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I am listening to this today ... Rahat Fateh Khan recently sung a new arrangement of a Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan classic: Afreen Afreen.  Really well done production ... the words are beautiful (see translation of the original song below)



And here is the original:


Lyrics: Javed Akhtar
Original Vocals: Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan
Album: Sangam

Translation of Afreen Afreen

Aisa dekha nahi khoobsurat koi
Jism jaise Ajanta ki muurat koi
Jism jaise nigaaho pe jaaduu koi
Jism nagma koi jism khushboo koi
Jism jaise machalti hui raagini
Jism jaise mehekti hui chandni
Jism jaise ke khilta huaa ek chaman
Jism jaise suraj ki pehli kiran
Jism tarsha huaa Dilkash-o-dil-nashi
Sandali sandali
Marmari marmari

I have never seen anyone so beautiful
Body is like the statues of Ajanta Caves
Body is like a spell on eyes
Body is like a beautiful song; Body is like a perfume
Body is like mesmerizing music
Body is like perfumed moon rays
Body is like a blossoming garden
Body is like the first rays of the Sun
Body is like carved statue, eye-catching and arresting
Like Sandalwood
Like Marble.

Husn-e-jaanaa ki taareef mumkin nahi
Afreen Afreen, Afreen Afreen
Tu bhi dekhe agar to kahe ham-nashiiN
Afreen Afreen, Afreen Afreen

It is not possible to praise the beauty of my beloved
Praise to the creator; Praise to the creator;
Even if you see my beloved, you would agree
Praise to the creator; Praise to the creator;

Chehraa ek phuul ki tarah shaadaab hai
Chehraa uskaa hai yaa koi mahtaab hai
Chehraa jaise Ghazal, chehraa jaan-e-Ghazal
Chehraa jaise kali, chehraa jaise kaval
Chehraa jaise tasavvur ki tasveer bhi
Chehraa ek khvaab bhi chehraa tabir bhi
Chehraa koi alif laila ki daastaa
Chehraa ek pal yaqin, chehraa ek pal gumaah
Chehraa jaise ke chehraa koi bhi nahiin
Maah-ruuh maah-ruuh
Maah-jabi maah-jabi

(My Beloved’s) face is as fresh as flower
Is it her face or the moon?
Face is like a Ghazal, face is like the life of Ghazal
Face is like a bud, face is like lotus
Face is like manifestation of imagination
Face is like a dream, and its interpretation too.
Face is like a tales of Alif Laila
For one moment real and in another, an imagination
Face is like no other
With a forehead which is moon like
so is her body.

Husn-e-jaanaa ki taareef mumkin nahi
Afreen Afreen, Afreen Afreen
Tu bhi dekhe agar to kahe ham-nashiiN
Afreen Afreen, Afreen Afreen

It is not possible to praise the beauty of my beloved
Praise to the creator; Praise to the creator;
Even if you see my beloved, you would agree
Praise to the creator; Praise to the creator;

Aankhein dekhi to mein dekhtha reh gaya
Jaam do aur donon hi do aatishah
Aankhein ya maikade ki yeh do baab hai
Aankhein inko kahoon ya kahoon khuwaab hai
Aankhein neechi hui to haya ban gayi
Aankhein unchi howi to dua ban gayi
Aankhein uth kar jhuki to ada ban gayi
Aankhein jhuk kar uthi to Sazah ban gayi
Aankhein jin mein hai qaid aasman-o-zameen
Nargisi nargisi,
Surmayi surmayi

When I saw her eyes I was transfixed
They are like two cups of wine that are ablaze
Are these eyes? or the two doors of wine-house
Do I call them eyes or a part of my dreams
Her downward glance is the symbol of shyness
Her upward glance is like prayer
When her eyes look down after upward glance, it feels like a style
When her eyes look up after downward glance, it feels like a punishment
Eyes, in which the sky and earth are captured
like Narcissus (plant)
(and) Greyish

