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<title><![CDATA[हसरतो के कमल मेरे]]></title>
<link>http://mehhekk.wordpress.com/?p=178</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 07:09:54 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>mehhekk</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[






हसरतो के कमल
आओ आओ सखियों आओ,कुछ र]]></description>
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<p><span>हस</span><span>र</span><span>तो</span><span> </span><span>के</span><span> </span><span>कमल</span></p>
<p><span>आओ</span><span> </span><span>आओ</span><span> </span><span>सखियों</span><span> </span><span>आओ</span><span>,</span><span>कुछ</span><span> </span><span>राज़</span><span> </span><span>बताना</span><span> </span><span>चाहूं</span><span> </span><span>मैं</span><span>  </span><br />
<span></span><span>दिल</span><span> </span><span>की</span><span> </span><span>बगिया</span><span> </span><span>में</span><span> </span><span>अब</span><span> </span><span>के</span><span> ,</span><span>नये</span><span> </span><span>गुल</span><span> </span><span>खिलाना</span><span> </span><span>चाहूं</span><span> </span><span>मैं</span><span>  &#124;</span><br />
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<span></span><span>नींद</span><span> </span><span>में</span><span> </span><span>जब</span><span> </span><span>सोई</span><span> </span><span>हुई</span><span> </span><span>थी</span><span>,</span><span>सपनो</span><span> </span><span>में</span><span> </span><span>खोई</span><span> </span><span>हुई</span><span> </span><span>थी</span><span>  </span><br />
<span></span><span>कोई</span><span> </span><span>अजनबी</span><span> </span><span>दबे</span><span> </span><span>पाव</span><span> </span><span>आया</span><span>,</span><span>उलझी</span><span> </span><span>ल</span><span>टो</span><span> </span><span>को</span><span> </span><span>सुलझाया</span><span>  </span><br />
<span></span><span>उसके</span><span> </span><span>लबों</span><span> </span><span>की</span><span> </span><span>पंखुड़ियों</span><span> </span><span>को</span><span>,</span><span>हौले</span><span> </span><span>मुझ</span><span> </span><span>पर</span><span> </span><span>बरसया</span><span>  </span><br />
<span></span><span>गुलाबी</span><span> </span><span>निशानियाँ</span><span> </span><span>रात</span><span> </span><span>की</span><span>,</span><span>सुबह</span><span> </span><span>गालों</span><span> </span><span>पर</span><span> </span><span>पा</span><span>उ</span><span> </span><span>मैं</span><span>  &#124;</span><br />
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<span>  </span><span>आओ</span><span> </span><span>आओ</span><span> </span><span>सखियों</span><span> </span><span>आओ</span><span>,</span><span>कुछ</span><span> </span><span>राज़</span><span> </span><span>बताना</span><span> </span><span>चाहूं</span><span> </span><span>मैं</span><span>  </span><br />
<span></span><span>दिल</span><span> </span><span>की</span><span> </span><span>बगिया</span><span> </span><span>में</span><span> </span><span>अब</span><span> </span><span>के</span><span> ,</span><span>नये</span><span> </span><span>गुल</span><span> </span><span>खिलाना</span><span> </span><span>चाहूं</span><span> </span><span>मैं</span><span>  &#124;</span><br />
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<span>  </span><span>वही</span><span> </span><span>है</span><span> </span><span>जिसको</span><span> </span><span>खोज</span><span> </span><span>रही</span><span> </span><span>थी</span><span>,</span><span>जिसके</span><span> </span><span>लिए</span><span> </span><span>सोच</span><span> </span><span>रही</span><span> </span><span>थी</span><span>  </span><br />
<span></span><span>कही</span><span> </span><span>दूर</span><span> </span><span>न</span><span> </span><span>था</span><span> </span><span>वो <span>मुझ</span><span> </span><span>से</span></span><span>,</span><span>उसको</span><span> </span><span>अपने</span><span> </span><span>दिल</span><span> </span><span>में</span><span> </span><span>ही</span><span> </span><span>पाया</span><span>  </span><br />
