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News Khabran / NYTimes: Kabbadi, a Punjabi Sport, Finds a Home in Queens
« on: September 20, 2010, 10:55:12 AM »
New York vich kabaddi tournament hoya si, te New York Times (one of the biggest newspapers in the world) ne ohde ottey article shapeya.

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An international tournament for kabbadi, a sport that combines elements of wrestling and rugby, was held in Cunningham Park, Queens.


From Afar, a New Kind of Rough-and-Tumble

Published: September 19, 2010
By MICK MEENAN
Article Link

The shirtless men circled and lunged at each other under the bright sun as the crowds watched, rapt, from the sidelines. One combatant, his head lowered like a bull ready to gore, chose an opponent to tag, only to suddenly find himself trapped in an upside-down bear hug and being shaken like a stubborn ketchup bottle as a referee’s whistle blasted.

England had just been awarded a point over Canada West.

Successive waves of immigrants have woven ethnic sports like hurling, bocce and cricket into the New York fabric. On Sunday, Cunningham Park in Queens became an arena for kabbadi, a traditional Punjabi competition, which perhaps could be thought of as a combination of rugby and wrestling — without the ball and the protective gear — with a helping of the old New York street game ringalevio thrown in.

The rules are simple enough, but winning a kabbadi match is tricky — and often painful. The eight-member teams on Sunday fielded four raiders and four stoppers inside a big circle 140 feet in diameter bisected midway by a white line.

The raiders invade their enemies’ half of the field and try to make it back home safely. Stoppers relish the opportunity to corner and pummel the interlopers.

As the defending teams linked forearms and formed a protective semicircle, single raiders crossed the line between two orange sandbags spaced about 10 feet apart. The raider must be able to touch a stopper and escape between the sandbags to earn his team a point within 30 seconds.

Incursions by raiders rarely went unpunished on Sunday.

In the first match, between England and Canada West, a raider typically crossed into enemy territory only to be lured deeper into danger.

As traditional double-headed snare drums, known as dhols, sounded a martial beat, it was easy to imagine the game’s originating in war, but an organizer of Sunday’s event traced the roots of kabbadi to more benign beginnings in the Punjab, a region that straddles Pakistan and northwest India.

“In the rainy season, in the villages, 4 or 10 people or whatever get together to have fun after the crops are in when they have time on their hands,” said Lehmber Singh Kang, an official with the England team. “It is a game you start playing as a little child.”

One spectator, Pawan Singh, 18, of Long Island City, Queens, explained that “you can do anything to stop them — grab them, jump him, slam him.”

“The skinny guys use their legs to whip them out and knock him down,” Mr. Singh said.

There was nothing skinny, however, about the men who took the field for Sunday’s opening matches. (Women played in a later match.) The men were barefoot and in shorts, their well-muscled torsos shaved and glistening with oil that flashed brute power as well as the ability to slip from an opponent’s grasp.

Grapplers separated amicably enough following most stops, with hearty slaps on the back. Other times, the referees needed to intervene and end vicious swirls of face slapping, shoving and snarling on the center line.

The fearsome stopper for the England team, a native Indian who now lives in Gravesend, England, wore his hair in a sharp Mohawk and his dark black beard cleaved with deep lines.

In the victors’ tent, after his team’s triumph in the first match, he sheepishly waved off questions with a shy smile. The team’s assistant manager, Steve Basi, 33, identified him only as Tao.

“He doesn’t speak English too well,” Mr. Basi said. “He doesn’t need a last name. And he’s done his job so far.”

Hundreds of spectators crowded the bleachers or stood to watch the nine-match tournament pitting teams from as far away as Australia against athletes from Canada and the United States.

“Where Punjabi people go, kabbadi follows,” Mr. Singh Kang said.

The crowd seemed subdued — at least compared with fans of American sports — and there was little shouting or cheering. Typically, many devotees are Sikhs, and the crowd on Sunday included many men with beards and traditional turbans. Women sat in separate bleachers, many under umbrellas as shields against the sunny heat.

