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« on: January 23, 2011, 07:02:41 AM »
TITTLI SING. 
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« on: January 23, 2011, 02:02:55 AM »
Milkha Singh can be described as one of the most extraordinary athletes of our times. Milkha Singh was a genius and a genius is never trained. Without any formal training, without any financial reward and without any emotional support (he lost his parents during Partition and he had only an elder brother and a sister to look for help) Milkha Singh took on the greatest athletes of his time and proved himself as good if not better. The burst of speed with which he broke the previous Olympic Games record of 5.9 seconds in 400 meters is now a part of folk lore in Punjab. The fairy tale is repeated as part of Punjab's rich heritage. Milkha is no less popular than Pele in Brazil and Maradona in Argentina. Generation after generation in India will remember fondly his exploits with which he set the tracks ablaze whenever and wherever he ran. Rarely has it happened in the Olympic history when so many athletes went on to break the greatest race of his time, this he had to, since he had to, since he had on blocks with him world's greatest athletes of his time. Who would have dared to challenge their might, expect Milkha, who though respected them yet never feared them. He simply ran-SUPERB.
In the first heat in the Rome Olympics in 190 Milkha Singh clocked 47.6 seconds to finish second. In the second round heat Milkha cut off a few second to finish second to Karl Kaufman of Germany with a timing of 46.5 seconds. In the semifinal Milkha ran shoulder to shoulder with Ottis Davis of the USA to Finnish once again second but he further clipped a few more seconds from his early timing (45.9) .In the final Milkha Singh went off the blocks and took an early lead. Midway he slowed down a bit. This proved his undoing because other athletes went past him. Realising his miscalculation, Mikha drew out every ounce of energy for the final burst but failed to retrieve the lost ground. How fiercely was the race run by runners of such high order can be gauged from the fact that the winner Ottis Davis and Kaufman clocked 44.8 seconds to finish first and second in 400 meters while Mel Spence of South Africa timed 45.5 seconds to finish third. Milkha Singh who actually led the pack was untimely fourth, timing 45.6 seconds, a difference of just 0.1 second from the bronze. Thus upto the final he clocked 47.6, 46.5, 45.9 and 45.6 seconds, clocking a better timing in every outing.
Talking about the race Milkha Singh explained that he found himself running at a reckless speed in the initial stages of the race. Thus he tried to slow down a bit and this proved to be a big error of judgement on his part. Pitted against athletes of such high class only a small error separated the winner from the loser.
Twenty eight years have passed since Milkha hung his spikes yet no athlete has ever gone nearer Milkha's magical timing. He was a product of that time when no facilities existed, no coach available, no reward offered and no job secured, yet armed only with an iron will and the will to draw his own course, Milkha reversed the movement of the wheels of destiny.
Born at Layallpur, now in Pakistan, on October 8, 1935, Milkha Singh shot into limelight during the National Games at Patiala in 1956. Two years later he shattered the 200 and 400 meters record in the National games at Cuttack. The same year he established new records in the 200 and 400 meters in the Asian games at Tokyo. He followed it up with a gold in the Commonwealth Games at Cardiff in 1958. How did he come to be known as the "Flying Sikh"?. Milkha Singh was participating in the Indo-Pak duel meet at Lahore when he outran Asia's most celebrated athlete in the 200 meters, Abdul Khaliq of Pakistan. It was said that Milkha did not run the race but he flew.
Milkha Singh is sad to find that his exploits and achievements have not gone so far to inspire the younger generation. He is critical of the young athletes who aspire to reach the top via short cut and refuse to sweat out in the field. The government offers a number of facilities, there are a number of awards and scholarships, professional colleges offer seats to sportsman, jobs are secured for them, yet sportsmen of high order never emerge. It is the age of mediocrity.
Milkha Singh is, at present, Additional Director of Sports and Youth Programme, Education Department. Married to former international player, Nirmal, he has one son and three daughters. His son, Chiranjeev Milkha Singh, is a top golfer and represented India in the Beijing Asian Games in 1990.
Hardly anyone knows in India why Milkha Singh was so popular in the 1960 Rome Olympics. The moment he would enter the stadium, the people would cheer him most enthusiastically. After all Milkha Singh was not the world's top athlete, no doubt he was among the top runners in the world. Though Rome saw the assembly of top athletes, yet no athlete could draw as much response from the crowd as Milkha Singh.
The real reason for Milkha Singh to be extremely popular among the people was that Milkha Singh had long hair and beard. People in Rome had not seen any athlete with a hair do on his head. They thought the man was a saint. So they wondered how a saint could run so fast. In addition to that none in Rome had any knowledge about Sikhism. The people often came to Milkha Singh and asked why he grew long hair. What is a Sikh, what is Sikhism, they hardly understood anything about the young religion. Milkha Singh enlightened them as much as he could. Yet the people remained as curious as ever.