<span></span><span>हस</span><span>र</span><span>तॉ</span><span> </span><span>के</span><span> </span><span>कमल</span><span> <span>पर </span></span><span>मेरे</span><span>,</span><span>प्यार</span><span> </span><span>की</span><span> </span><span>दव</span><span> </span><span>बूंदे</span><span> </span><span>सजाया</span><span>  </span><br />
<span></span><span>मोहोब्बत</span><span> </span><span> <span>के </span></span><span>मंदिर</span><span> </span><span>में</span><span> </span><span>उसके</span><span>,</span><span>खुद</span><span> </span><span>को</span><span> </span><span>अर्पण</span><span> </span><span>कर</span><span> </span><span>आ</span><span>उ</span><span> </span><span>मैं</span><span>  &#124;</span><br />
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<span>  </span><span>आओ</span><span> </span><span>आओ</span><span> </span><span>सखियों</span><span> </span><span>आओ</span><span>,</span><span>कुछ</span><span> </span><span>राज़</span><span> </span><span>बताना</span><span> </span><span>चाहूं</span><span> </span><span>मैं</span><span>  </span><br />
<span></span><span>दिल</span><span> </span><span>की</span><span> </span><span>बगिया</span><span> </span><span>में</span><span> </span><span>अब</span><span> </span><span>के</span><span> ,</span><span>नये</span><span> </span><span>गुल</span><span> </span><span>खिलाना</span><span> </span><span>चाहूं</span><span> </span><span>मैं</span><span>  &#124;</span></p>
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<title><![CDATA[सोलहवा सावन ]]></title>
<link>http://mehhekk.wordpress.com/2007/12/10/%e0%a4%b8%e0%a5%8b%e0%a4%b2%e0%a4%b9%e0%a4%b5%e0%a4%be-%e0%a4%b8%e0%a4%be%e0%a4%b5%e0%a4%a8/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 08:21:52 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>mehhekk</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[सोलहवा सावन
रिमझिम खनकती बूँदे , जब आं]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>सोलहवा सावन</p>
<p>रिमझिम खनकती बूँदे , जब आंगन में आती है<br />
उन भीगे लम्हो को , संग अपने लाती है &#124;</p>
<p>बचपन की लांघ दहलीज़ , फूलों में कदम रखा था<br />
चाँद को देखकर , खुद ही शरमाना सीखा था &#124;</p>
<p>सखियों से अकसर ,दिल के राज़ छुपाते<br />
कभी किसी पल में ,वींनकारण ही इतराते &#124;</p>
<p>बारिश में यूही , घंटो भीगते चले जाते<br />
सखियो जैसे हम भी , इंद्रधनु को पाना चाहते &#124;</p>
<p>सावन के वो झूले , हम आज भी नही भूले<br />
उपर उपर जाता मन , चाहता आसमान छूले &#124;</p>
<p>भीग के जब तनमन , गीला गीला होता था<br />
पिहु मिलन का सपना, नयनो में खिलता था &#124;</p>
<p>आज भी बारिश की बूँदे, हमे जब छू लेती है<br />
सोलहवा सावन आने का.पैगाम थमा देती है &#124;</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Sakhiya Cheliya---Sakhi]]></title>
<link>http://telugupaata.wordpress.com/2006/10/13/sakhiya-cheliya-sakhi/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 13 Oct 2006 12:41:14 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>vamsidhars</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[sakhiya..cheliya   kougili  kougili kougili cheli pannu
sakhiya..cheliya   nee vompe sompe tonikina ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>sakhiya..cheliya   kougili  kougili kougili cheli pannu<br />
sakhiya..cheliya   nee vompe sompe tonikina toli pannu</p>
<p>pachandaname pachadaname toli toli valape pachadaname<br />
pachika navvula pachadaname edaku sambandham chelime</p>
<p>pachandaname pachadaname<br />
edige parusam pachadaname<br />
nee chiru navvu pachadaname<br />
edaku sambandham chelime..<br />
edaku sambandham chelime..</p>
<p>kaliki chilakamma erra mukku<br />
erramukkule pilla vaakku<br />
puvve puusina erraroja puutha gulabi pasi padam<br />
erra nee rupam udike kopam<br />
erra nee rupam udike kopam<br />
sandhyavarna mantralu vinte errani pante padamante...<br />
kanchanaala jirugu pacha...<br />
kondabanthi goranka pacha..<br />