Yet in keeping with the sport’s international appeal, Sunday’s competitors also included a London team of white blond women and an Australian crew with two African-American men from California, one of whom described himself as a mercenary of sorts.

That man, Larry Johnson, 32, a muscular 205-pound former college wrestler who stood just shy of 6 feet, said with a chuckle: “Why I’m here? It’s not just recreational. I got kids, and Los Angeles is a long way from here.”

Mr. Johnson, a real estate agent, said that he had been introduced to kabbadi by Indian-American classmates at Dickinson State University in North Dakota and that he stood to win $2,500 by turning in a good performance.

England and Canada West met again in the final, which England won.

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Pics / How to sit in Delhi Metro Train
« on: September 20, 2010, 09:54:39 AM »
eda bandi gal, evei loki kharhe rende


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Religous Videos / Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan - Sanson Ki Mala Pe
« on: September 16, 2010, 02:31:44 PM »
Sanson Ki Mala- Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan


lyrics:
Quote
sanson ki mala pe simroon main pee ka naam
sanson ki mala pe simroon main pee ka naam
apne munn ki main jaanoon aur pee ke munn ki Raam

ek ka sajan mandir mein ek ka preetam masjid mein
aur mein sanson ki mala pe simroon main pee ka naam

papeehay oh papeehay tu yeh kiyoon aanso bahaata hai
zubaan pe teri pee pee kis liyeh reh reh ke aata hai

sadaye dard o gham kiyoon ddardmandoon ko sunata hai
jo khudhi jal raha hoon aur kiyoon us ko jalaata hai

kaatoon tori choonch paheeha raam daroon pe loon
mein pee ki aur pee mora tu pee kahay hai kaun

her qismat ke haath hein kiss bandhan ki laaj
mein ne tou munn likh diya sawarya ke naam

mein pee ki morat ko poojoon, mein pee ki suurat ko poojon
her dam... sanson ki mala pe simruuN main pee ka naam

pe ke naam kahoon mein pujari naam pee ka
her saans mein wari simroon mein pee ka naam

sanson ki mala pe simruuN main pee ka naam
hum aur nahi ke chupwan ke matware pee ke naam ke

sajni baati kab likhoon jo preetam ho pardes
tan mein mun mein piya basay bhejon kisay sandes mein

her her mein hai her basay, her her ko hai her ki aas
her ko her her dhoond phiri, aur her hai more paas

deen dharam sub choor ke mein to pee ki dhun mein sud bud khoyi
chit jaaon gun pee ke gaaon aur nahi koi doja kaam

...

aa piya in nainan mein jo pankh daanp ohe nu
na mein dekhon ghair ko na tohay dekhan doon

preetam hum tum aik hein, jo kehen sunan mein do
hum tum aik hein preetam hum tum aik hein

preetam tumre sung hai apna raaj suhaag
tum naahi to kacho nahi tum mile to jaage bhaag

augan pooja paat tajay aur laga prem ka roug
preetam ka bus dheyan rahay yehi hai apna joob

haath churawat jaat ho, jo nirmil jaan ke mohe
hirde mein se jaawat ho tab mein jaanon tohe

her dam dekho mora peharwa sadarahat more ghar naahi
ander baahir aap wohi hai mein naahen mein naaheen

joganya ka bhes bana ke pee ko dhondan jaaon ree
nagri nagri dwaare dwaare pee ki shabad sunaon ree

taras bikhari jag mein ho ke darshan bhichya paaon ree
tan mun un per waroon pee ki joganya kehlaoon ree

...

preetam ka kuch dosh nahi hai, wo to hai nirdosh
apne aap se baatein ker ke hoo gayi mein badnaam

prem piyala jab se piya hai, jee ka hai yeh haal
deedar pe neend aa jaye kaanton pe aaram

jeevan ka sanghar hai preetam, maang ka hai sandoor
preetam ki nazroon se gir ker jeena hai kiss kaam

sanson ki mala pe simruuN main pee ka naam
preetam ki nazroon se gir ker jeena hai kiss kaam

sanson ki mala pe simroon mein pee ja naam
apne munn ki mein janoon aur pee ke munn ki Raam

saanson ki malaa pe simroon...



