Friday, June 25, 2010


This song by Allan faqir and Muhammad Ali Shehki was released in 1986, and got so much popularity. For many years, it had been watched and listened by every age group. It had some unique poetic features which inspired me even in very young age, I like some very beautiful words:

"Whoever sunk in your Love, what fear he would have with the waves of world?
Say just 'Allah Allah' , Fear just for Allah"

And also i loved "Humma Humma Pyari (Beloved Huma) ", I had habit of singing it whole day although i could not understand the meanings of few lyrics like one just above.

Then one day it happened that i was supposed to think about the meanings of these words.

My younger sister name is Huma and she was just six years old in 1997, she never could hear this song after her birth. One night, when all family members were watching a PTV program, this song was played during the program. She heard it for few moments then Suddenly, when these lines were sung by Allan Faqir (Humma Humma Pyari), she started to look uncomfortable. Everybody noticed it and some of us were being naughty, started singing the same lines again and again.

[Humma Humma Pyari(Beloved Huma) and Humma Humma chal bhayi chal (Lets move on, Huma!)]

She became irresistible and asked in a very annoyed way, "Why is he calling my name again and again, and why all of you are repeating these lines continuously. Does he know who i am? But how could he know me and my name. I never met him."

Everybody laughed on her innocence, i was too not very elder just four years older than her but understood her feelings and reactions.

When she was just near to cry about the whole situation, my elder sister started to explain her, "You know that your name has some unique meanings and therefore they give importance to it. Huma is the name of a bird who sometimes also called as "Bird of Paradise", and who has been described as the bird, when sits on one's head, the person ultimately becomes the most richest man on the earth. So, you should feel pride rather being embarrassed."

"Does this bird really exist?" her question was quite interesting.

My elder sister thought for a moment and then answered, "I am really not confirmed about it, may be and may not be, but the important thing is that your name became quite precious in this sense."

She satisfied but not enough and remained irritated for hearing this song. She is now nineteen and still avoids to listen this song. Even now when i played the song before uploading the video, she looked miserable but i was not interested in her irritation.

From that day, I sometimes think about this term "Huma" and its meanings. It looks that this word is a metaphor and symbolically used to reflect any precious secret of mysticism. Whatever it is, i am not still aware of it and want to know more about it.


  1. Love ur article :)
    who knows this bird exists inside us, hidden inside our soul that makes each one of us so precious and so important for this Universe to work.

    and saying to ourselves 'Humma Humma chal bhayi chal (Lets move on, Huma!)' can perhaps help us explore the world of that precious bird!

  2. Namrah, thanks for coming. Yes, this can possible and I like the reflection you put towards this word.

    Thanks again.

  3. hmm...Dear was the very famous song of my youth...actually...

    What you described about the song is very enlighten too...I like the way you see things...

    Thanks !

  4. Thinking, thank you so much. I learn from each one of you, whatever i can and so this learning helps me a lot when i try to observe various things around me in a different way.

  5. I like Namrah's suggestion: "Who knows this bird exists inside us, hidden inside our soul that makes each one of us so precious and so important for this Universe to work." Interesting to me that lately in searching for deepening balance yet truly alive, I too have discovered a kind of "Bird of Paradise" often similar images appeal to several of us at once here at RR...perchance not just chance? :)

    Also, Urooj, you have similar talent here to Thinking in telling this childhood story. Well-written in that it was compelling and unique in that there was not the usual "happy ending" for the little girl despite the elder sister's wise each of us must deal with our own stories and early experiences somewhat alone despite the same family and attempts to comfort. We are all part of the One Collective Humanity/Ego and yet we are all also in a solitary journey.

  6. Connie, thank you so much for coming and sharing your words. I had been waiting for your beautiful comments on my blog and you returned with a comment, which i just shared with my sister and she supposed to laugh unwillingly. Your comment just brought a happy ending to my post.

    Thank you so much.

  7. I am looking for more posts from you today.

    Meantime, in the program I heard yesterday called The Art of Peace at Speaking of Faith dot org Radio (archived) toward the end, there was a discussion about how vibrations and music are able to help people step beyond most of time and space's limitations and sometimes to heal in ways that are impossible otherwise...

    If you get a chance, go there to the show and tell me what you feel/think about that program and how music/vibrations were discussed....