frozen image.
In sub-atomic physics, various forms of matter are nothing but unstable and inconcrete processes which keep changing. Any one form in its definite and frozen state is thus not real but illusory. The only reality is the permanence of Law -- which various religions describe as "His Will" , Raza, Hukam (Order in the sense of a system of Laws -- Hukami hovan akaaar -- all that comes into being does so under the force of an Order or Supreme Law." That Law itself pronounces the supremacy of constant change, impermanence of any given stage, dynamism and shifting of patterns, life-and-death interplay also being only a reflection of this dynamism of reality.Gurbani says: "Na koi mare, na aave jaave." (No one dies, neither is there any comin and going from life.") It is in this context that Gurbani and other scriptures urge us to calmly and wisely accept death as something as natural as life itself, one no more a cause for grief than the other is a cause for exultation.)
I think the problem here is one of language and its misunderstanding at some places and deliberate minsinteretation by fanatical ritualists at others. And matter is nothing but energy taking different shapes; the same energy permeates every particle. Says Gurbani: Ghat ghat main har jeo basse, Santan kahio pukaar" The saints have been crying aloud that only one and the same energy inhabits each and every particle."
To my mother, the word 'saint' meant a mind that can comprehend reality and therefore be at peace with it. (The note is based on the discussions I used to have with my mother on religion; she did not know anything about science or its principles but her interpretations were always in tune with them. To her, Gurbani and eligions in general were an attempt of the human mind to make sense of this universe and its laws in order to be able to accept them with mental calm and poise. ( THIS NOTE IS WRITTEN IN A HURRY UNDER PRESSURE OF TIME, ME HAVING TO RUSH TO MEET AN APPOINTMENT. ERRORS, WHICH MUST BE MANY, MAY PLEASE BE FORGIVEN. I WILL COME BACK AND TRY TO CORRECT THEM)
(The views expressed here naturally represent only one way of looking at the universe and I make no claims that this is correct or the only way )
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