Zulf-e-jaana ki bhi lambi hai daastan
Zulf ke mere dil par hai parchaiyan
Zulf jaise ke ulji hui ho ghata
Zulf jaise ke ho koi kaalii balah
Zulf uljhe to duniyaa pareshaan ho
Zulf suljhe to ye geet aasaan ho
Zulf bikhre siyaah raat chhaane lage
Zulf lahraaye to raat gaane lage
Zulf zanjiir hai phir bhi kitni haseen
Reshmii reshmii
AmbariiN ambariin

The story of the tresses of beloved is also long
Tresses, like shadows on my heart
Tresses, like over-cast dark clouds
Tresses, like some black specter
When tresses get entangled, so does the world
When tresses become straight, then writing this song becomes easy
When tresses spread apart then black night encroaches
When tresses sway then the night sings
Tresses, like chains, but so beautiful
Like Silk
(and) perfumed


I am reading Walt Whitman's beautiful poem "Song of Myself" today. What makes the song of myself beautiful is that it is a song of oneness. Here is one stanza from it, in which the poet adorns the oneness of thought. He says:

These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they
are not original with me,
If they are not yours as much as mine they are nothing, or next
to nothing,
If they are not the riddle and the untying of the riddle they are
nothing,
If they are not just as close as they are distant they are nothing.

This is the grass that grows wherever the land is and the water is,
This the common air that bathes the globe.

- Walt Whitman


AAKHAN JOR
THE GREAT SURRENDER


Aakhan nah jor, chupai nah jor,
Jor nah ma(n)gan, dhaen nah jor.

I have no power to speak, no power to keep silent.
No power to beg, no power to give.

Jor nah jeevan, maran nah jor,
Jor nah raaj, maal man sor.
 
I have no power to live, no power to die.
No power to rule, with wealth and mental powers.

Jor nah surathee giaan veechaar,
Jor nah jugathee chhuttai sa(n)saar.
 
I have no power to gain intuitive understanding, spiritual wisdom and meditation. 
No power to find the way to escape from the world.

Jis hathh jor kar vaekhai soe,
Naanak ootham neech nah koe.

He alone has the Power in His Hands, He watches over all.
O Nanak, no one is high or low.
Below included are the full text of Vivekanada's speech, and below those are included some of the historical details of his journey and the reception of his speech. 

Swami Vivekananda’s speech at the Parliament of Religion, Chicago, 1893

Sisters and Brothers of America,

It fills my heart with joy unspeakable to rise in response to the warm and cordial welcome which you have given us. I thank you in the name of the most ancient order of monks in the world; I thank you in the name of the mother of religions, and I thank you in the name of millions and millions of Hindu people of all classes and sects.

My thanks, also, to some of the speakers on this platform who, referring to the delegates from the Orient, have told you that these men from far-off nations may well claim the honor of bearing to different lands the idea of toleration. I am proud to belong to a religion which has taught the world both tolerance and universal acceptance. We believe not only in universal toleration, but we accept all religions as true. I am proud to belong to a nation which has sheltered the persecuted and the refugees of all religions and all nations of the earth. I am proud to tell you that we have gathered in our bosom the purest remnant of the Israelites, who came to Southern India and took refuge with us in the very year in which their holy temple was shattered to pieces by Roman tyranny. I am proud to belong to the religion which has sheltered and is still fostering the remnant of the grand Zoroastrian nation. I will quote to you, brethren, a few lines from a hymn which I remember to have repeated from my earliest boyhood, which is every day repeated by millions of human beings: "As the different streams having their sources in different paths which men take through different tendencies, various though they appear, crooked or straight, all lead to Thee."
The present convention, which is one of the most august assemblies ever held, is in itself a vindication, a declaration to the world of the wonderful doctrine preached in the Gita: "Whosoever comes to Me, through whatsoever form, I reach him; all men are struggling through paths which in the end lead to me." Sectarianism, bigotry, and its horrible descendant, fanaticism, have long possessed this beautiful earth. They have filled the earth with violence, drenched it often and often with human blood, destroyed civilization and sent whole nations to despair. Had it not been for these horrible demons, human society would be far more advanced than it is now. But their time is come; and I fervently hope that the bell that tolled this morning in honor of this convention may be the death-knell of all fanaticism, of all persecutions with the sword or with the pen, and of all uncharitable feelings between persons wending their way to the same goal.