Besides, Mulkha Singh had embarked on a European tour before landing in Rome. He had won a number of races on route to Rome. Since he had made some of the top athletes lick the dust in a number of competitions, his popularity had spread far and wide even before he reached Rome. In the Olympics too Milkha Singh ran true to his form and ruined the reputation of some of the established stars. Almost all Sikh athletes and sportsmen tied a handkerchief on their hair-do since 'patka' was unknown in those days. Thus Milkha Singh 's different headgear and his athletic exploits made him the darling of the crowd both on and off the track. Milkha Singh himself admits that he was popular because of being a Sikh. The long hair and the bread fascinated the Romans.
Milkha Singh had so much conditioned himself that at any given time and place he could run two races in a day. This superiority of strength had enabled him to win a number of races in the world. However, this superiority did not stand him in good stead at Rome for the simple reason that there was a gap of two days between semifinal and final races. This made Milkha Singh nervous. He felt very dispirited and off-colour. A day before the race Milkha Singh felt disturbed . But at that time a Punjab minister, Mr Umrao Singh, Who was the then president of the All-India Athletics Association,came into his room and took him out for fresh air. This eased the tension a bit and his mind was taken off the competition. The minister took him to some of the wonderful places of the city of Rome and later dropped him at his hotel.
Though Milkha Singh was feeling normal the next day, luck did not help him a bit. While other top athletes got better lanes, Milkha Singh was placed in the fifth. The lot put a German athlete in the first lane, the American in the second, a Pole in the third and South African in the fourth while the second German athlete was placed in the sixth lane. According to Milkha's assessment, the German was the weakest of all the other athletes. Thus being in the fifth lane, Milkha could only see the second German athlete. Thus a weak athlete in front was no advantage.
Therefore, Milkha Singh took off the blocks with a great burst of speed, and managed to lead the pack within 200 metres. But Milkha Singh was running at a dangerously fast speed, so he thought of slowing down a bit. As soon as he checked his speed, in a flash three runners, he failed to erase the deficit of five or six yards in the last 100 meters. Since he found it impossible to catch up with the first two athletes, Milkha Singh tried to outpace South Africa's Melcolm Spence whom he had beaten in the Commonwealth Games. But as ill-luck would have it, Spence got himself into the first two runners and Milkha found himself unable to catch up with. Almost all the first four athletes crossed the line one after another. It was a photo finish. Thus the announcement was held up. When the film was washed and the results were announced, the world of Milkha Singh lay shattered. In sheer despair Milkha Singh took to drinking to drown his disappointment. No matter how hard he tried he failed to remove the scar of defeat from his mind.
Two events stand out clear in the life of Milkha Singh, one the Partition when his parents were butchered, and second the defeat at Rome. Therefore, when an invitation came Milkha Singh's way to run in Pakistan, he was not enthusiastic about it. He hated the place for; he had lost his parents and other relatives in a traumatic experience. However, he was persuaded to run against Asia's best runner, Abdul Khaliq of Pakistan. Khaliq was the best runner that Pakistan had produced and he had a string of victories in the 200 metres in Asia.
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« on: January 23, 2011, 01:59:08 AM »
Do you know who was Jagga Jatt? Here everything about him.
Jagga Jammeya,fazar di baangay
Laudhay vele khed da firay.
Jagga jammeya te milan vadhaiyan
vadda hoke dakay marda.
Jagge mareya Lyllpur daka
taran kharhak gayian.
Jagga was born in 1901 or 1902 in village Burj Singh Wala,teh. Chunnian,distt. Kasur. Jagga's father Makhan Singh passed away when Jagga was only a small child. He grew up under the care of his Chacha Roop Singh and mother Bhagaan.
Makhan Singh and Bhagaan had six children before Jagga was born but nobody of them survived. At last Makhan Singh went to the nearby village Sodhiwala to meet and pay tribute to a saint Sodhi Inder Singh. Sodhi Inder Singh told them to buy a Bakkra (male goat) before the birth and told that it should be touched by the newly born. The Sage Inder Singh also told them to not to name the child with initials of J.
But when the child was born, an uncle of the child insited on naming the child Jagat Singh which was against the directions of the saint. In a few days Bakkra fell ill and died. So in the course 12 Bakkras died and were buried in the backyard. Finally young child survived by the great saint's blessings.
Jagga owned 10 muraba(250 acres of land) so he was not asked to do anything by his chacha and mother. He was grown up as a pampered child. Once he cut a lot of sugar cane from his one uncle and distributed those to his friends. For that, he was given a hard beating by his uncle. Jagga went at night and broke all the Tinds of his uncle's khuh and threw into the well. When this uncle told his shirika to go to the police and report against Jagga, the relatives asked him, "who told you to name him Jagga?" So he realized his mistake.
In village Burj Singh Wala, most families were Muslim Telis but only 17 or 18 families of Sidhu Jatts. Both communities used to live in harmony. When Jagga was in his teen age, he started to go wrestle at akhara (Open Wrestling Ring) with his friend Sohan Teli. Sohan Teli maitained his friendship with Jagga till the last breath of Jagga. Because of Jagga's fondness of wrestling, this is said in a folk song.
Jagge Jatt da jahngiya patt da
killay uttay tangeya reha.
Jagga married Inder Kaur of village Talwandi. They had only a girl child, Gaabbo who is living now at village Vanwala near Lambi in Mukatsar distt. She is believed to be in her 80s now.