Meaning
Quote
The title means: "I pray the name of God on a rosary of breaths." Muslims (like Hindus and many Christians) use a string of beads to keep track of certain prayers. In this song, Nusrat is using each breath as a bead, keeping God on his mind continuously. As the song progresses, he becomes lost in the prayers, and night falls without him noticing the passage of time. Eventually, Nusrat becomes the prayers themselves.



English translation:
Quote
Album - Love and Devotional Songs
Sanson Ki Mala Pe
Duration - 7:13 mins


sanson ki mala pe simruuN main pee ka naam
apne man ki main jaanuuN aur pee ke man ki Raam

(with every breath I take, I chant the name of my beloved
I know of my heart, and God knows of the heart of my beloved)

yahi meri bandagi hai yahi meri pooja

(this is my salutation, this is my prayer)

ek tha sajan mandir mein aur ek tha pritam masjid mein
par main prem ke rang mein aisi doobi ban gaya ek hi roop

(one lover was in the temple, another in the mosque
but to me, submerged in the joy of love, both seemed same)

prem ki maala japte japte aap bani main Shyam

(chanting rosary in the name of my beloved [Shyam]*, I became him)

ham aur nahin kuchu kaam ke
matwaare pee ke naam ke, har dam

( we are worthless except that
we surrender ourselves to the name of our beloved, all the time )

sanson ki mala pe simruuN main pee ka naam

(with every breath I take, I chant the name of my beloved)

pritam ka kuch dosh nahin hai wo to hai nirdosh
apne aap se baatein kar ke ho gayi main badnaam

(my beloved is not be blamed, it is no fault of his
I became infamous only because of  myself )

sanson ki mala pe simruuN main pee ka naam

( with every breath I take, I chant the name of my beloved )

* Shyam - An Indian God, sung and revered by the patrons of love.

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Sports Khelan / How Canadians play (American) Football (CFL)
« on: September 13, 2010, 01:15:10 PM »

Ronald Flemons Fumble vs Lions September 11, 2010

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Lyrics / Babbu Mann song for Miss Pooja - Tere Aashiqa di Line Barhi Lammi
« on: September 13, 2010, 11:54:34 AM »
Babbu Mann singing for Miss Pooja

ਜ਼ਰਾ ਸੋਚ ਕੇ ਸੁਣਾਈਂ ਅੱਜ ਫ਼ੈਂਸਲਾ ਨੀ ਜਿੰਮੇਵਾਰੀ ਬੜੀ ਭ਼ਾਰੀ ਏ
ਤੇਰੇ ਆਸ਼ਿਕਾਂ ਦੀ ਲਾਈਨ ਬੜੀ ਲੰਮੀ ਏ, ਅਖ਼ੀਰ ਵਿੱਚ ਮੇਰੀ ਵਾਰੀ ਏ……

ਡੇਰਿਆਂ ਨੇ ਕੀਤਾ ਸਿੱਖ਼ ਪੰਥ ਕਮਜ਼ੋਰ, ਲੈਂਡ ਕਰੂਜ਼ਰਾਂ ਚ ਘੁੰਮਦੇ ਨੇ ਚੌਰ
ਬੇਨਜ਼ੀਰ ਪਤਾ ਨੀ ਕਾਤੋਂ ਮਾਰ ਤੀ, ਜਿੱਤ ਗਿਆ ਓਬਾਮਾ ਹਾਏ ਖੁਸ਼ ਬੜੇ ਭਾਰਤੀ
ਬੈਠਾ ਤੇਲਗੀ ਨਜ਼ਾਰੇ ਲੈਂਦਾ ਜੇਲ ਚ, ਸਪੋਰਟ ਓਹਨੂੰ ਸਰਕਾਰੀ ਏ
ਤੇਰੇ ਆਸ਼ਿਕਾਂ ਦੀ ਲਾਈਨ ਬੜੀ ਲੰਮੀ ਏ, ਅਖ਼ੀਰ ਵਿੱਚ ਮੇਰੀ ਵਾਰੀ ਏ………