Address at the final session

Chicago, September 27, 1893

The World's Parliament of Religions has become an accomplished fact, and the merciful Father has helped those who laboured to bring it into existence, and crowned with success their most unselfish labour.
My thanks to those noble souls whose large hearts and love of truth first dreamed this wonderful dream and then realized it.

My thanks to the shower of liberal sentiments that has overflowed this platform. My thanks to this enlightened audience for their uniform kindness to me and for their appreciation of every thought that tends to smooth the friction of religions. A few jarring notes were heard from time to time in this harmony. My special thanks to them, for they have, by their striking contrast, made general harmony the sweeter.
Much has been said of the common ground of religious unity. I am not going just now to venture my own theory. But if any one here hopes that this unity will come by the triumph of any one of the religions and the destruction of the others, to him I say, "Brother, yours is an impossible hope." Do I wish that the Christian would become Hindu? God forbid. Do I wish that the Hindu or Buddhist would become Christian? God forbid.

The seed is put in the ground, and earth and air and water are placed around it. Does the seed become the earth, or the air, or the water? No. It becomes a plant. It develops after the law of its own growth, assimilates the air, the earth, and the water, converts them into plant substance, and grows into a plant.
Similar is the case with religion. The Christian is not to become a Hindu or a Buddhist, nor a Hindu or a Buddhist to become a Christian. But each must assimilate the spirit of the others and yet preserve his individuality and grow according to his own law of growth.

If the Parliament of Religions has shown anything to the world, it is this: It has proved to the world that holiness, purity and charity are not the exclusive possessions of any church in the world, and that every system has produced men and women of the most exalted character. In the face of this evidence, if anybody dreams of the exclusive survival of his own religion and the destruction of the others, I pity him from the bottom of my heart, and point out to him that upon the banner of every religion will soon be written in spite of resistance: "Help and not fight," "Assimilation and not Destruction," "Harmony and Peace and not Dissension."


Journey to the west

With funds collected by his Madras disciples, the kings of Mysore, Ramnad, Khetri, diwans and other followers, Narendra left Bombay for Chicago on 31 May 1893 with the name "Vivekananda" which was suggested by Ajit Singh of Khetri. The name "Vivekananda" meant "the bliss of discerning wisdom".

Vivekananda began his journey to America from Bombay, India on 31 May 1893, on the ship named peninsula. His journey to America took him to China, Japan and Canada. At Canton (Guangzhou) he saw some Buddhist monasteries. Then he visited Japan. First he went to Nagasaki. He saw three more big cities and then reached Osaka, Kyoto and Tokyo and then he reached Yokohama. He started his journey to Canada in a ship named RMS Empress of India from Yokohama .

Meeting with Jamsetji Tata

In the journey from Yokohama to Canada on the ship Empress, Vivekananda accidentally met Jamsetji Tata who was also going to Chicago. Tata, a businessman who made his initial fortune in the opium trade with China and started one of the first textile mills in India, was going to Chicago to get new business ideas. In this accidental meeting on the Empress, Vivekananda inspired Tata to set up a research and educational institution in India. They also discussed a plan to start a steel factory in India.

He reached Vancouver on 25 July. From Vancouver (of Canada) he travelled to Chicago by train and arrived there on Sunday, 30 July 1893.

Journey to Boston

After reaching Chicago Vivekananda learned no one could attend the Parliament as delegate without credential or bona fide. He did not have one at that moment and felt utterly disappointed. He also learned the Parliament would not open till first week of September. But Vivekananda did not give up his hope. To cut his expenditure, he decided to go to Boston, which was less costly than Chicago.