During the English rule, all the people of guts and independant nature were watched carefully by the British. Govt's first units of Informers were Patwari, Nambardar,Thanedar and Safedposh. Jagga was of a medium height, wheatish color, sharp features, strong body, trimmed beard and double ringed kunddian muchhan. One day Jagga went to Patwari to get the numbers (farad) of his land. Jagga paid no respect to the Parwari and paid no bribe. Patwari refused to give him the Farad. Jagga gave him the worst beating of his life that he had to give him farad and apologize as well.
In one of the folk songs we hear,
Kachay pulaan te larhaiyan hoiyan
Chhaviyan de ghund murh gaye.
This Kacha Pul was located between Jagga's village Buraj and his in law's village Talwandi. Beharhwala's Nakai used to live at their Bhua's village in Talwandi. These Nakai had some relation with Maharja Ranjit Singh's in-laws and were very notorius for their evils. Nobody could cross the bridge without their permission. One day,when Jagga was going to cross the bridge, one of the Nakai hit his horse with bamboo club (daang) thus horse and Jagga both fell. Though Jagga was alone, Nakais were 5-6 brothers. They had a fierce fight and finally Jagge ne vahni paa lae (gave them a tough beating). Later those Nakais fled the area and settled in Lahore.
Jagga's fame in the area resulted in attracting the ire of the Jaildar of Kal Mokal. Jaildar considered Jagga's braveness to be a challange. He stucked Jagga in a false case and convicted him for 4 years in the jail. When Jagga got released and came back to Buraj, in those days in vill. Bhai Feru a theft incident happened. The inspector of the area was a person named Asgar Ali who was a friend of Jaildar. Both Jaildar and inspector found this theft incident to be another chance to harass Jagga. They called Jagga to apear at the police station but Jagga declined to go. The leading and friendly people of Jagga persuaded him to appear at Police station. Their names were Kehar singh and Mehal Singh of Kawaan village and Dulla Singh of Jajjal village. This Dulla Singh made Jagga his Dharam da Puttar. (In later days this Dulla Singh and his family killed 8 people and were hanged to death).
Jagga agreed to go to the police with them but on the way he disagreed to go as he thought the haughty nature of inspector Asgar Ali. He said his fellows clearly, "If this inspector said something insulting, that will be hard to swallow for me. That's why I'm not going back." From that day Jagga went underground and became a Dacoit. First he snatched a riffle from a police sapoy then another from Atma Singh of Acharke village.
The first decoity by Jagga was at village Ghumiari at some goldsmith's house. Ghumiari vilage is located at the border of Kasur and Lohore distts. Jagga's other companions were Jhanda Singh Nirmal Ke and Thakur Singh Mandeyali. They robbed all the gold from them and lit fire to Vahis(ledgers) which were the loan records of the poor mass. They shared the gold at Jhanda Singh's khuh which was almost 1/2 ser(4 pounds?) for everyone in the group. After that Jagga made his own group. His new members were Banta Singh,his childhood friend Sohna Teli,Lalu Nai (he was Kaana from one eye), Bholu and Bawa. Lalu Nai was an expert in cooking, when all used to sleep at night Lalu Nai was guarding them with riffle.
Jagga used to tell police in advance whatever village he went. "Capture me there or don't vex the innocents" were his words. Once he went to his nanke (maternal grandparents home) at village Ghumman Ke to watch a drama. Even though he had sent an advanced notice to police, no police personnel came all night. Jagga torned all the ledgers of that village's Bania and Shahukars and freeholded the poors from heavy loans.
A woman from village Lakhu ke was his dharam Bhen (baptised sister) who used to serve them food. Jagga gave her countless gold coins. Samelike once Jagga saw an old man with no warm clothes selling carrots in extreme cold,when asked, that oldman had no son or daughter. He gave him plenty of gold.
In those days police would sleep in locked police stations,from the fear of Jagga. Police feared Jagga would decoit them their riffles and other amunition. Inspector Asgar Ali made the two entrances of the station for his protection.
Jagga knew that dacoits don't live long lives.He engaged his daughter to his fellow Kehar Singh Kawan's younger brother Makhan Singh's son Avaar Singh. He made all the arrangements and sent all gold and dowry even before the marriage.
Oneday Jagga decided to go to Sidhupur with his companions. He decided to spend that noon in Malangi's house. He asked his fellow, Lallu Nai to arrange the food. Lallu Nai's village Lakhu Ke was very near from Sidhupur. Lallu Nai called his five brothers in guise to meet him and told them to bring food and sharab with them. Jagga decided to have a few drinks before the meal. Jagga and Banta started drinking while Sohan Teli had to go to meet a friend in the neibouring village and Lallu Nai had to do watching with his brothers. So they didn't drink.