pacha pacha.... pachaa</p>
<p>masake padithe marakatha varnam<br />
andam chandam aligina varnam..</p>
<p>sakhiya..cheliya   kougili  kougili kougili cheli pannu<br />
sakhiya..cheliya   nee vompe sompe tonikina toli pannu</p>
<p>alale leni saagara varnam<br />
muyile leni ambara varnam..<br />
mayura galamey varnam<br />
gummadi puvvu tholi varnam<br />
uudapu rekkala pai varnam<br />
enno cherenee kanne gaganam..<br />
nanne chere ee kanne bhuvanam..</p>
<p>ratri nalupe rangu nalupe<br />
vaana kalam mottam nalupe<br />
kaki rekkalo kaaru nalupe<br />
kanne kaatuka kallu nalupe<br />
visigi paade koila nalupe<br />
neelambarala kunthala nalupe<br />
neelambarala kunthala nalupe</p>
<p>sakhiya..cheliya   kougili  kougili kougili cheli pannu<br />
sakhiya..cheliya   nee vompe sompe tonikina toli pannu</p>
<p>tellani telupe eda telipe<br />
vaanalu kadigina tuvi telupe..</p>
<p>tellani telupe eda telipe<br />
vaanalu kadigina tuvi telupe..</p>
<p>irukanu papala kada telupe<br />
unna manasu telipe<br />
uduku manasu telipe<br />
uduku manasu telipe</p>
<p>                              <a href="http://vamsidhars.org">- Vamsidhar</a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Hello World...]]></title>
<link>http://adkt.wordpress.com/?p=40</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 01:27:01 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Andhi Kusdrianto</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[[Halo.. om, tante, semua...  Kenalin ya? Namaku Nadine Clearesta Sakhi Kusdrianto. Aku sebenarnya su]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font color="#808080"><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/andhi.k/Family/photo#5164036267613442642" title="Nadine Clearesta Sakhi Kusdrianto" target="_blank"><img src="http://lh4.google.com/andhi.k/R6pXoApVUlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/POl0jSzkROA/CIMG0039.JPG?imgmax=512" alt="Nadine" align="left" height="240" width="320" /></a></font><font color="#808080">[Halo.. om, tante, semua...  Kenalin ya? Namaku <i><b>Nadine Clearesta Sakhi Kusdrianto</b></i>. Aku sebenarnya sudah lahir dari pelut mama Bulan Januali kemarin. Papaku baru sekalang sempet nampilin fotoku ini. Habis papa sibuk gendong aku seh... ]</font></p>
<p>Salam dan mohon doanya ya... Maaf baru sempat nulis lagi. Seperti yang "dibisikkan "putri saya, saya lebih seneng gendong dia dari pada ngerjain yang lain. Pengen nge-upload foto-fotonya Nadine neh. Di mana enaknya ya? Banyak soalnya neh.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Sodi Paatshaah...]]></title>
<link>http://puneetkaur.wordpress.com/2007/05/15/sodi-paatshaah/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2007 17:56:00 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>puneetkaur</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[This is a small attempt to share a sakhi of Guru Ram Das Ji… It is translated from a beautiful boo]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_owY8rfxTVcY/RkoMb76_QCI/AAAAAAAAABU/x-DYtc-3LFQ/s1600-h/scan0011.jpg"><img style="float:right;cursor:pointer;margin:0 0 10px 10px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_owY8rfxTVcY/RkoMb76_QCI/AAAAAAAAABU/x-DYtc-3LFQ/s320/scan0011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>This is a small attempt to share a sakhi of Guru Ram Das Ji… It is translated from a beautiful book in gurmukhi, authored by Gyani Amar Singh Ji. While reading the sakhi in gurmukhi, I felt as though a beautiful picture was being painted before my eyes… Gurmukhi or the Guru’s language is so full of warmth that one is transferred to that period… what I have obviously failed to describe [in my own words] or even translate is, to write about Guru Sahib…. And how I forget that am just a mortal…</span>
