AJIT KHAN & YUSUF KHAN
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8y2qwoJUbgM
MUSLIMS HAVE TO WORSHIP HINDU DEITIES, PRACTICE HINDU RITUALS, AND WEAR HINDU DRESS TO BE ALLOWED TO PLAY IN HINDU RACIST FILMS!
आना है तो आ राह में - Mahashivratri Special Song - Dilip Kumar (Yusuf Khan) - Naya Daur (1957) - Muhammad Rafi
Son, I know I am crazy and you are going to tell me I am again talking nonsense. But, I spend my time reading and writing to keep my sanity and myself busy. Will you answer the following question in 2 parts, please?
Do you regret being born or having a father like me?💝
Duniya Na Bhaaye Mohe
THIS WORLD HOLDS NO CHARM FOR ME!
My Muslim grandfather Ally Muhammad (R)
With his two Muslim Brothers (L)
My Hindu Sister and her Hindu husband Suresh Nuckcheddy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6aSZl22CFiQ
Official Video Song - Basant Bahar
Bharat Bhushan - Nimmi
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My Hindu-Muslim Family, Mauritius.
Muslim Revert Aishah Rosalie
My Muslim Mother Rabiah
My once Muslim French wife Sylviane Paulette Garnier
My once Muslim daughter-in-law Sarah Amanda, but she remains for life my Daughter in Love!
My current daughter-in-law Shaila Drishtika (Sarah's cousin) with my Muslim Son Muhammad Cédric Gérard, both married under Islamic Law.
MON VAGUE À L’ÂME
CALL ME TO YOU, Ô LORD!
Movie:
BASANT BAHAAR (1956)
Music: Shankar-Jaikishan.
Lyrics: Shailendra.
Main Movie-Hall where first released in
Bombay: Roxy Cinema.
The Extraordinaire Filmy Devotional
Song of Muhammad Rafi: Duniya naa bhaaye mohe…
Roman Transliteration/English
Translation of the original Hindustani Lyrics:
duniya na bhaaye mohe,
THIS WORLD HOLDS NO CHARM FOR ME
ab toh bulaa le,
CALL ME NOW, O LORD
duniya naa bhaaye mohe,
THIS WORLD HOLDS NO CHARM FOR ME
ab toh bulaa le,
CALL ME NOW, O LORD,
charano.n me.n
TO THY FEET!
charano.n me.n tere,
TO THY FEET!
charanon me.n
TO THY FEET!
charano.n me.n,
TO THY FEET,
duniya naa bhaaye mohe,
THIS WORLD HOLDS NO CHARM FOR ME
ab toh bulaa le,
CALL ME NOW, O LORD!
duniya naa bhaaye mohe,
THIS WORLD HOLDS NO CHARM FOR ME
ab toh bulaa le,
CALL ME NOW, O LORD,
charano.n me.n
TO THY FEET!
charano.n me.n tere,
TO THY FEET!
charano.n me.n
TO THY FEET!
charno.n me.n….
TO THY FEET!
mere geet mere, sangg sahaare
MY SONGS ARE MY ONLY COMPANIONS AND SUPPORT,
mere geet mere, sangg sahaare,
MY SONGS ARE MY ONLY COMPANIONS AND SUPPORT,
koee naa meraa, sansaar me.n,
I HAVE NOBODY IN THIS WORLD!
koee naa meraa sansaar me.n,
I HAVE NOBODY IN THIS WORLD!
dil ke yeh Tuk.De~~~
THESE PIECES OF MY HEART….
dil ke yeh Tuk.De, kaise bech doo.n,
THESE PIECES OF MY HEART, HOW DO I
SELL THEM
duniya ke baazaar me.n,
ON THE WORLD MARKET?
duniya ke baazaar me.n,
ON THE WORLD MARKET?
mann ke yeh motee, rakhiyo tuu
sambhaale,
THESE PEARLS FROM MY HEART – YOU KEEP THEM O LORD!
mann ke yeh motee, rakhiyo tuu
sambhaale,
THESE PEARLS FROM MY HEART – YOU KEEP THEM O LORD!
charano.n me.n
AT THY FEET!
charano.n me.n tere,
AT THY FEET
charano.n me.n
AT THY FEET!
charano.n me.n…
AT THY FEET!
saat suro.n ke, saato.n saagar
THE SEVEN OCEANS OF THE SEVEN HYMNS,
saat suron ke, saato.n saagar,
THE SEVEN OCEANS OF THE SEVEN HYMNS
mann kee umango.n se jaage,
AWAKEN FROM A PASSIONATE HEART!