For sometime they enjoyed drinking and talking. Malangi's mother's was in such a happy atmosphere first time in two years. That day Malangi's mother was feeling like Malangi is back in Jagga's disguise. Jagga told the old woman that O mother, Malangi's soul might not be in rest till his revenge is not taken. Today is the day to take care of his complaints. All ate meal happily together, Sohan Teli went to meet his friends. Lallu Nai and his brothers went out for their watchman job with their riffles. Intoxicated with alcohol, both jagga and Banta slept that hot afternoon on a Manja under the Boharh tree in the yard. Suddenly, Lallu Nai and his brothers started to shoot the sleeping and intoxicated Jagga and Banta repeatedly. Sohan Teli came back after hearing the shooting. He was also shot dead from behind by one of Lallu Nai's brother when he started attacking Lallu.
Jagga vaddeya bohrh di chhanve
naun man ret bhij gaee
Purna,
Naiyan ne vadd chhaddeya
Jagga soorma.
With the news of Jagga's death the whole area was under shock and sorrow.Nobody believed Jagga Soorma's death.
As a reward Lallu Nai got ten murabas of land and a Ghorhi from the govt. He was imprisoned later in some other case where he was beaten to death by some prisioners.
Jagga lived for only 29 years of his age. And moreover all his adventures and dacoities happened in a short span of only 3 months.
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« on: January 23, 2011, 01:36:49 AM »
Sat shiri Akal ji,
Well, I want a decent and true reply from all PJ girls out here
My question is.........
WHO WILL WHO PREFER TO MARYY AND WHY:
1.A Sikh boy who wear turban (Sohna Sardaar ) /:)
2.or A Sikh boy who has cutt his hair (Mona munda ) :cooll:
Please give a answer with valid reason
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« on: January 23, 2011, 01:30:22 AM »
ਮੰਤਰਾ ਤੇ ਯੰਤਰਾ ਚ, ਟੂਣਿਆਂ ਤੇ ਤੰਤਰਾ ਚ...
ਕਾਮਨਾ ਕਮੰਤਰਾ ਚ, ਮੋਹ ਨੂੰ ਟਕਾਈ ਨਾਂ,
ਮੰਦਰਾ ਤੇ ਕੰਦਰਾ ਚ, ਯੋਗੀਆਂ ਕਲੰਦਰਾ ਚ..
ਕਾਲਰਾ ਤੇ ਬੰਜਰਾ ਚ, ਰੱਬ ਨੂੰ ਧਿਆਈ ਨਾਂ,
ਸਾਧੂਆਂ ਪਖੰਡੀਆਂ ਚ, ਵਡਿਆਂ ਘਮੰਡੀਆਂ ਚ..
ਵੇਸਵਾ ਤੇ ਰੰਡੀਆਂ ਚ, ਕਦੇ ਚਿਤ ਲਾਈ ਨਾਂ,
ਸੁੰਦਰ ਸੁਨਖੀਆਂ ਚ, ਮਾਇਆ ਦੀਆਂ ਮੱਖੀਆਂ ਚ..
ਉਹਨਾ ਦੀਆਂ ਅੱਖੀਆਂ ਚ, ਅੱਖੀਆਂ ਤੂੰ ਪਾਈ ਨਾਂ,
ਗੁਰੂ ਕਾ ਸਿੰਘ ਸੋਚ ਸੋਚ, ਦਸੇ ਹਾਲ ਪੋਚ ਪੋਚ,
ਮਾਇਆ ਪਿਛੇ ਲਗ ਕਿਤੇ ਸਿੱਖੀ ਭੁੱਲ ਜਾਈ ਨਾਂ
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« on: January 22, 2011, 10:35:00 AM »
kothe te kil mahiya
kothe te kil mahiya
lokan diyan ron akhiyan
sada ronda e dil mahiya (2).
kothe te kaan mahiya
kothe te kaan mahiya
milna te mil a k
nai te khasma nu kha mahiya (2).
chhapri vich amb tarda
chhapri vich amb tarda
yaar di judayi naalon
rab paida ee na karda (2).
maj kille kol beh gayi ae
maj kille kol beh gayi ae
saade walon naah koi naa
gal tere walon reh gayi ae (2).
paani vich jokan ne
paani vich jokan ne
jina piche tu firdi
sadi jutti diyan nokan ne (2)
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« on: January 22, 2011, 10:31:11 AM »
ਏ.ਸੀ. ਬਿਨ੍ਹਾਂ ਬਹਿੰਦੀਆਂ,
ਨਾਂ ਬੱਸਾਂ ਚ’
ਸਵਾਰੀਆਂ..
ਫੇਰ ਕਹਿੰਦੇ ਬਾਬਾ ਸਾਨੂੰ,
ਲੱਗੀਆਂ ਬੀਮਾਰੀਆਂ..||
ਕੰਨਾਂ
ਚ’ ਮੋਬਾਇਲ ਤੇ,
ਅੱਖਾਂ ਟੀ.ਵੀ. ਵਿੱਚ ਵਾੜੀਆਂ..
ਫੇਰ ਕਹਿੰਦੇ ਬਾਬਾ ਸਾਨੂੰ,
ਲੱਗੀਆਂ
ਬੀਮਾਰੀਆਂ..||
ਦਿਨੋਂ-ਦਿਨੀਂ ਘਟੀ ਜਾਣ,
ਪੱਗਾਂ-ਮੁੱਛਾਂ ਅਤੇ ਦਾਹੜੀਆਂ..