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<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span>During the time period of Guru Amar Das Ji, the city of Govindwal was flourishing. Sangat would come especially to do Guru Ji’s darshan. During this time, Bhai Jetha Ji (who later became Guru Ram Das Ji) , came to Baasarke, to live with his maternal grandparents.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span>Bhai Jetha Ji was born in 1534 in Lahore to Mata Daya Kaur &#38; Hardas Ji. However his parents passed away while he was very young. He then came to stay with his maternal grandparents at Basarke. When he heard about Govindwal &#38; the praises of Guru Amar Das Ji, he left Basarke and came to stay in Govindwal.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span>Just before Bhai Jetha Ji left for Govindwal, a very significant incident took place that changed the course of his life.</span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span><span></span>His Naniji had bestowed on him the responsibility of selling ‘ghungreeyaa’ (boiled grains). One day as he left home to sell ‘ghungreeyaa’ , he met some holy men on the way. They asked him for ‘ghungreeyaa’ as they were very hungry. Bhai Jetha Ji sat down and offered them a handful of the same, thinking they will be satisfied with that. However, the holy men were not satisfied and asked him for more. Bhai Jetha Ji was so selfless &#38; humble that he gave all the ghungreeyaa he had to the holy men.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span>Bhai Jetha Ji’s Naniji had given him the grains in the morning, thinking he would bring home some earning. When he returned home, Naniji asked him how much he had earned, to which Bhai Jetha Ji replied “<span style="color:rgb(204, 0, 0);">Kuch vi nahi</span>”. He narrated the entire incident to her but she couldn’t believe him. Bhai Jetha Ji was very hurt with Naniji’s words &#38; so he left for Govindwal.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span>On reaching Govindwal too, he made a living by selling ‘ghungreeyaa’. As Lahore was easily accessible from Govindwal, many travelers en-route to Lahore would pass by Govindwal. Bhai Jetha Ji was very happy here to see the sangat. The sound of kirtan from the Guru’s Darbar filled his heart with happiness &#38; peace. Twice a day he would pay respects at the Guru’s Darbar, while he sold ‘ghungreeyaa’ in the day. It is believed that when Bhai Jetha Ji called out to passers by, “<span style="color:rgb(204, 0, 0);">Ghungreeyaa leh lo</span>”, in his sweet, melodious voice, they would stop by just to listen to him.</span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span>Guru Arjan Dev Ji Maharaj recited this Shabad remembering Guru Ram Das Ji :</span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span>“ <span style="color:rgb(204, 0, 0);font-weight:bold;">Jaisa Satgur Sunidaa Taiso Hee Mein Deeth</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(204, 0, 0);font-weight:bold;">  Vichoreyaa Mele Prabhu Har Dargeh Kaa Baseeth</span><br /> <span style="color:rgb(204, 0, 0);font-weight:bold;">Har Naamo Mantra Driyaaedaa Katte Haume Rog</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(204, 0, 0);font-weight:bold;">  Nanak Satgur Tinna Milaaya Jinna Dhure Paeya Sanjog</span> ”</span></p>
<p><span>Guru Amar Das Ji had two daughters; Bibi Dani Ji &#38; Bibi Bhani Ji. Bibi Dani Ji was married while Bibi Bhani Ji was to get married. Guru Sahib jaare jaarn sann. He would sit quietly engrossed in the thoughts of Akaal Purakh. However his wife, Bibi Bhani Ji’s mother was very concerned about her daughter’s future.</span>
