Rung by Hadiqa Kiyani, Kalaam-e-Ameer Khusro (Coke Studio)

Laali merey laal ki
(The red hue of my darling love)

jit dekhun tit laal
(Wherever I look, all I see is red)

Laali dekhan men gayi
(I went to gaze upon that red hue)

main to ho gayi ap hi laal
(And myself turned totally red)

jis ki chunar rung diyo
(Whosoever's veil you dyed)

so dhan dhan wa key bhaag
(Happy was their fortune)

aaj rung hai ree maan rung hai ree
(Today there is colour, Mother! there is colour)

merey mehboob k ghar rung hai ree
(At my sweetheart's home, there is colour)

rung hai ree maan rung hai ree
(There is colour, Mother! there is colour)

morey khwaja k ghar rung hai ree
(At my khwaja's home, there is colour)

sab sakhiyan men chunar more maeli
(Among all the girlfriends, my veil is dirty)

dekh hansen nar naari
(Look! how men and women laugh to see)

ab k bahar chunar mori rung dey
(When spring comes this year, please dye my veil)

rakh ley laaj hamari
(Preserve my honor)

aaj rung hai ree maan rung hai ree
(Today there is color, Mother! there is color)

des bades men dhundi phiri hun
(I have wandered, seeking , from land to land)

tora rung man bhaiyo Nizam-ud-din Auliya
(Yours is the hue that has smitten my heart, O Khwaja Nizamuddin)

Nizam uddin Auliya, alauddin auliya
(O khwaja Nizam uddin, O Alauddin, 'Sabir')

Alauddin auliya, Farid uddin auliya
(O Alauddin 'Sabir', O Farid uddin 'Ganj-i-Shakar')

Farid uddin auliya, Shah Qutb uddin auliya
(O Farid uddin 'Ganj-i-Shakar', O Qutb uddin 'Kaki')

 Shah Qutb uddin auliya, Mueen uddin auliya
(O Qutb uddin 'Kaki', O Mueen uddin Chishti)

Mueen uddin auliya, merey data piya auliya
(O Mueen uddin Chishti, O my dear Data 'Ganj Bakhsh')

merey data piya auliya
(O my dear Data 'Ganj Bkahsh')

main jab dekhun, tab sung hai
(Whenever I look, he is with me)

ree maan, rung hai ree
(Mother! there is colour)

Khusro rain sohaag ki
(Khusrau, the wedding night...)

jaagi pi k sung
(I spent awake with my beloved)

tan mora man preetam ka
(My body and my beloved's soul)

dono aik hi rung
(Colour of both became one)

aey maati k deewaro
(O lamps of clay)

jo suniyo mori baat
(If you listen to what I say)

aaj Khwaja ghar rung hai
(Today there is color at my Khwaja's home)

tum jagiyo saari raat
(So stay awake, gleaming, all the night)

aiso rung aur naheen dekhun kahin bhi main to
(Such a 'color' I have never seen anywhere else)

mujhey apney hi rung men rung ley Khwaja jee
(Dye me in your own hue, Khwaja!)

 mohey rung basanti rung dey Khwaja jee
(Dye me the mustard-yellow of spring, Khwaja jee)

mujhey apney hi rung men rung ley Khwaja jee
(Dye me in your own hue, Khwaja!)

jo tu maangey rung ki rangayi
(If you ask a fee for the dying)

mora joban girwi rakh ley Khwaja jee
(Accept my budding youth as pledge, Khwaja)

Psychology of Knowing

                                                                                                        
I was sitting on my seat in point and waiting for driver to come and start driving so i could get myself free from the scorching feeling of the hot and humid weather by the entrance of fresh air inside the Bus. The point was full and jam packed with mostly the girls and few boys with lots of hustle and bustle.

When the Bus finally started its journey for the other end of the city to reach University, she came towards me by pushing some girls back who were standing in the middle. Like always, she had a paper in her hand which she was distributing and so executed towards me as well. I took the paper from her hand, looked at the questionnaire, read the outlines and then returned the paper to her.

She held it back and gazed me, I simply smiled and what I always do, just told her that I don't want to fill the questionnairre. She wasn't happy with my answer at all but didn't say a single word just gave me an odd look and turned to move towards other girls when I asked a question she would never have had experienced.

I called her by excusing and when she turned back and saw me, I said.

"This questionnairre says that you aim to analyze the attitudes and behaviors thus psychology, am I right?"

She nodded and so I continued.

"Tell me can you analyze the Psychology of God?"

She was stunned for a moment surprised for the second moment and then finally was frowned. This is what I got from her expressions.

"What are you asking to me?"

"I have asked a question that meant lot for me, if you dunno wanna answer then you can refuse." I replied.

"Obviously I can't analyze the Psychology of God, nobody can." That is what she replied in a surprising tone like she haven't considered my question as a QUESTION.

"Then you can't analyze mine as well." I smiled.

She again got puzzled for a moment by thinking on what I just said and then she went horrible but I was still saying.

"How you can claim that you aim to analyze the psychology of a human being when you can't analyze the psychology of God. How would you analyze creation if you are unable to analyze the Creator?"

She was speechless but altogether was so arrogant with her expressions.

"What rubbish are you talking? If you don't want to fill the questionnairre then do not but never ever try to tremble my faith."