"ਮਰਜਾਣੇਂ-ਮਾਨਾਂ"
ਕੌਮਾਂ,
ਲਾਡ ਨੇਂ ਵਿਗਾੜੀਆਂ..
ਫੇਰ ਕਹਿਣਾਂ ਬਾਬਾ ਸਾਨੂੰ,
ਲੱਗੀਆਂ
ਬੀਮਾਰੀਆਂ..||
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« on: January 21, 2011, 10:51:02 AM »
SAT SHRI AKAL JI
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« on: January 21, 2011, 09:12:59 AM »
Chitta Kukkar Banairai teh
Kashni dupattai waaliyai
Mundah sadke tere te
Saari khed lakeera di
Ghaadi ayi tation te
Akh bhijj gayi veeraan di
Pipli diyaan chhawaan ni
Apai hathi doli tor ke
Mah Peh kern duavan ni
Khunda lag gaya thali nu
hatha utai mehndi lag gayi
eik kismat waali nu
Heera lakh sawa lakh da eh
dhiyaan waaliayan da
raab izaatah rakh da eh
Chitta kukkar banairai teh
Kashni dupattai waaliyai
Munda sadke tere teh.
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« on: January 20, 2011, 10:25:25 AM »
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« on: January 20, 2011, 04:51:30 AM »
MADAM: 'main teri jaan kadh devagi' da future tense ki hovega ?
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HITLER: tu hath tan la ke dekh...
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mukki maar ke dand tod du..
BANDARI JEHI :hehe:
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« on: January 20, 2011, 04:46:17 AM »
HITLER to JHANDA Amli.. >> yaar Amliaa.. Kuriya jado BIKE te jandia hundia ne...apne gharwale naal....ya Boyfrnd naal....taan....ohna ne....hath apne gharwale/Bf de kamar te kyun rakheya hunda hai....?????
Amli.... >> Kuri apne BF/Gharwale nu kahndi hundi hai..
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Kanjra..
je mainu Tu suteya.. fer main naal tenu v sutungi....
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« on: January 20, 2011, 04:42:08 AM »
HITLER APNI FARIYAD KARDA A SAI AGEEEEEE
SAI ve sadi fariyad tere tayi...
SAI ve....sohnI JAHI KUDI nal milayi :hug:
SAI ve....ohde te try v lavayi
SAI ve....sade valo propose v tu layi :love:
SAI ve....proposal accept v karayi
SAI ve....cheti cheti setting krayi :kiss:
SAI ve....vichola bn k ghar ayi
SAI ve....ohde te mere ghar deya nu manayi
SAI ve....cheti cheti vaih sada karvayi
SAI ve....viah te sade nal bhangra v payi
SAI ve....
SAI ve....baki asi app handle kr la ge
SAI ve.... :hehe:
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« on: January 20, 2011, 04:33:27 AM »
JATT:-No if no but sirf jatt
Khattri:-Na Topi Na Chhatri Sirf Khattri.
Jain: na cycle na chain sirf jain.
Bihari=na susti na hoshiyari sirf bihari.
Nepali = na dali na mali sirf nepali
Hindhu=na point na bindu sirf Hindhu.
Bahman=na ambb na jaman sirf bahman.
Isai=na dudh na malai sirf isai.
Mulla:-Na Gas Na chulla Sirf Mulla.
Angrej: na paisa na dahej sirf angrej.
Punjabi:-na masala na gheo pun jabi sareyan da Peo
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« on: January 20, 2011, 04:06:53 AM »
These are the four popular tragic romances of the Punjab.
Heer Ranjha is one of the four popular tragic romances of the Punjab. The other three are Mirza Sahiba, Sassi Punnun and Sohni Mahiwal. There are several poetic narrations of the story, the most famous being 'Heer' by Waris Shah written in 1766. It tells the story of the love of Heer and her lover Ranjha. The other poetic narrations were written by Damodar Daas, Mukbaz and Ahmed Gujjar among others.
The invocation at the beginning
(The legends of the Panjab by RC Temple - Introduction by Kartar Singh Duggal published by Rupa and company – Volume two -Page 606 ) Rag Hir Ranjha
“Abbal Naun Allah da lena duja dos Muhammad Miran:
tija naun mat pita da lena , unha da chunga dudh sariran:
Chautha naun an pani da lena , jis khave man banhe dhiran :
Panjman naun Dharti Mata da lena ,:jis par kadam takiman:
Chhewan naun Khwaja Pir da lena,Jhul pilave thande niran :
Satwan naun Guru Gorakhnath de lena , patal puje bhojan :
Athwan naun lalanwale da lena, bande bande de tabaq janjiran
”Translation
Firstly , I take the name of God ;secondly , of the Great Muhammad , the friend (of God):
Thirdly , I takethe name of father and mother , on whose milk my body throve:
Fourthly ,I take the name of bread and water , from eating which my heart is gladdened :
Fifthly I take the name of Mother Earth , on whom I place my feat .
