Evil’s appropriation and its response by MK Gandhi from one of his famous speeches.

Ye Jo Halka Halka Saroor Hai, the life breath that envelopes all.

Sakhi ki khai nikaah pae balkha kae pea gaya lahero mai kheltha hua leherakae pea gayae eh rehmethae thummo meri har baatha muafir har mai inthihan shokhoen mai ghabrakae pea gayae, paas rehetha hai, dhuur rehetha hai, paas…..dhil mai koi zaroor rehetha hai, jabsae dekha hai unki nazoro ko, halka halka suroor rehetha hai, esae rehetha hai marae dhil mae jaisae zulmuth mae noor rehetha hai, aab adham ka yai haule hai, masth rehetha hai, dhuur rehetha hai…..ye jo halka halka suroor hai yae jo theri nazar ka kusuur hai, kae sharaab piina seekha dhiya, theri chaah beheki beheki nae mujhae ek sharaabi bana dhiya, sharaab kaisi, khumaar kaisya, yae suub thumari nawazishae pilahiyae jis nazarsae thunae khadhar jae mujkho aapni khabar nahi hai, sara jahan mastha, sara jahan masth masth theri jo theri khushi wo meri khushi thera pyar hai meri zindhagi, mujko nawaz na ghazo atha hai sajdha kar lehetha huun jaab saamnae wo atha hai thera pyar hai mai gazr sae bandaah isqu huun, mujhae rooz nahi, meri saar ko dharad

mujhae aap thalashae haram nahi, yei janoon ka hai maujdha jahaan mae saar

All aboard the Venice-Paris-Istanbul Orient Express not. Alo chaya dhola, the light’s wavering shadows. Vocalist, SD Burman.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Aaa aalo chaya dhola In the midst of the play of light and shadow, uthola phagunae bono bina baajae rae, my heart skips as if a fluted instrument, potho chari bhori cholaejae kakoli, the road ahead is full of song birds.  Jaagae modhu laagae, that awaken the nectar within hearts. Mridhu phulobashae, in the presence of flowers shomironi nishashae, one’s breath rests,  ojana aadhesho phiraethae shae aaji, some unknown information has weighed everyone down,  aaji piyamaadhae , that beckons a beloved land dholae lotha beni, where the lotus and its leaves sway gently, shaajae bono pori, to dress the creatures of the forest, baadhaephulorakhi, and one’ heart becomes bound in its glory bujhi moroae shori , In order that we move forward chaari diki tharo, onto heaven’s road daakae onibaro, which calls everyone home. Aey shubhono dholae Upon  partaking of this holy assembly aajae ki  kamonae rohi onothorae, you will see how well a heart’s design truly is.  Aalo chaya dhola, within the game of light and shadow, gleams Brindhavan, the abode of God.

Aaa aalo chaya dhola In the midst of the play of light and shadow, uthola phagunae bono bina baajae rae, my heart skips as if a flute, potho chari bhori cholaejae kakoli, the road ahead is full of song birds.  Jaagae modhu laagae, that awaken the nectar within hearts. Mridhu phulobashae, in the presence of flowers shomironi nishashae, one’s breath rests,  ojana aadhesho phiraethae shae aaji, some unknown information has weighed down on all,  aaji piyamaadhae , beckons a beloved land dholae lotha beni, where the lotus and its leaves sway gently, shaajae bono pori, dress the creatures of the forest, baadhaephulorakhi, and one’ heart becomes bound in its glory bujhi moroae shori , in order that we move forward chaari diki tharo, and the heavenly road daakae onibaro, calls everyone to its home. Aey shubhono dholae and partake of this holy assembly aajae ki  kamonae rohi onothorae, and then you will see how well you are taken care of. Aalo chaya dhola, within the game of light and shadow, gleams Brindhavan, the abode of God.

 

Evil may not stand with the beneficiaries of truth. MK Gandhi’s Satyagraha to replace criminal wrong-doing by powers that were and are.

 

Self immolation as a practice for women in the 13th century. Has anything changed today?? Padmavati Climax and Jauhar (collective suicide) to defeat in order to end certain crime, rape.

Dances of Olga Meos at the Tribal Festival in Belarus 2017; “The Ottoman Empire.” Alina Zagitova. Olympic gold medalist ice-skating free style performance. The Winter games of PyeongChang, 2018.

Onward to the Lighthouse, Virginia Wolfe not. The claims of cruelty discarded?

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God I am able to follow all your commands except those that have to do with cruelty. 

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Everyone wants to know how well you are doing except for the problems that may arise in the discussion.

 

 

 

George Washington and His letter to the Hebrew congregation at Newport. August 21, 1790.

Rabbi praying at the Western Wall, Holy Jerusalem. the spinning wheel or charkha, a symbol of Satyagraha or holy practice.

Only when faith is a deliberative practice is it possible to uphold religious liberty.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Song for the first faith of GOD- Man. Yae Dard Mera, this hurt of mine. Padmavati film’s scene. Starring Deepika Padukone, Shahid Kapoor and Ranveer Singh.

Baech bhavar mae dolena, in the midst of nectar I wander about, aar rahi na paar gayi, not knowing which path is correct kuuch isqh ki maudaunae duubi, drunk I have fallen kuuch hijr kiya, and through faith I have risen, divar gaayi until I reach your sight, Wall.  Thuum jaanae nahi yae dardh maera ya jaanae kae bhi anjaanae ho, you do not understand this hurt of mine or otherwise pretend you do not aek pall yae lagae apnae ho thuum, in this moment you and I became one, aek pall yae laage beganae ho, and in another moment you are someone I do not know.  Dhildar yae paheli thuuj saatha, love of hearts, first explain to me suffering thuum koune piya , who are you O God, yeh bhed thumhi aab kholo zara, now that I am captured by your hand only you can open this snare. Thuum koune piya, who are you beloved?  Binn bolae jo thuum kehethae ho, what you say without speaking binn bolae hi vo sunnu mae,  is the only language I choose to understand. Bhar kae thumko ein aankho mai my tear filled eyes khuch quaab nayae sae khulllu, will open in a new dream. Mae na aapna aap dikhaei dai, I will show myself jab dekhu khud ko darpan mae in front of these mirrors yae mai huun ya phir thumhi ho, is this me or is it you again man uljha hai eis uljhan mae, hearts in distress cry out mujhae aapnae rang mai rang liya, even though I long to bathe myself in ecstasy, mai rang liya thuum koune piya, I have taken vows on your behalf,  thum koune piya you are my word G-d. Yae bhaed thumhi aab kholo zara, now it is your turn to remove human shackles thuum koune piya, who else are you other than a redeemer? Dhil sae hai jo yai yae dhil aapnae, from my heart to yours kehenae ko koi rishtha hi nahi, are you going to say that there was never any prior relationship? Eis pakizaah sae baandhan ko, caught in chains dhuniya mae koyi samjahi nahi, no one understood this state jaab ghaayone ke kohi thumkho tho dardh yahan dekho tho, when injury occurred afar,  dhardh yahan bhi hotha, look at how I bleed, jaab ho thumhari yae aankhae jo dhil yae mera bhi rotha hai, and when I look at your eyes, my heart suffers and cries out in pain thumne bhi magar yae puuch liya, yet above all You keep me in your thoughts,  thuum koune piya who are you Beloved? Yae bhed thumhi aab kholo zara , our release from sin and evil doings thuum koune piya…..you are this alone, God. The Beloved above every one.

 

Children are the symbol of peace and justice kissing. When property’s truth can be the nature of value, revolt. MK Gandhi in Canning Hall, England.

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