ਮੰਨੋ ਯਾਂ ਨਾ ਮੰਨੋ ਬੁਸ਼ ਵੀ ਏ ਪੰਗੇਬਾਜ਼, ਮਿੰਟਾ ਚ ਫਿਦਾਈਨ ਵੇਖੋ ਢਾਹ ਗਏ ਤਾਜ
ਆਪਣੇ ਹੀ ਕੰਮ ਲੱਗੀ ਹੋਈ ਐ ਅਲਕਾਇਦਾ, ਪਤਾ ਨਹੀ ਨੁਕਸਾਨ ਹੈ ਯਾਂ ਹੈ ਫਾਇਦਾ
ਆਜੋ ਇਕੱਠੇ ਹੋ ਕੇ ਦੇਸ਼ ਲਈ ਲੜੀਏ, ਸੰਕਟ ਸਾਡੇ ਉੱਤੇ ਭਾਰੀ ਏ
ਤੇਰੇ ਆਸ਼ਿਕਾਂ ਦੀ ਲਾਈਨ ਬੜੀ ਲੰਮੀ ਏ, ਅਖ਼ੀਰ ਵਿੱਚ ਮੇਰੀ ਵਾਰੀ ਏ……….

ਉੰਝ ਮੇਰੇ ਹੱਥਾਂ ਦੀਆਂ ਲਾਇਨਾਂ ਵੀ ਨੇ ਲੰਮੀਆਂ, ਰੇਲ ਦੀਆਂ ਲਾਇਨਾਂ ਵਾਂਗ ਸਾਰੀਆਂ ਨਿਕੰਮੀਆਂ
ਪੈਸੇ ਲੈ ਕੇ ਅੱਜ ਕੱਲ ਚੌਕੇ ਛੱਕੇ ਵੱਜਦੇ, ਰੋਟੀ ਨਾਲ ਨਹੀ ਨੇਤਾ ਚਾਰੇ ਨਾਲ ਰੱਜਦੇ
ਬਿਨ ਸਬ਼ੂਤ ਸਿੰਘ ਫਾਂਸੀ ਉੱਤੇ ਚਾੜਨੇ, ਸਰਕਾਰ ਦੀ ਏ ਹੁਸ਼ਿਆਰੀ ਏ
ਤੇਰੇ ਆਸ਼ਿਕਾਂ ਦੀ ਲਾਈਨ ਬੜੀ ਲੰਮੀ ਏ, ਅਖ਼ੀਰ ਵਿੱਚ ਮੇਰੀ ਵਾਰੀ ਏ……….

ਮਾਰਦਾ ਨਾ ਬੱਟ ਜਿੱਤ ਜਾਂਦਾ ਬਈ ਜਿਦਾਨ, ਹੁਣਂ ਮੈਨੂੰ ਪਤਾ ਲੱਗਾ ਜੱਟ ਸੀ ਸੱਦਾਮ
ਬੱਚ ਜਾਂਦਾ ਹੁੰਦਾ ਸਲਮਾਨ ਜੇ ਨਾ ਖ਼ਾਨ, ਯਾਰੀ ਪਿੱਛੇ ਸੱਭ ਕੁੱਝ ਵਾਰ ਗਿਆ "ਮਾਨ਼"
ਨੀ ਮੈਂ ਬਾਗ਼ੀ ਤਬ਼ੀਅਤਾਂ ਦਾ ਮਾਲ਼ਕ ਤੇਰੀ ਸੌਚ ਸਰਕਾਰੀ ਏ
ਤੇਰੇ ਆਸ਼ਿਕਾਂ ਦੀ ਲਾਈਨ ਬੜੀ ਲੰਮੀ ਏ, ਅਖ਼ੀਰ ਵਿੱਚ ਮੇਰੀ ਵਾਰੀ ਏ……….

