Posts Tagged ‘Sufi’
Banaam-e-Haidar By Muhammad Samie
November 23rd, 2018, posted in POEtRY.., Sufism
Vocals, Lyrics & Composition: Muhammad Samie
Music: J Ali
Soul Speaks Production | Nabeel Nawaz Films | Zero Records
Harmonium: J Ali | Dholak: Irfan Ali | Tabla: Zain Ali
Guitars: Musa Raza | Drums: Awais
Cinematography & DOP: Zaid Safdar
Art Director: Jahangir Akhtar
Post: Nabeel Nawaz Films
Director: Nabeel Nawaz
Within the scale of traditional qawwali genre, the rhythmic contemporary expression of emotions towards “Shehanshah-e-Wilaayat” is presented as a fusion that is intensely colourful despite being grayscale. – Samie
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LYRICS:
Chumday wali saare khaak oday dar di
Duniya jamm jamm na’a oda japdi
Saahwaan ‘ch wassay saaday ism-e-qalandar
Sadaa ay eho buss Ali day malang di
Tujhi se Maula meri lao lagi ha
Tujhi se Maula meri saans bandhi ha
Tera tasawwur dil ki khushi ha
Tera hi zikar ab khafi-o-jali hai
Ali na ik da .. Ali saare jagg da
Jamme’ya koi na misl-e-Ali Buss
Ali Ali Buss Ali Ali Buss
Ali Ali Buss Ali Ali Buss
[Chorus Repetition]
Khotay dilaan de naal sajday nai sajjday
Phairi ja tasbiyaan, kar lakkh sajday
Milna naee’oo Rabb na hi Nabi (SAWW) milna
Jay naee’oo dil wich ishq-e-Ali Buss
Ali Ali Bus Ali Ali Buss
Ali Ali Bus Ali Ali Buss
[Chorus Repetition]
Shajra tera Maula shajra Muhammad (SAWW)
Chann hain toon aftaab Muhammad (SAWW)
Lehmo ka lehmi jissmoka jismi
Tu hi ha safi-o-wasi-e-Muhammad (SAWW)
Kehnda ay Samie aj khol k dil eho
Laggi ay hikk uttay mohr-e-Ali Buss
Ali Ali Bus Ali Ali Buss
Ali Ali Bus Ali Ali Buss
Rees nahi Maula Ali di kidray
Ravay ga charcha gali gali Buss
Ali Ali Bus Ali Ali Buss
Ali Ali Bus Ali Ali Buss
Milna naee’oo Rabb na hi Nabi (SAWW) milna
Jay naee’oo dil wich ishq-e-Ali Buss
Ali Ali Bus Ali Ali Buss
Ali Ali Bus Ali Ali Buss
[Chorus Repetition]
Junaid Baghdadi and Behlool Dana – The Wise Fool Of Baghdad
July 7th, 2017, posted in ChARACtERs, MESSAGEs, POEPLes, Scarface'S DIARY, STORiES, SufismBehlool simulated madness, though he was not mad. Junaid Baghdadi a scholar and Sufi of repute, knew him very well. One day as they met, Junaid Baghdadi requested him to give him some counsel and admonition.
“You do not need any advice. You are a well known scholar,” Behlool said.
But Junaid Baghdadi insisted. Behlool gave in and said: “Well, I shall ask you three questions. If you answer them correctly, you will be advised.”
And then he proceeded to ask: “Do you know how to talk?” “Do you know how to eat?” “Do you know how to sleep?”
Junaid Baghdadi found these simple. He said: “I know how to talk. I talk with a low voice, politely and to the point, so that the listeners are not at all offended. I eat after having washed my hands, say Bismillah before I commence, and chew the food properly. When I finish, I thank Allah (SWT). Before I go to sleep, I do my Wudu (Ablution) and retire to a clean bed. Then I bear witness to my faith and sleep.”
Behlool stood up and started walking away. He said: “I thought you were quite learned. You do not know the most elementary things of Islam.” But Junaid Baghdadi would not let him go. “Please guide me,” he enjoined.
“Well,” Behlool said, “It is no use talking softly if it is a lie, remembering Allah (SWT) before eating has no meaning if the food you eat is forbidden or usurped or that the food has been bought from the money of an orphan, a widow or a fellowman. And what is the use of sleeping with Wudu (Ablution) and all the recitations if your heart is full of malice, jealousy and enmity towards your brother in faith? He who sleeps with a clean heart sleeps a religious man. Do you understand? These are the principles. The rest are all secondary virtues.“
Bahlool And Graveyards
June 23rd, 2017, posted in ChARACtERs, MESSAGEs, POEPLes, STORiES, SufismBahlool liked to visit the graveyards. “People here are good friends“, he used to say, “They do not backbite.”
Once, he sat in a corner of a graveyard and with a long heavy stick started probing some of the old skulls which lay scattered about. Abbasid Caliph Haroon Al-Rashid passed by, and saw him said: O Bahlool, what are you doing?
Oh nothing very important, said Bahlool. I am just trying to find out whether the skulls belong to Caliphs or paupers. They are all the same.
And what is the stick for, Abbasid Caliph Haroon Al-Rashid asked.
Well, I am measuring the earth, Bahlool replied.
Measuring the earth? What are your findings? Abbasid Caliph Haroon Al-Rashid joked !!
It is equal and the same, O Caliph !! Bahlool retorted. Three arm lengths for me, in spite of my poverty and three arm lengths for you, in spite your pomp and wealth.
Bohlool Sits On Abbasid Caliph Haroon Al-Rashids Throne
June 2nd, 2017, posted in ChARACtERs, MESSAGEs, POEPLes, STORiES, Sufism
One day Bohlool arrived at Abbasid Caliph Haroon Al-Rashid‘s palace and saw that the throne was empty. There was no one to stop him, so he unhesitatingly and fearlessly went and sat in Abbasid Caliph Haroon Al-Rashid‘s place. When the court slaves saw this, they immediately started whipping him and took him off the throne. Bohlool started crying.
Abbasid Caliph Harun Al-Rashid came and saw this; he asked those nearby why Bohlool was crying. A slave told him the whole story. Abbasid Caliph Haroon Al-Rashid scolded them and tried to cheer Bohlool up.
Bohlool said he was not crying at his condition, but at Haroon Al-Rashid’s condition. “I sat on the seat of Caliphate wrongfully for a few seconds and received such a beating and endured such misfortune; but you have been sitting on this throne all your life !! What troubles you must receive, yet you still don’t fear the consequence.”