Sixthly , I take the name of Khwaja (Khazir), the Saint , that gives me cold water to drink:
Seventhly , I take the name of Guru Gorakh(Nath)whom I worship with a platter of milk and rice :
Eightly , I take the name of Lalanwala (*1) that breaketh the bonds and the chains of the captives(*2)
Plot summary
Heer Saleti is an extremely beautiful woman, born into a wealthy Jatt family of the Sayyal clan. Ranjha (whose first name is Dheedo; Ranjha is the surname), also a Jatt, is the youngest of four brothers and lives in the village 'Takht Hazara' by the river Chenab. Being his father's favorite son, unlike his brothers who had to toil in the lands, he led a life of ease playing the flute ('Wanjhli'/'Bansuri'). After a quarrel with his brothers over land, Ranjha leaves home. In Waris Shah's version of the epic, it is said that Ranjha left his home because his brothers' wives refused to give him food. Eventually he arrives in Heer's village and falls in love with her. Heer offers Ranjha a job as caretaker of her father's cattle. She becomes mesmerised by the way Ranjha plays his flute and eventually falls in love with him. They meet each other secretly for many years until they are caught by Heer's jealous uncle, Kaido, and her parents Chuchak and Malki. Heer is forced by her family and the local priest or 'mullah' to marry another man called Saida Khera.
Ranjha is heartbroken. He is left to walk the quiet villages on his own until eventually he meets a 'Jogi' (ascetic). After meeting Baba Gorakhnath, the founder of the "Kanphata"(pierced ear) sect of ascetics('Jogis'), at 'Tilla Jogian' (the 'Hill of Ascetics', located 50 miles north of the historic town of Bhera, Sargodha District, Punjab (Pakistan)), Ranjha voluntarily becomes a Jogi, piercing his ears and renouncing the material world. Reciting the name of the Lord, "Alakh Niranjan", on his travels around the Punjab, he eventually finds the village where he is reunited with Heer.
The two return to Heer's village, where Heer's parents agree to their marriage. However, on the wedding day, Heer's jealous uncle Kaido poisons her food so that the wedding will not take place. Hearing this news, Ranjha rushes to aid Heer, but he is too late, as she has already eaten the poison and died. Brokenhearted once again, Ranjha takes the poisoned Laddu (sweet) which Heer has eaten and dies by her side.
Heer and Ranjha are buried in a Punjabi town in Pakistan called Jhang, Punjab. Lovers and others often pay visits to their mausoleum.
Waris Shah's version
It is believed that the story of Heer and Ranjha had a happy ending but Waris Shah gave it the sad ending described above, thereby making it the legendary status it now enjoys. It is argued by Waris Shah in the beginning of his version that the story of Heer and Ranjha has a deeper connotation - the relentless quest of man (humans) for God.
Mirza Sahiba
Story
Mirza-Sahiban, a love-lore is a treasure of Punjabi literature. It is a romantic tragedy. Sahiban was another love-lorn soul. Shayer Pillo raves about her beauty and says," As Sahiban stepped out with a lungi tied around her waist, the nine angels died on seeing her beauty and God started counting his last breath..."
Mirza and Sahiban who were cousins and childhood playmates, fell in love with each other. But when this beauty is about to be wedded forcibly to Tahar Khan by her parents, without any hesitation she sends a taunting message to Mirza, whom she loves, to his village Danabad, through a Brahmin called Kammu.
"You must come and decorate Sahiban’s hand with the marriage henna."
Mirza Khan was the son of Wanjhal Khan, the leader of the Kharal tribe in Danabad, a town in the Jaranwala area of Faisalabad. Sahiba was the daughter of Mahni, the chief of Khewa, a town in Sial Territory in the Jhang district.
This is the time you have to protect your self respect and love, keep your promises, and sacrifice your life for truth. Mirza who was a young full-blooded man, makes Sahiba sit on his horse and rides away with her. But on the way, as he lies under the shade of a tree to rest for a few moments, the people who were following them on horseback with swords in their hands catch up with them.
Sahiba was a virtuous and a beautiful soul who did not desire any bloodshed to mar the one she loved. She did not want her hands drenched in blood instead of henna. She thinks Mirza cannot miss his target, and if he strikes, her brothers would surely die. Before waking up Mirza, Sahiban breaks his arrows so he can't use them. She presumes on seeing her, her brothers would feel sorry and forgive Mirza and take him in their arms. But the brothers attack Mirza and kill him. Sahiban takes a sword and slaughters herself and thus bids farewell to this world.
Innumerable folk songs of Punjab narrate the love tale of Sassi and Punnu. The women sing these songs with great emotion and feeling, as though they are paying homage to Sassi with lighted on her tomb. It is not the tragedy of the lovers. It is the conviction of the heart of the lovers. It is firmly believed that the soil of the Punjab has been blessed. God has blessed these lovers to. Though there love ended in death, death was a blessing in disguise, for this blessing is immortalized.
Waris shah who sings the tale of Heer elevates mortal love to the same pedestal as spiritual love for God saying," When you start the subject of love, first offer your invocation to God". This has always been the custom in Punjab, where mortal love has been immortalized and enshrined as spirit of love.
