Saturday, October 12, 2013

Yeh Lucknow Ki Sarzamin

Chaudhavin Ka Chand

Cast: Guru Dutt, Johny Walker, Minu Mumtaz, Rehman, Uma Devi, Waheeda Rehman
Music Director: Ravi
Director: M Sadiq
Producer: Guru Dutt Films
Lyrics: Shakeel Badayuni
Year: 1960


Yeh Lucknow Ki Sar Zamin Lyrics

ye laknau ki sar-zameen ...
ye laknau ki sar-zameen -5
ye rang-roop ka chaman
ye husn-o-ishq ka vatan
yahi to vo muqaam hai
jahaan avadh ki shaam hai
javaan-javaan haseen-haseen
ye laknau ki sar-zameen -2

shabaab-o-sher ka ye ghar
ye ahl-e-ilm ka nagar
hai manzilon ki god mein
yahaan har ek rah-guzar
ye shahar laaladaar hai
yahaan dilon mein pyaar hai
jidhar nazar uthaaiye
bahaar hi bahaar hai
kali-kali hai naazaneen
ye laknau ki sar-zameen -2

yahaan ki sab ravaayaten
adab ki shaahakaar hain
ameer ahl-e-dil yahaan
gareeb jaan-nisaar hain
har ek shaak par yahaan
hain bulbulon ki chah-chahen
gali-gali mein zindagi
kadam-kadam pe kah-kahen
har ik nazaara hai dilnasheen
ye laknau ki sar-zameen
ye laknau ki sar-zameen ...

nibhaayi apani aan bhi
badhaayi dil ki shaan bhi
hain aise maharabaan bhi

www.dishant.com/lyrics/Hindi-song-Yeh-Lucknow-Ki-Sar-Zami...

These are old blogs that were textless I am adding a bit for posterity..

I was born at my maternal grand father Daroga Nabban Sabs home at Pata Nala Imliwali Gali close to Kankar Kua..my grandmother Nazni Begum took care of us as Nabban Sab had died .. and his immediate family he had two wives had crossed over the border ..
I came to Bombay it was so called when I was 1 year old.. have lived in Mumbai since than..I lost my root in Lucknow ,, and grew new roots here ..my wife is a Lucknow born nee Qazilbash one of the oldest migrant familes from Iran.. with their complete Shajrah..

Our marriage was solemnized by Reverend Kalbe Abid Saab it has stood the test of time ,, my alcoholism and what not.. I have been sober for over 17 years ..but photography and the internet became greater intoxication s..I feel..I tried cutting the wires but they wont snap easily unless .. I pass away ..

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The Canon Users In My Family

I let the camera be a part of Marziya and Nerjis my grand daughters ,,, I pushed it down their cosmic soul... but I kept it a million miles away from my third grand child Zinnia Fatima ..wife was tired of this photography virus bug at home ,,

But today Zinnia who will be 2 years on 13 October 2013 .. knows the camera and shoots pictures that astonish me and among the three will stand pose for me , she is totally bonkers about the camera ..how this happened I dont know ,,, she is more stylish and pretends she is me while shooting pictures ,,if I give her the camera ,, Marziya is the Pro.. Nerjis shoots as a matter of fact .. but Zinnia is wait and watch..

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Photographic State Of Inertia



living in
a glass
aquarium
just a few
random
water
changes
thorough
out the
years
no she
wont be
part of it
you hear
her priorities
first shooting
what she has
to shoot is
very clear
she wont
stagnate
get her
soul politicized
she wont
shed crocodile
tears she is
the grand daughter
of change the
revolt of a new
tomorrow
just two years
holding the
camera with
the strap
round her neck
she makes hope
on the viewfinder
of her pristine
soul reappear
she wont be
pushed around
taken for a ride
she is durgas
spear .. depth
of field angle
of focus no circle
of confusion
no smirk
no sneer
photography
to her is the
only religion
that promotes
peace brotherhood
she holds dear
she is awakening
of a new dawn
blood of my blood
soul of my soul
the vermilion
on her forehead
of maheshwari
jatkar malushte
their blessings
over here ..
what vision
it is inborn
accelerated
timeless talent
nurtured by her
peers ...

nerjis asif shakir
knows the names
of all the fishes
like music she
plays photography
by sounds that
fall on her ears

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Photographic State Of Inertia



living in
a glass
aquarium
just a few
random
water
changes
thorough
out the
years
no she
wont be
part of it
you hear
her priorities
first shooting
what she has
to shoot is
very clear
she wont
stagnate
get her
soul politicized
she wont
shed crocodile
tears she is
the grand daughter
of change the
revolt of a new
tomorrow
just two years
holding the
camera with
the strap
round her neck
she makes hope
on the viewfinder
of her pristine
soul reappear
she wont be
pushed around
taken for a ride
she is durgas
spear .. depth
of field angle
of focus no circle
of confusion
no smirk
no sneer
photography
to her is the
only religion
that promotes
peace brotherhood
she holds dear
she is awakening
of a new dawn
blood of my blood
soul of my soul
the vermilion
on her forehead
of maheshwari
jatkar malushte
their blessings
over here ..
what vision
it is inborn
accelerated
timeless talent
nurtured by her
peers ...

nerjis asif shakir
knows the names
of all the fishes
like music she
plays photography
by sounds that
fall on her ears

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Kurla Ke Patangwale

manjhe
neele
peele
kale
patang
ke dhage
ke alawa
gardan kat
dale ,,
patang
har color
style size
customer
hindu
shaukin
makar sankranti
pe udanewale
musalman
karigar patang
bananewale
patangbazi
bhaichara
dil hai hindustani
ke dono paigam
pahunchanewale
ab uttar pradesh
main kyo do kaum
ko apas main ladanewale
gharon ko ag laganewale
bacchon ko ma bap se
alag karanewale
desh drohi danga karanewale
aur neta ghar baithe TV pe
maza dekhnewale ,,,
kala dhanda gore log
jane pehchane aur
kuch baharwale
gundon ki bhad
khanewale ..

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Why Do People Go Mad..


where
when
why
did he
flip his lid
i am sure
he was ok
as a kid ..
was it
shame
or some
old memory
or perhaps
he thought
i was mad too
mindless
embodied
there was
something
telepathically
from me he
hid .. was it
a woman
problem
was she
being
screwed
by another man
god forbid
a soundless
silence
he could
not rid
a speck
of insane
emotion
on the grid
his garrulous
hair covered
his eyelid
his head
beaten
battered
madness
of a human
pyramid
is this
what she
did.. pawned
mortgaged
overused
a dream
depleted
deleted
acrid

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