Meeting with John Henry Wright

At Boston Vivekananda met Professor John Henry Wright of Harvard University. Professor Wright invited Vivekananda to give a lecture at the University. After being acquainted with Vivekananda's knowledge, wisdom and excellence, Professor Wright insisted him to represent Hinduism at the Parliament of World's Religions.[8] Vivekananda himself later wrote– "He urged upon me the necessity of going to the Parliament of Religions, which he thought would give an introduction to the nation".[3] When Wright learned that Vivekananda was not officially accredited and did not have any credential to join the Parliament, he told Vivekananda– "To ask for your credentials is like asking the sun to state its right to shine in the heavens."


Response to Welcome (11 September 1893)

The World's Parliament of Religions started on 11 September 1893 at the Permanent Memorial Art Palace (also identified as the World's Congress Auxiliary Building), now the Art Institute of Chicago, as part of the World's Columbian Exposition. Vivekananda gave his first lecture on that day. Towards the afternoon his turn came, after so much of procrastination. Though initially nervous, he bowed to Saraswati, the Hindu goddess of learning, and he felt he got new energy in his body; he felt someone or something else had occupied his body– "The Soul of India, the echo of the Rishis, the voice of Ramakrishna, the mouthpiece of the resurgent Time spirit".[3] Then began his speech with salutation, "Sisters and brothers of America!". To these words, he got a standing ovation from a crowd of seven thousand, which lasted for two minutes. When silence was restored he began his address. He greeted the youngest of the nations on behalf of "the most ancient order of monks in the world, the Vedic order of sannyasins, a religion which has taught the world both tolerance and universal acceptance.!"

Why we disagree (15 September 1893)

Vivekananda at the Parliament of Religions with Virchand Gandhi, Hewivitarne Dharmapala
In this speech Vivekananda tried to explain the reason of disagreement between each other and different sects and religions. He told a story of a frog,which is popularly known as (kuor bang). And in the story he told, a frog used to live in a well. It was born there and brought up there and it used to think his well was the biggest water land of the world. One day, a frog from a sea came to that well. When the frog from the sea told the frog of the well that sea is much bigger than that well, the frog of the well did not believe it and drove the frog of the sea away from his well. Vivekananda concluded– "That has been the difficulty all the while. I am a Hindu. I am sitting in my own little well and thinking that the whole world is my little well. The Christian sits in his little well and thinks the whole world is his well. The Muslim sits in his little well and thinks that is the whole world."

Paper on Hinduism (19 September 1893)

Vivekananda gave a short introduction of Hinduism and spoke on "The meaning of the Hindu religion". He also talked about the 3 oldest religions of the world, namely Hinduism, Zoroastrianism and Judaism and their survival and the emergence of Christianity. He then went ahead and shared his knowledge of the Vedanta philosophy, the concept of god, soul and body in Hinduism.[9]

Religion not the Crying need of India (20 September 1893)

In this brief address Vivekananda made a "little criticism" and told, religion was not the most important need of Indians at that moment. He regretted for sending of Christian missionaries and trying to save the souls of Indians although poverty had been a much more important issue at that time. He then told, his aim was to join the Chicago Parliament of Religions and to seek aid for his impoverished people.

Buddhism, the Fulfillment of Hinduism (26 September 1893)

In this speech Vivekananda talked on Buddhism. He talked about origin of Buddhism, relation between Buddhism and Brahmanism, Buddhism and Vedas. He concluded "Hinduism cannot live without Buddhism, nor Buddhism without Hinduism." and showed how Buddhism is the fulfillment to Hinduism.

Address at the Final Session (27 September 1893)
This was Vivekananda's final address at the Parliament of World's religion. In his last speech he told that the Parliament had become an accomplished fact. He thanked the "noble souls" for organizing the Parliament which he felt "proved to the world that holiness, purity and charity are not the exclusive possessions of any church in the world, and that every system has produced men and women of the most exalted character". He finished his speech with appeal "Help and not Fight," "Assimilation and not Destruction," "Harmony and Peace and not Dissension.".

In the history of the world the doctrine of Reform had never such scope as at the present hour. 