Just as every society has dual moral values, so does the Punjabi community. Everything is viewed from two angles, one is a close up of morality and the other is a distant perspective. The social, moral convictions on one hand give poison to Heer and on the other make offerings with spiritual convictions at her tomb, where vows are made and blessings sought for redemption from all sufferings and unfulfilled desires.
But the Sassis, Heers, Sohnis and others born on this soil have revolted against these dual moral standards. The folk songs of Punjab still glorify this rebelliousness.
"When the sheet tear, It can be mended with a patch: How can you darn the torn sky? If the husband dies, another one can be found, But how can one live if the lover dies?"
And perhaps it is the courage of the rebellious Punjabi woman, which has also given her a stupendous sense of perspective. Whenever she asks her lover for a gift she says, " Get a shirt made for me of the sky And have it trimmed with the earth"
Mirza was sent to his relatives' house in Khewa to study, where he met Sahiba and they fell in love. Her family opposed the relationship, and instead arranged a marriage with a member of the Chadhar family. To keep them apart, they confined her in the house, but she contacted Mirza through a messenger. He arrived on his horse, Bakki the night before the wedding and secretly carried her away, planning to elope. However, Sahiba's brothers caught up with them the next day and killed Mirza. Sahiba killed herself.
Sassi Punnun is one of the seven popular tragic romances of the Sindh. The other six are Umar Marvi, Momal Rano and Sohni Mahiwal, Laila Chanesar, Sorath Rai Diyach, Noori Jam Tamachi commonly known as Seven Queens of Shah Abdul Latif Bhittai. Sassi Punnun was written by the Sindhi and Sufi poet, Shah Abdul Latif Bhittai in (1689-1752).
Sassi
Sassi was the daughter of the King of Bhambour (it is in Sindh whose ruins can be seen today). Upon Sassi's birth, astrologers predicted that she was a curse for the royal family’s prestige. The Queen ordered that the child be put in a wooden box and thrown in the river Indus. A washerman of the Bhambour village found the wooden box and the child in the box. The washerman believed the child was a blessing from God and took her home. As he had no child of his own, he decided to adopt her.
Punnun
Punnun / Panhu Khan, the son of King Ali Hooth (Hooth, a famous baluchi tribe in Makran (Baluchistan). King Hoot was son of Mir Jalal Khan main Balouch leader and father of Talpur, Rind, Lashari, Hooth, Khosa and Marri people of today) of Kicham (Kech).
Sassi and Punnun meet
When Sassi became a young girl, she was as beautiful as the angels of heaven. Stories of her beauty reached Punnun and he became desperate to meet Sassi. The handsome young Prince of Makran therefore travelled to Bhambour. He sent his clothes to Sassi's father (the washerman) so that he could catch a glimpse of Sassi. When he visited the washerman's house, they fell in love at first sight. Sassi's father was despirited, hoping that Sassi would marry a washerman and no one else. Sassi's father asked Punnun to prove that he was worthy of Sassi by passing the test as a washerman. Punnun agreed to prove his love. While washing, he tore all the clothes as, being a prince, he had never washed any clothes; he thus failed the agreement. But before he returned those clothes, he hid gold coins in the pockets of all the clothes, hoping this would keep the villagers quiet. The trick worked, and Sassi's father agreed to the marriage.
Punnun's brothers
Punnun’s father and brothers are against the his marriage to Sassi, and so, for their father's sake, Punnun's brothers travelled to Bhambhor. First they threatened Punnun but when he didn't relent, they tried more devious methods. Punnun was surprised to see his brothers supporting his marriage and on the first night, they pretendeded to enjoy and participate in the marriage celebrations and forced Punnun to drink different types of wines. When he was intoxicated they carried him on a camel’s back and returned to their hometown of Kicham.
The lovers meet their end
The next morning, when Sassi realized that she was cheated, Sassi became mad with the grief of separation from her lover and ran barefoot towards the town of Kicham. To reach it, she had to cross miles of desert. The journey was full of dangerous hazards, which lead to her demise. Punnun’s name was on Sassi's lips throughout the journey. She was thirsty, there she saw a shepherd coming out of a hut. He gave her some water to drink. Seeing her incredible beauty, dirty thoughts came to his mind, and he tried to force himself on Sassi. Sassi ran away and prayed to God to hide her and then God listen her and she was inside mountains. When Panhu waked then he was himself in Makran he could not stop himself from running back to Bhambhor. On the way he caled out "Sassi, Sassi!" to which the shepherd replied. The shepherd told Panhu the whole story. Then Panhu also asked same prayer and he buried in Mountains like Sassi. The grave still exists in Mountains.
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« on: January 20, 2011, 03:58:20 AM »
Jawaan Baccha Apni Maa Nu Puchhda Hai, "Maa, Main Pagg Kyo Banna? Ki Iss Toh Bina Main SIKH Nahi Haa? Jadd Main Mannda Ki Main Sikh haa Phir eh pagg wali zidd kyo? Sikhi ki pagg ne kamauni hai"..
...Maa kehndi issda jawab main sawere dawaangi...
Baccha savere school layi taiyaar ho kehnda meri UNIFORM DEYO
maa ne keha oh taa main taiyaar nahi kitti.