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Lyrics / Raja Baath & Honey Singh - Mauj Baharan (Gurmukhi lyrics)
« on: September 13, 2010, 11:53:03 AM »
ਲਓ ਵੀ ਮਿਤਰੋ ਰਾਜਾ 62 ਤੇ ਹਨੀ ਸਿੰਘ,
ਕੁਛ ਕਹਿਣ ਜਾ ਰੇ ਆ ਧਿਆਨ ਨਾ

ਬੰਦਾ ਜਿਹੜਾ ਭੁਖ ਨੁ ਜਰ ਲੈ,
ਜਦ ਵੀ ਆਵੇ ਦੁੱਖ ਨੁ ਜਰ ਲੈ,
ਵੇਖ ਕਿਸੇ ਦੇ ਸੁਖ ਨੁ ਜਰ ਲੈ,
ਓਹ ਨੀ ਖਾਦਾ ਮਾਰਾ,

ਓਹਦੀਆ ਹਰ ਪਲ ਮੌਝ ਬਹਾਰਾ ,
ਓਹਦੀਆ ਹਰ ਪਲ ਜੀ,

ਹੱਸਣ ਦੀ ਜਿਹਨੂ ਆਦਾਤ ਪਈ ਗਈ,
ਵਰਜਿਸ਼ ਜਿਹਦੇ ਹੱਥੀ ਵਹੀ ਗਈ,
ਹੱਥਾ ਦੇ ਵਿਚ ਮੇਹਨਤ ਰਹੀ ਗਈ,
ਹੱਥਾ ਦੇ ਵਿਚ ਮੇਹਨਤ ਰਹੀ ਗਈ,
ਫਿਰ ਮਗਰ ਕੋਠੀਆ ਕਾਰਾ,

ਓਹਦੀਆ ਹਰ ਪਲ ਮੌਝ ਬਹਾਰਾ ,
ਓਹਦੀਆ ਹਰ ਪਲ ਜੀ ਪਲ ਮੌਝ ਬਹਾਰਾ ,

ਸੋਹਣਾ ਓੱਹ ਜੋ ਸੋਹਣਾ ਸੋਚੇ,
ਹਰ ਬੰਦੇ ਦ ਭਲਾ ਹੀ ਲੋਚੇ,
ਗਾਉ ਗਰਿਬ ਦਾ ਮਾਸ ਨਾ ਨੋਚੇ,
ਫਿਰਰਰਰਰ ਰੱਬ ਵੀ ਲਈ ਦਾ ਸਾਰਾ,

ਓਹਦੀਆ ਹਰ ਪਲ ਮੌਝ ਬਹਾਰਾ ,
ਓਹਦੀਆ ਹਰ ਪਲ ਜੀ ਪਲ ਮੌਝ ਬਹਾਰਾ ,

ਕੋੜੀ ਮਿਠੀ ਸਭ ਦੀ ਸਾਹਿੰਦੇ,
ਸਭ ਨੂ ਪਾਲੀ ਜੀ ਜੀ ਕੇਹਿਦੇ,

ਕੋੜੀ ਮਿਠੀ ਸਭ ਦੀ ਸਾਹਿੰਦੇ,
ਸਭ ਨੂ ਰਾਜੇ ਜੀ ਜੀ ਕੇਹਿਦੇ,
ਪੈਰ ਜਿਹਦੇ ਧਰਤੀ ਤੇ ਰਹਿੰਦੇ ,
ਓੱਹ ਜਿਊਣ ਵਾਗ ਸਰਦਾਰਾ,