mann kee umango.n se jaage,
AWAKEN FROM A PASSIONATE HEART!
tuu hee bataa~~~
YOU JUST TELL ME, O LORD,
tuu hee bataa mai.n, kaise gaaoo.n,
YOU JUST TELL ME O LORD HOW CAN I CHANT YOUR PRAISE
behree duniya ke aage,
BEFORE SUCH A DEAF WORLD?
behree duniya ke aage,
BEFORE SUCH A DEAF WORLD?
teree yeh beena ab, tere hawaale,
THIS VEENA OF YOURS I NOW COMMIT TO YOUR
CARE,
teree yeh beena ab, tere hawaale,
THIS VEENA OF YOURS I NOW COMMIT TO YOUR
CARE,
charano.n me.n
AT THY FEET!
charano.n me.n tere,
AT THY FEET
charano.n me.n
AT THY FEET!
charano.n me.n…
AT THY FEET!
maine tujhe koee, sukh naa diyaa
I WAS NOT GRATEFUL UNTO YOU,
tuune, dayaa looTaayee, dono.n haatho.n
se,
WHEN YOU SHOWERED SO MUCH MERCY,
maine tujhe koee, sukh naa diyaa
I WAS NOT GRATEFUL UNTO YOU,
tuune, dayaa looTayee dono haatho.n se,
WHEN YOU SHOWERED SO MUCH MERCY!
tere pyaar kee, yaad jo aaye
WHEN I REMEMBER YOUR LOVE,
tere pyaar kee, yaad jo aaye,
WHEN I REMEMBER YOUR LOVE,
dard chhalak jaaye aankho.n se,
ANGUISH OVERWHELMES MY EYES!
dard chhalak jaaye aankho.n se,
ANGUISH OVERWHELMES MY EYES!
jeenaa nahee.n aaya mohe,
I HAVEN’T LEARNED HOW TO LIVE,
ab toh chhupaa le,
HIDE ME, NOW, O LORD!
jeena nahee.n aaya mohe,
I HAVEN’T LEARNED HOW TO LIVE,
ab toh chhupaa le,
HIDE ME NOW, O LORD!
charano.n me.n
AT THY FEET!
charano.n me.n tere,
AT THY FEET
charano.n me.n
AT THY FEET!
charano.n me.n…
AT THY FEET!
duniya naa bhaaye mohe,
THIS WORLD HOLDS NO CHARM FOR ME,
ab toh bulaa le,
CALL ME, NOW, O LORD,
duniya naa bhaaye mohe,
THIS WORLD HOLDS NO CHARM FOR ME,
ab toh bulaa le,
CALL ME, NOW, O LORD
charano.n me.n
TO THY FEET!
charano.n me.n tere,
TO THY FEET!
charano.n me.n
TO THY FEET!
charano.n me.n.
TO THY FEET!
NASIR
- EDITED BY BAFS
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N.B. Before I and many others had any concerns or problems about “ISRAEL” and “JEWS”, I read in translated ancient texts (their originals do not exist despite all the claims and bragging) that THE GODS had serious concerns and problems about those two made up entities, and these unreliable records have been regarded as HOLY for at least 2 thousand years, and still in 2021 by some 3 billion people who do not show signs they will ever end their greed for money, power and fame, their fighting, killing, hating, cheating, coveting, and lying on a daily basis although they claim and brag a Supreme God is managing everything and even promising some of a heavenly Paradise under certain conditions or of a heavenly Hell that already exist on Earth for those who have understanding, eyes to see, and hearts to feel.
WORDS have lost their original meanings, and POLITICS, MIGHT and MONEY decide what they mean because the rulers rightly see the masses as undeserving, and fit only as their slaves forever. When I was born on the Internet, my breasts were overflowing with healthy milk for feeding humanity, like all young mothers, but very soon I realised the masses did not like healthy food, healthy drinks, healthy recreations, healthy life-styles, healthy morals, and I fell victim of those new fashions where even my own blood would not know me because of social and now genetic engineering. So, since at least 2007, I ended up posting only to feed myself with my own milk despite it being filtered non-stop, getting worse since March 2020 where Blogger informed me their COVID-GOOGLE new rules demand that they remove some of my posts, censor some of its contents, block others.