It is when your facts and persons grow unreal and fantastic by too much falsehood, that the scholar flies for refuge to the world of ideas, and aims to recruit and replenish nature from that source.

Let ideas establish their legitimate sway again in society, let life be fair and poetic, and the scholars will gladly be lovers, citizens, and philanthropists.

We must be lovers, and at once the impossible becomes possible.

Will you suffer me to add one trait more to this portrait of man the reformer? The mediator between the spiritual and the actual world should have a great prospective prudence. An Arabian poet describes his hero by saying,
"Sunshine was he
In the winter day;
And in the midsummer
Coolness and shade."

A Seeker’s Journey (first revision)
- poem

In the quiet of dawn,  
I whisper a prayer,  
not for the weight of gold,  
nor for the fleeting shine of silver.  
No, it is not the comfort of the world  
that stirs this heart,  
but a longing to be led  
from the false to the real.

The world shifts and sways,  
a dance of shadows  
that play across the walls of the mind.  
I reach out,  
not for the shifting sand beneath my feet,  
but for the solid ground  
that lies beneath the illusion.

"Guide me," I ask,  
"from the darkness that blinds,  
to the light that reveals  
the truth hidden in plain sight."  
For in the stillness of night,  
when the stars are silent,  
it is not the light of day I seek,  
but the light of understanding  
that burns eternal within.

And death—what is it,  
but a veil drawn across the eyes?  
I do not ask to live forever,  
but to know the truth  
that life and death are but the play of time,  
and I am something more,  
something timeless,  
something that cannot be touched  
by the hands of the clock.

So I walk, step by step,  
on a path that winds inward,  
where each turn brings me closer  
to the knowledge  
that I am not this body,  
not this mind,  
but the still, silent witness  
to the dance of the world.

And in this journey,  
I find peace,  
not in the world outside,  
but in the understanding  
that I am, have always been,  
and will always be  
the light,  
the truth,  
the immortal self  
that lies beyond all shadows.

“Everything flows out and in; everything has its tides; all things rise and fall; the pendulum-swing manifests in everything; the measure of the swing to the right, is the measure of the swing to the left; rhythm compensates.”– The Kybalion


SWAYYA
ਪਾਂਇ ਗਹੇ ਜਬ ਤੇ ਤੁਮਰੇ ਤਬ ਤੇ ਕੋਊ ਆਂਖ ਤਰੇ ਨਹੀ ਆਨਿਯੋ ॥ 
ਰਾਮ ਰਹੀਮ ਪੁਰਾਨ ਕੁਰਾਨ ਅਨੇਕ ਕਹੈਂ ਮਤਿ ਏਕ ਨ ਮਾਨਿਯੋ ॥
ਸਿੰਮ੍ਰਿਤਿ ਸਾਸਤ੍ਰ ਬੇਦ ਸਭੈ ਬਹੁ ਭੇਦ ਕਹੈ ਹਮ ਏਕ ਨ ਜਾਨਿਯੋ ॥ 
ਸ੍ਰੀ ਅਸਿਪਾਨਿ ਕ੍ਰਿਪਾ ਤੁਮਰੀ ਕਰਿ ਮੈ ਨ ਕਹਿਯੋ ਸਭ ਤੋਹਿ ਬਖਾਨਿਯੋ ॥੮੬੩॥


पांइ गहे जब ते तुमरे तब ते कोऊ आंख तरे नही आनियो ॥ 
राम रहीम पुरान कुरान अनेक कहैं मति एक न मानियो ॥
सिम्रिति सासत्र बेद सभै बहु भेद कहै हम एक न जानियो ॥ 
स्री असिपानि क्रिपा तुमरी करि मै न कहियो सभ तोहि बखानियो ॥८६३॥

O God ! since I have held your feet, on one else comes under my sight
Ram, Rahim Puran, Quran they say are different, my heart doesn't agree
Simritis, Shastras Vedas give many differences, which I don't acknowledge
O sword-wielder God! it is not my effort with which I say this, it is with your grace 
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