ਓਹਦੀਆ ਹਰ ਪਲ ਮੌਝ ਬਹਾਰਾ ,
ਓਹਦੀਆ ਹਰ ਪਲ ਜੀ ਪਲ ਮੌਝ ਬਹਾਰਾ ,

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Lyrics / Bohemia & Gippy Grewal - Sh Sh Sharabi lyrics
« on: September 13, 2010, 11:52:34 AM »
vekhia kuri nu oho vekhda he reh gia
dil fhar munda yarro pare ho k beh gia
dil fhar munda yarro pare ho k beh gia
vekhia kuri nu oho vekhda he reh gia
dil fhar munda yarro pare ho k beh gia
dil fhar munda yarro pare ho k beh gia
dickh dole khanda toor bhuliya navabi
dickh dole khanda toor bhuliya navabi
fahro ne fahro ne munda
fahro ne fahro ne munda ho gia sharabi
fahro ne fahro ne munda ho gia sharabi
fahro ne fahro ne munda ho gia sharabi

it’s the
G_ I_ P_ P_ Y & the B_ O_ H_ E_ M_ I_ A
it’s the
G_ I_ P_ P_ Y & the B_ O_ H_ E_ M_ I_ A

ikhala gallan kari jave
hokhe jahe bhari jave
pityan bina he ohnu loor jahi chari jave
pityan bina he ohnu loor jahi chari jave
ikhala gallan kari jave
hokhe jahe bhari jave
pityan bina he ohnu loor jahi chari jave
pityan bina he ohnu loor jahi chari jave
DAR JIHA LAGE KOE KARE NA KHARABI
fahro ne fahro ne munda
fahro ne fahro ne munda ho gia sharabi
fahro ne fahro ne munda ho gia sharabi
fahro ne fahro ne munda ho gia sharabi
bohemia….
Fahro ne fahro ne munda fihre jive hunda gunda,
police vale khende ehnu jail pa k lado kunda(lock),
vairy edhe khende ehnu shadna ne aj jyunda,
fahro ne fahro ne me sharabi hoea bina pinda,
rap ch ,kihne menu maniya nae,
vae aje mere mukable da jamyia nahi,
galan karke char (4) munde bande star(for honey singh),
ve apa sidha first clas cho bathe five star ch..

Bohemia de nall betha Gippy Garewal betha
kuri nu tikouna buni ishqae da jaal betha
bohemia de nall betha gippy garewal betha
kuri nu tikouna buni ishqae da jaal betha
suniya eh MAAN(jaigdev maan) ve eh sire da hisabi
suniya eh MAAN(jaigdev maan) ve eh sire da hisabi
fahro ne fahro ne munda
fahro ne fahro ne munda ho gia sharabi
fahro ne fahro ne munda ho gia sharabi
fahro ne fahro ne munda ho gia sharabi

bhangra jia payie jave nale geet gayie jave
kade kade lage jahni hunda oh shudaie jave
kade kade lage jahni hunda oh shudaie jave
bhangra jia payie jave nale geet gayie jave
kade kade lage jahni hunda oh shudaie jave
kade kade lage jahni hunda oh shudaie jave
sohna te sunakha utton gabru punjabi
sohna te sunakha utton gabru punjabi
fahro ne fahro ne munda
fahro ne fahro ne munda ho gia sharabi
fahro ne fahro ne munda ho gia sharabi
fahro ne fahro ne munda ho gia sharabi

it’s the
G_ I_ P_ P_ Y & the B_ O_ H_ E_ M_ I_ A
it’s the
G_ I_ P_ P_ Y & the B_ O_ H_ E_ M_ I_ A
HOAEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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Cars / 24,000 watt Car Sound System
« on: September 13, 2010, 11:48:21 AM »
Watch the magic of 24000 watt sound system

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Shayari / Bulleh Shah Mera Yaar Taan Aisa.. Oh Disda Chaar Chufere…
« on: September 13, 2010, 10:40:39 AM »
Koi Kehnda ‘OH’ Door Vasenda, Koi Kehnda OH rehnda Nede,,
Koi Kehnda ‘OH’ Pathraan De Vich, Koi Kahe Vich Bole Mere,,
Koi Kehnda OH Jungleen Milda, Koi Kahe vich Milda Hanere,,
“BULLE SHAH” mera Yaar Taan Aisa.. Oh Disda Chaar Chufere…

Kade thora,kade bahuta khush ho layi da,
Aaya akh vich hanju luko layi da,
Jehra samjhe begana ohde naal ki yarana,
Jehra Aapna banawe ohda ho layi da…

Asin aapna dukh sukh keh challe,
Teri nagri do pal reh challe,
Eh hanju jo hun tak roke san,
Ajj dard-kahani keh challe,
Saade dil di duniya ujjarh gayi,
Saade ishq munare dheh challe,
Asin kise kinare atke sa,
Ajj chhallan aayian veh challe,
Teri duniya jee ve ji sadke,
Asin jeonde kabri pai challe..