Around the year 2,000, I realised I was an Alien on this planet and wanted to publish “An Alien Beginning and End of Humankind”, a 1200 pages fully illustrated and referenced book, but TA-HA of London, the very first publisher I asked to print my book said they could not, arguing “THEY” financed his firm. So, I posted bits and pieces here and there on forums and on my Blog. Twenty-one years later, the Battle of Words has gone wild. People are terrorised and forced to go along with the meaning of the day given to them by the rulers. But, I am still old fashioned, and no matter how much we are bombarded with engineered everything, I still managed to keep my thinking free. I used to be an old man in the chair, now I have become partially an old man in bed, leaning on my left elbow, tapping letters with my right hand major figure, trying to make sense of what does not make any sense at all.
And, then, yesterday I stumbled on a piece of Hindu-Muslim philosophy where the Mystic was asking God to take him back to Him because this world was deaf and had no charm for him. To stop his useless chanting of the praise of God to a Deaf World, he went into the Temple, and came out after having cut off his tongue: no more words, no more wisdom, and no more expectations. It was divinely sung by playback singer Muhammad Rafi (a God-gifted heart and voice, one of a kind) in a 1956 film “Basant Bahar”.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6aSZl22CFiQ
On the same theme, a Hindu film actor and producer, Guru Dutt, got so fed up with the immoral power of the oligarchs that he even stupidly killed himself in real life (smoking, alcohol, sleeping pills). When I landed in Paris in 1975 for the second time, journalists rated Indian films as the worst in the world, and most of their films are indeed really stupid, racist, unreal, and always hiding the real truth, but in them we also have great lyrics and poetry, and sometimes a mixture of Hindu-Muslim philosophy and mysticism.
P.S. An extremely stupid and extremely primitive Indian film was Guru Dutt's PYAASA 1957, but containing one of the best song lyrics of all time sung by the God-gifted Muhammad Rafi.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Z6Lr0JYAro
The poet in beautiful Urdu (not Hindi) is here blasting this greedy world of palaces, thrones, crowns, where humans are devils and societies the enemies of humankind!
Where the money-grabbers want more and more! It will be no achievement if one gains the whole senseless, damaged, confused, suffering, and grieving world, where people are nothing, mere toys, devoid of love and friendship, grave worshipers, prostitutes, where death comes easier than life!Jalaa doh ise phoonk Daalo yeh duniyaa,
BURN IT DOWN, BLOW THIS WORLD AWAY!
BURN IT DOWN! BURN IT DOWN! BURN IT DOWN,
Mere saamne se hataa lo yeh duniyaa,
REMOVE THIS WORLD AWAY FROM ME!
BAFS
THE END OF MY WORLD OFFICIALLY DECLARED!
ReplyDeleteTuesday 24 August 2021
BAFS
Monday 7 January 2022, 11 am.
ReplyDeleteDuring the night, I started listening to a 19h47m59s long audio recording of a book “MY JIHAAD, MEIN KAMPF, MY STRUGGLE, MON COMBAT...” written by or on behalf of the Greatest European leader of the 20th Century I read about, Adolf Hitler, who was said to be THE MOST EVIL PERSON OF PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE in human History as written by the greatest warmongering victors of all times, and to have committed suicide together with his sweet wife Eva in 1945. I would be born that same year in December as the Son they never had and on the same static flat earth NASA and world scientists swear by all their Gods is a tilted spinning ball revolving around a revolving Sun they call a Star and racing like mad in space filled with vacuum and zero gravity, but we are banned for ever by the UN-US despotic rulers of the Earth and their acolytes to ever travel over or beyond the Antarctica to find out any hidden truth about the world the Dark Forces have stolen from its inhabitants and from God!
While listening, remembering God all the time, I fell asleep and slept peacefully with even sweet dreams and woke up at 11 am remembering my beloved Hindu Sister (Bhabi) and my most beloved Hindu Brothers Suresh and Sajan Nuckcheddy, sons of my most beloved Hindu Uncle (Tchatcha) Maharaj, a Pundit living in Sainte-Croix, Port-Louis, Mauritius. This nostalgic moment reminded me of my 2021 post on my Blog:
MUHAMMAD ALI BEN MARCUS
Thursday, 10 June 2021
MON VAGUE À L’ÂME – CALL ME TO YOU, NOW, Ô LORD, THIS DEAF WORLD HOLDS NO CHARM FOR ME! DUNYA NA BAHEN MOHE - BASANT BAHAR 1956
https://muhammad-ali-ben-marcus.blogspot.com/2021/06/mon-vague-lame-call-me-to-you-now-o.html
BAFS
Monday 7 January 2022, 11 am.