Bacha kehnda fer main school kive jawaanga.
Maa ne keha "bacche school, uniform ne thoda jaana hai,
dimag tera, padnaa tu, fer eh uniform wali zidd kyo".
Baccha kahnda hai mainu samajh aa gayee hai ki Pagg kyun...Its descipline of Sikhi =D> =D>
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« on: January 20, 2011, 03:55:06 AM »
This dance has originally come from Sandalbar (now in Pakistan), but is now very much a part of Punjab folk heritage. It is a dance of graceful gait, based on specific Jhumar rhythm. The Jhummar is a dance of ecstasy. It is a living testimony of the happiness of men. Any time is Jhummar timee specially during Melas, weddings and other major functions and celebrations. Performed exclusively by men, it is a common feature to see three generations - father, son and grandson - dancing all together. There are three main types of jhummar, each of which has a different mood, and is therefore suited to different occasionally, reason of its predominating mood.
This is also performed in a circle. The dancers dance around a single drummer standing in the center. Dancers circle around the drummer, and keep up a soft, sibilant chorus as they dance.It’s costumes are the same as that of Bhangra. It is danced to the tune of emotional songs. The dance is without acrobatics. The movement of the arms only is considered its main forte. Toes are musically placed in front and backwards and turnings are taken to the right, sometimes the dancers place their one hand below the ribs on the left and gesticulate with the right hand. This dance does not tire out its performers and it is normally danced on moonlit nights in the villages away from the habitation. It is mostly danced by tribal Sikh professional acrobats and has yet not been owned by all Punjabis. The dancers of this dance let-off a sound, “dee dee” in tune with the beat of the dance which adds to its grace. This dance has also been integrated into Bhangra.
We did some minor research on where abouts of Jhumar, as Jhumar seems to have been dissapeared. Guess What we found Phokhar Singh from punjab and his clads are the one who are now promoting in punjab.
Phokhar Singh learnt Jhumar from his uncle and has now started teaching Jhumar to D.A.V college, Jalalabad, Punjab. We wish other colleges also should take Jhumar the way they have adopted Bhangra and Gudda in college teams.
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« on: January 19, 2011, 09:16:12 AM »
SAT SHRI AKAL PUNJABI JANTA............
YAAR MAI EK REQUST KARNI AA..............BAAKI TUSI SAB DAS DEO........
APNA IK FRIEND AA HITLER JATT SHOKI KAALE MAAL DA........MAI LAGDA PJ NU US NU PJ GABRU BANONA CHAEDA AA.............
MERE BENTI AAA ADMIN TE SAB ADMIN AGE KI MERE PYARE VEER HITLER NU JALDI TO JALDI PJ GABRU DI POST DITI JAVE
THNX BAAKI TUHADI MARZI..............BURRRRRRRRRRRRRRHAAAAAAAAAAAA
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« on: January 19, 2011, 05:11:20 AM »
ਮੇਰੇ ਮਾਪਿਆਂ ਨੇ ਦੱਸਿਆ ਨਿਵਾਣ ਵਿੱਚ ਰਹਿਣਾ...
ਸੰਗ ਚੰਗਿਆਂ ਦਾ ਕਰੀ ਕਦੇ ਮਾੜੇ ਕੋ ਨਈ ਬਹਿਣਾ......।।
ਜਦੋ ਪਹੁੰਚੇਗਾ ਬਲੰਦੀਆਂ ਤੇ ਐਨਾ ਯਾਦ ਰੱਖੀਂ...
ਜਿਹੜਾ ਚੜਿਆ ਸਵੇਰੇ ਉਹਨੇ ਸ਼ਾਮਾ ਤੱਕ ਲਹਿਣਾ..।।
ਹੁੰਦੀ ਆਦਮੀ ਕੋ ਗੈਰਤ ਹਮੇਸ਼ਾਂ ਇੱਕ ਗਹਿਣਾ..
ਬਾਹਰ ਛੇੜੀਂ ਨਾ ਕਿਸੇ ਨੂੰ ਘਰੇ ਤੇਰੀਆ ਵੀ ਭੈਣਾ ..।।
ਵਾਗੂੰ ਕੱਪੜੇ ਦੇ ਦੁੱਖ-ਸੁੱਕ ਹੱਸ ਕੇ ਹੰਢਾ ਲਈ....
ਸਾਹ ਫਿਰ ਲਵੀਂ PRINCE ਪਹਿਲਾਂ ਰੱਬ-ਰੱਬ ਕਹਿਣਾ...।।।।
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« on: January 19, 2011, 05:07:31 AM »
"ਤੇਰੇ To ਜਾਨ ਵਾਰ ਦੂ,
ਜਿਹੜਾ TeNu ਹੱਥ ਲਾਊ, ਉਹ ਬੰਦਾ mAr ਦੂ ,
ਜੇ ਤੂੰ ਫਿਰ ਵੀ YaRi ਨਾ ਨਿਭਾਈ,ਤਾਂ ਯਾਦ RakHi ਗੱਡੀ ਤੈਨੂੰ ਵੀ ਚਾੜ Duu...!"
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