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Shayari / College de Din
« on: September 13, 2010, 10:34:40 AM »
Math da si test te din monday si
aunda ni si khakh pehne dande si
8 yaar rall gaye pakkiya si yaariya
phir bunk laon diya keetiya teeyariya

pind saloh tappe, thaa’n labb geyi
jehri asi bhaalde si shaa’n labb geyi
koi koi jatt othe nakke mod da
khetan wich koi si dakhe tod da

4 ko jaane moter nahaon lagg pe
baki hass hass taawe laon lagg pe
ayea si seyana banda diiti sannu matt c
hasse wich diiti asi mod dove hath si.

babbe ne shakayit jaa thaane laa ti
nahoundeya-e-saar othe raid pwaa ti
dekh aundi police sachii saah sukk gaye
4 jane wicho daude, 4 othe rukk gaye.

line ch khadaa k hoyian si talashiyan
kagaza de sher, fokkiya c badmashiyan.
khaa khaa k kutt rehnde fer hasde
bhulle tan ni +1 de din sachii dasde..

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Shayari / Meri Maa Da Chehra
« on: September 13, 2010, 10:31:08 AM »
Aa aj mein tenu meri maa da chehra vikha devan,
Tu sunna is nu gor nal , jd tk mein muka na devan,
Jra gor nal dekh es chehre nu is vich kae majboorian ne,
Eh jo tu dekh rhi hain , jhoorian nal bhrea chehra hai,
Bas ese vich hi chuppea bachpan mera hai,

Is chehre vich bde bde gam chhip jande ne,
Vekhi kite tu parkhn na lag jaavien ,
Esde jkhm v disde nai , andhr hi ris jande ne,
Menu ya tenu kde pta v nai lagna ,
Eho jehe chere jkhmi hunde hoe hasde dis jande ne,

Mein bhaven ajj aakash vich han,
Isne aje Dhrti nu hi chumea hai.
Mere te es vich bhut bdda frk hai ,
Es kol jindgi di hakeekt te mere kol sirf trk hai,

Es chmkdi dunia vich eh shrma jaandi hai,
par yaad rkhi apne jmane vich har chheez chmkdi hai,
Smein te bdlaw nal hr sheh , murja jandi hai,
mein v kde kde chmkdi dunia vich kho janda han,
par jd sath chd jandian ne sb bijlean ,
udo bas ese de aagosh vich so janda han ,

Dekhi mere dosta eh apna gehna hai,
Es nu apne hathi luta na laveen,
Eh jina purana ho jae chmkda hai,
Preet Lokan di jhoothi chmk vich es nu chhupa na lavin,
Eh chladi rehndi hai nal tere vang parchhaeen gua na lavin,

source: plv blog

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Shayari / Sohna Veer Mera
« on: September 13, 2010, 10:28:42 AM »
ik bhen da apne bhra lai pyar...


Sohna Sohna Veer Meria Akhia Da Noor
Nazar Nah Lag Jaave Hai Oh Mera Garoor
Hai Hamesha Mere Dil De Bahut Kareeb
Par Milan Ton Hai Main Veer Noo Bahut Majboor
Oh Vi Din Si Jadon Asi Ikathe Khelde Si
Kade Ikatia Ne Cricket Khedani Kade Ghar Ghar Ch Rotia Velde Si
Kade Hasde Si Kade Miti De Khidounia Naal Melde Si
Hamesa Ik Doosre Dia Kamlia Shrarta Noo Jhelde Si