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<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span>One day while Bhai Jetha Ji was passing by the Guru Darbar and calling out “<span style="color:rgb(204, 0, 0);">Ghungreeyaa leh lo</span>”, Bibi Dani Ji’s mother asked Guru Sahib that their daughter was of marriageable age &#38; they must find a suitable match for her. Guru Sahib Ji, jaaree jaarn sann. He asked Mata Ji, “<span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 153);">Kidda ko larkaa horaa chaheeda hai?</span>” Mata Ji had seen Bhai Jetha Ji a few times selling ‘ghungreeyaa’. However today she looked at him with much love &#38; admiration. Bhai Jetha Ji had such noor &#38; bakshish on his face that Mata Ji<span>  </span>couldn’t help admiring him. She told Guru Sahib, “<span style="color:rgb(255, 153, 0);">Jidda ko munda ghungreeyaa vechar vaala hai, eho jeha hi koyi hove, taa theek hai.</span>”</span></p>
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<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span>On hearing this Guru Amar Das Ji laughed and said, “<span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 153);">Bholeeye! Eho jehaa taa kudrat ne eho hee paida kitaa hai, hor kitho hovega?</span>” Mata Ji was taken aback with Guru Sahib’s words. She said “<span style="color:rgb(255, 153, 0);">Maharaj! Mera matlab hai ki edda koh munda hovey.</span>”</span></p>
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<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span>Guru Sahib again said, “<span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 153);">Oh bholeeye! hun kyu bharam karni hai? Iss jehaa eho hi hai.</span>” Mata Ji became apprehensive now thinking, how could Guru Sahib give his daughter’s hand to Bhai Jetha Ji!</span></p>
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<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span>Guru Amar Das Ji sent a sewak to call Bhai Jetha Ji. On arriving at the Guru’s darbar, Bhai Jetha Ji kept the basket of ghungreeyaa on the floor, bowed before Guru Ji and sat down. Gyani Amar Singh Ji[the writer of this sakhi], wonders there was a time when Bhai Jetha Ji did Guru Amar Das Ji’s darshan from a distance and today Guru Sahib gave him the opportunity to do his darshan so closely. With his head bowed in humility, Bhai Jetha Ji asked “<span style="color:rgb(204, 0, 0);">Ji Satguru Ji, iss nimaare layee ki hukkam hai?</span>” </span></p>
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<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span>Guru Sahib replied, “ <span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 153);">Saada taa koyee hukkam nahi, par iss teri mata ji nu tere naal kam pai gaya si.</span>” Guru Ji then looked at Mata Ji and asked, “<span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 153);">Ki salaah hai? Iss vargaa taa eho jeha hi hai.</span>” Mata Ji replied “<span style="color:rgb(255, 153, 0);">Aap maalak ho, jivey theek samjhde ho, uve hi theek hai. Mein tuhaadi hukkam-adoolee dee aviggyaa nahi kar sakdi, na mein tuhadeeyaa door-darshi gallaa bare koyi andaaza hi laa sakdi haa, iss layi aap theek hi aakh rahe hovoge.</span>”</span></p>
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<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span>After listening to Mata Ji’s words, Guru Amar Das Ji asked Bhai Jetha Ji about his family &#38; where he lived. Bhai Jetha Ji with utmost humility and respect answered all questions of Guru Sahib, and kept on repeating, “<span style="color:rgb(204, 0, 0);">Paatshah! Mein ta yateem haa, gareeb haa, nitaara haa, par tuhade aasre te ithe Govindwal vich hi jeewan-nirbaah kar reha haa.</span>”</span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-align:justify;"><span><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><!--[endif]-->Nimaareyaa de maarn, nitaareyaa de taarn, nioteyaa di oat, niaasreyaa de aasre, nigatteyaa di gatt, nipatteyaa di patt, te nidhiniyaa di dhir baran wale Guru Amar Das Ji , smiled after listening to Bhai Jetha Ji and said, “<span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 153);"> Assaa tera yateempura khatam kar dera hai, tennu apnaa puttar barah lehraa hai.</span>”  Wahegurooo....wahegurooo...</span></p>
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