Friday, 10 October 2014
Monday, 6 October 2014
Bullay Nu Samjhawan Aaian Bheynaan Tay Bharjaiyaan,
Man Lay Bulleya Sada Kena, Chad Day Palla Raaiyan
Aal Nabi Ullad Ali,
Nu Tu Kyun Lee-kaan Laiyaan.
Jeyra Saanoun Syed Saday Dozakh Milay Sazaiyaan.
Jo Koi Saanu Raie Aakhe, Bhisti Peenghaan Paian.
We would discuss, how in the pursuit of his Yar( best friend), he didn't care about his higher caste. We would discuss how Bulleh Shah learned to dance to make his Yar happy, against all conventions and odds (Bulleh nuch ke yar manana ae). We would discuss that spirit that overcame all odds for his love, that danced to the music of love, and that now resided in this very city where that spirit has a following in every group that you can think of. Or, we would discuss the poetry of the great Punjabi poet Kabir, who roamed in the same villages of Punjab and who preached oneness and unity. Who proclaimed as Baba Bulleh Shah proclaimed;
You don't grasp the fact that what is most alive of all is inside your own house;
and you walk from one holy city to the next with a confused look!
Kabir will tell you the truth: go wherever you like, to Calcutta or Tibet;
if you can't find where your soul is hidden,
for you the world will never be real!”
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are -
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.'
And then perhaps, we won't need to fight anymore, or to be hostile towards each other. For we'll be able to relate with each other on a deeper level, a level centuries deep. And with the recognition of that depth would come harmony and peace and serenity, the spirit that a place like Ganda Singh Border truly deserves.