Kade Veer Noo Munh Bana Ke Hasouna
Kade Veer Noo Maa Dee Kut Ton Luko Ke Bachouna
Je Veer De Thori Vi Sat Lag Jaani Te
Pahela Mera Hanjooua Noo Akhia Ch Nadi Vaang Vahouna
Rakhari De Din Veer Da Saanu Khijouna
Rakhi Nah Banan Da Natak Karke Saanu Satouna
Tohafe De Tor Te Kade Kade Kanna Dia Vaalia
Te Kade Hatti Vale Ton Gal Dee Gaani Lae Ke Aouna
Kade Kothe Te Saada Ikathe Patang Jhrouna
And Os Da Mere Hath Dor Noo Farouna
Kade Kade Mera Kothe Te Hee Veer Laie Roti Liouna
Te Badle Ch Os Ne Meri Saffie Ch Madad Karouna

Kade School Laie Veer Ne Nah Uthana Te
Main Veer Dia Vaar Vaar Minta Karke Jagouna
School Da Kam Nah Karke Nah Jaan Da Bahana Banouna
Kade Veer Da Rus Jaana Te Mera Pyar Naal Os Noo Manouna
Mera Gusse Ho Ke Veer Noo Parouna
And Veer Ne Pyara Jiha Munh Bana Ke
Mere Kol Apna Saara School Da Kam Karouna
Oh Vi Din Si Veer Da Kade Hasana Te Kade Mainu Hasouna

Bas Ih Ardas Parmatma mere Veer Noo Tathi Vah Nah Lage
Os Noo Kujh Hon Vaare Sochan te Dil Te Peed Jihi Hon Lage
Dunia Bhar Dia Dher Saaria Khushia Milan Veer Noo
Te Mere Veer De Saare Dukh Aa Jaan Mere Hise

Ihi Bhen Dee Vaar Vaar Ardass mere Parmatma
Saada Bhen Bhra Da Pyar Hamesha Bania Rahe
Kise Chandare Dee Saanu Buri Nazar Nah Lage
Bas Saadi Is Tara Hasdia Kheldia Dee Saari Umer Lange
Dukha Da Kaala Parshava Hamesha Talia Rahe

Parmatma Hamesha Apna Mihar Bharia Hath Mere
Chan Varge Sohane Jihe Chote Veer Te Banie Rakhe
Bas Ihi Nimani Jihi Bhen Tere Kol Vaar Vaar
Apne Veer Dia Khushia Ton Ilawa Hor Kujh Nah Mange

SARABJEET KAUR ………………………..

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Pics / Rishtedar te Jebkatre
« on: September 09, 2010, 01:37:41 PM »

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Pics / Meaning of Indian Rupee Symbol
« on: September 09, 2010, 12:41:35 PM »
india ne apne rupaie da nawa logo banaya si, ah lo oda matlab


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Funny Videos / Gandhi 2 in Hollywood
« on: September 07, 2010, 11:32:35 AM »
Gandhi 2

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Funny Videos / y4nky babey da naach gaana
« on: September 03, 2010, 01:23:15 PM »
dekho kine tricks aunde enu

Dancing Merengue Dog

257
Sports Khelan / Best Crazy American Football Play
« on: September 01, 2010, 12:53:55 PM »
crazy football play


It all happened on October 27, 2007 and it is referred to as the "Mississippi Miracle". This match set a record for most laterals on one play during a college football game.


ik hor:
The Play: Cal v Stanfurd (enhanced)

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News Khabran / Video Evidence: Match fixing in Pakistan team
« on: September 01, 2010, 12:43:29 PM »
The News of the World has smashed a multi-million pound cricket match-fixing ring which RIGGED the current Lord's Test between England and Pakistan. The most sensational sporting scandal ever, bowlers Mohammad Amir and Mohammad Asif delivered THREE blatant no-balls to order.

Match Fixing Cricket Lords Test England vs Pakistan

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Sports Khelan / Roger Federer - Trick Shot (Bottle on Head)
« on: August 27, 2010, 12:39:39 PM »
Amazing Roger Federer trickshot on Gillette ad shoot

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Pics / How Indians see the world
« on: August 27, 2010, 11:32:55 AM »

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