Maula Thera Noor. I rejoice in divine beneficence. Vocalist, Shafqat Amanat Ali Khan. Satyagraha in action. We celebrate your matchless glory.

O Yay noor dhardh ki rahon main your glory is most present in harm’s way, rosheni bhardhae, fill our spirit with your light, yay noor toothi saanson, mae one that is exhaled with every breath zindagi bhardhae, fill our life. Yay noor aankh mai uththarae tho aaqrath bakshae, glory prevails over all the poor so that they sleep peacefully at night. Yay noor rooh mai uththarae tho aakhirath bakshe when glory covers everyone, time stops immediately.  Maula thera noor,  your brilliance sarae jahano mae has been spreading through out the world main saarae zamano mae in all times and in all places, amwwal sae paehelae before awakening aakae badh after leaving baadh baatin kae andhar through the truth within zahir kae badh after death, jiska zuhoor rozae azal, one whose glory rises every where rozae nushoor, and my soul obeys. Jalwa thera dhin your enlightened life rehnae mai is going to be my life tharfain mai in storms hausan mai in difficulties theri thalab har nain mai your advice is revealed in every eye, roshaen karae jo kohae thu, bring to life all you desire. Tabindah-tar shamson kamar and your love removes the satanic. Bestiality. Ghum noor mae shamo shazar for our days to be spent in divine promise mae chamkae shajar chamkae hazar at once my soul beats loudly with each song, chamkae sahar chumkae hajar, and it happens for all time.  Taabindah-tar your love shamso kamar aaye nazar comes within our sight, nazdeek ko noor bring closer your grandeur bhujnae vaali sab raatho, at every night’s end mai aapna ruup dhika, show yourself dhae ga thareekae kae, and provide the times of your arrival so that my soul is not sleeping.  Thufaano mae kashthi par laga dega, you defeat storms to put them in the dustbin of history. Thu hi sahil thu hi manzil, you are peace and acceptance thu hi hardham hai mera, and you are always with me thu hi maharam you are the first light of the morning thu hi raebar and the day’s wisdom. Thu hi haath hi mera , and thus your hands are meant for me to rejoice in glory. Maula thu hai merae saath God always remain with me maula thu merae saath kismath meri my fate belongs to you alone badhlae gayae ekdhin zaroor I hope one day even fate may change. Maula thera noor. Celebrate beneficence not?  Satyagraha, the matchless weapon for the meekest one.
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Mora Saiyaan Mosae Bolena song. Jerusalem, Israel. Why will my beloved not speak to me? By vocalist Shafqat Amanath Ali Khan.

Sawan beetho jaye piharwa the season has changed yet you do not seem to understand its truth-value. Man mera ghabraye, I fear for my life, Ai soh gaye pardes piya thumm it appears that you have left the place me behind to not to return again. Aisoh gayae pardes piya thuum. Chaein humein nahi aaye. My sorrow feels like a never-ending heartache. Mora saiyaan mosae bolae na, My love will not speak to me. Mein laakh jatan kar haari, No matter how valiantly I searched for you  Mora sayiyan mosae bolae na you will not speak to me. Tu jo nahi tho aise piya hum, in your absence look at the condition of my life, Jaisae soona aagae is like emptiness on fire nain thae hari raah ne harein, your eyes failed to reach me all the time, Nainan ko tarsao na don’t make your absence difficult.  Pyaar tumhe kitna karte hein No matter how much love exists between us, you do not see the passionate embrace. Thum ye samajh nahi paoge, you will of course not be able to understand. Jab hum na hongae tho piharwa, When we are no longer around, love of my world, Bolo kya kab aoge tell me when do you intend to visit again. Mora saiyan mosae bolae na, the loved ones will not be able to answer me.

 

 

The God of Israel is the God of all people, the Rabbinate Yerushalayim in the holy land, Jerusalem, Israel.

One Love, One Faith, and One Truth to guide the world towards a morality of life. Haute Couture, Elie Saab, Spring Summer 2015.

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.

Escape by Sea, pictures of European refugees, MK Gandhi’s Jews.

 

 

 

Duo des fleurs, Sabine Devieilhe and Marianne Crebassa. The opera, Lakmé delibes.

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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Lyrics of bissho kobi, universal poet, Rabindranath Tagore. Iman Chakravorty’s Bengali song. Jhoro Jhoro Borishae Bari Dhara, the rain falls with splendor and abandon.

Jhoro jhoro borishae bari dhara hai potho bashi, hai gothi hinu, The rainfall will only last until it reaches the shores. Hai gothi hinu hai griho hara. What are those who depend on the starry heaven to guide their journey to do now? Phirae bayu, they cry, swiftly return black clouds that carry rain. Shorae phirae bayu, let thunder, lightning and rain sing with one voice again. Dakea karae, who are they in unison calling for? Jononino ashimo pranthorae, they plead for those whose shores are at the end of the world. Rojoni adhara and lightning lost, hai potho bashi hai gothi hinu hai griho hara adhira jomuna thorongo akula bokularae, the restless river Jamuna’s strong waters, thimiro dhokula shogonaei rae dhokularae, Unfortunately only the timid afraid that they will be forgotten, nibiro nirodho gogonae, look up at the empty skies, goro goro goro gorojae, and hear only the thunder that carry no songs of the rain falling. Choncholo chapula chamokae, the restless lightning nahi shoshi thara, do not have an answer, What are they who carry misfortune going to do now? Hai griho hara, having lost their way, what are the ones for whom the starry heavens carry no rain fall only empty clouds.

Bhisho (universal) Kobi (poet) Rabindranath Tagore’s song, Mono Moro Meghero Shongi, My heart’s companion.

Mon mor megher shongi, The peacock that is my heart is a friend like the cloud. Ure chale dhigdhigantherra pane.  It wanders to all the corners of the world. Nisheemo shunaeye, and in the dark universe shrabonobarshanesangite brings with it the season of the sraban month and with it the pitter patter sound of rain. Rimijhim rimijhim rimijhim. Mono mor hanshabalakar pakhai jai ure, My heart thus transformed into a swan has now taken flight.  Kochito kochito chokito thorito-aloke. Lightning covering  heaven and earth.  Jhanmanjarir bajai jhanjha rudra anade. My heart sings and melts the broken hearted. Kalo-kalo kalomandre nirjharinee.  Black hearts  weep for redemption, Dak dey praloy-ahwabhane.  That is what time demands Bayu bahe purbasamudra hothae See the winds shake oceans, Uchchalo chalo-chalo tatinitarange waves leaping hither and thither. Mono mor dhai thari matho prabahe, My heart is full and wants to share its riches with the world. Taal-tamalo-araneya, With tender renditions, Khuddha shakhar andolone speaks of Almighty God’s rule universally.