"This is the part of the faith that I am telling you, if you think little about it you would understand. This is about psychology of Love and GOD is LOVE. All forms of Love that we see, feel and experience come from God, the only source Who created this Universe and all His creation with Love, and therefore without knowing and analyzing Him one can't know and analyze His creations."

This time she couldn't answer me or she didn't want to.

"Knowing God is as simple as recognizing the colors and smiles, hearing laughters, smelling enchanted perfumes, and to taste the food you eat. One needs to understand himself by knowing the God, and to know the God by knowing himself. Its like a two way process on a one way road. You know the God if you know yourself, and you know yourself if you know the God. And once you know yourself and the God, you are free and capable to know everything that exists in this Universe."

She again gazed me with an odd look but said nothing.

"That's why I asked you the question." I smiled and went quiet.

She went away in a moment and now I know one thing very well.

She would never offer me a questionnairre again.

Thermodynamics of Love

I Love You and that is the biggest truth of my life, but the other side of the truth is that I am not like you or either you are not like me. If I am a shouting child, you are a calm elder; if I am a sensible teacher, you are a poor learner; if I am the center of the earth, you are the height of the sky; if I am the lava of a volcano, you are the cooling of a waterfall; if I am the desert sand, you are the first droplet of the rain I wait; if I am boiling water, you are the ice cube; if I am a burning fire, you are the waving sea; and if I am scorching summer, you are the shivering winter.

You often don't fulfill my expectations neither I do as you expect; I hurt you often intentionally or unintentionally, and you hurt me unintentionally; I am unable to approach your feelings and you are unable to understand my thoughts; I do not see world and life as you do; even then, I love you more than anything anyone in my life.

I do scold you, I bring my anger out at you, I do not care for your emotions and feelings when it comes to fire inside me, I give you pain, and as a result expect you to be as reactive as I am, as angry as I am, as fierce as I am but I wonder you would ever do what I want, I don't know. You never went horrible as I am often; you never went angry as I am often; you never reacted as I do often, and so I always thought of you as a senseless surface and hard like diamond.

I wanted to melt you and wanted you to be as angry on me as I am on you at times, but thought as would never be succeeded. Then one day I knew what it was all about and why you are just opposite nature.

Love is not a simple phenomenon, it is rather quite scientifically complicated and follows some rules in a quite strange manner. And one of that principle rules is the rule of thermodynamics; it says that the loss and gain of heat always remains constant, thus as the principle element fire, whatever I bring out as anger, intensity and temperature, you being very opposite in nature take it in and absorb it to increase the temperature inside, but that remains so low to the cold inside you, and thus doesn't lose itself but becomes the part of your inner self as heat and passion of my love that surges inside you. Likewise, when you senselessly react in a cold, careless but loving manner, you transfer that cooling inside me and the fire of mine inside is so intense that the temperature decreases but not to much extent, the coolness, the soothing sense doesn't go in vain but becomes the part of my self as the peace and harmony of your love.

So, whatever I want, I perhaps can not get it soon but slowly and gradually, you and me will come at equal and balanced level, whatever heat I will lose you will gain that, and whatever coolness you will lose, I will gain that; and thus I will see myself in you and you will see yourself in me; I will react in a calm way like you and you will love me intensely like me; I will face challenges with peace like you, and you will bear the pain like me; I will get your harmony and you will have my passion.

So, the day will come when I will become You and You will become I, no discrimination will remain and we will Unite and will be called none other than 'One'. I wait for the day; the day of resurrection.

Do not forget him , Waheed is alive

23rd November is the death anniversary of legendary legend of Pakistani silver screen, Waheed Murad, who is still known and remembered for his unique style, charming personality and unforgettable performances, and who still lives in our hearts through his work.

I am just sharing a beautiful song "Tum wohi ho lo tumhen aj bata detey hain" from his movie "Devar Bhabhi".

Mandh Waai (Shah Lateef)

Wo Allah

(Oh God)

Manndho peandey moon

(Drinking the wine of Gnosis)

Saajan sahi suneeato

(The beloved I perceived)

Toon habeeb

(You are the friend)

Toon tabeeb

(You are the physician)

Toon hi dardan ji dawa

(Only You are the remedy of pain)

Janiba muhinji jeea men aazara ja anwa

(Dearest! In my being are thousands of afflictions)

Sahib dey shifa meeyaan marizan khey

(O Lord, pray heal the sick and afflicted)

Allaha “Abdul Latif” chae

(O God, Abdul Latif says)

Bhit jo ghoto Latif says

(Latif, the darling of Bhit Shah, says)

Toon hi aaheen toon

(There is none but You)

Saajan sahi suneeato

(The beloved I perceived)

Ji Lateef

(O good Latif)

O Lateef

(O Lateef)

Challa sindhari wasai Lateef

(May the land of Sindh remain prosperous, Latif)

Bhalo Miyaan Allah

(Good Master Allah)

Aey merey meherbaan!

Law of Conservation of Love

It can be stated in three different forms as:

"Love can neither be created nor be destroyed, although it can be transformed from one state to another, one place to another, one position to another, and one person to another."

OR

"Love is neither be created nor be destroyed by anything because everything in the Universe is being created from Love, and thus it contributes to glorify the Love, and so, Love has to remain constant."

OR

"No matter how much hatred, violence, and intolerance spreads around, the total potential of Love and beauty, peace and prosperity will always remain constant."