that's what i call true poetryyyy. Immense... I'm from the indian side of punjab and from hoshiarpur... Our grandperents migrated from that side of punjab.. I've heard sooo much stories from my grandmother before she died.... really jehdey ujjadey sirf ohi samajh sakdey es peed nu... kaash kadi mil sakaan es shaandar shayar nu
tusi idero uder gaye saade bjurg odero ider aaye.mein v apne bjurgan to gallan suniya ne..menu v bahut dard aa punjab di wand da..asl ch eh india di wand nahi c eh punjab di wand c.assi apne ghar ch hi praye ho gaye..assi apne punjab ch v ghum phir nahi sakde bina vise ton..lutt leya sarkaran ne sanu dharma de naa te.....hun v sambl jayooo..rabb kher kare
Afzal Bhai great poem and true feelings of Punjabi just like Sahir Ludhianvi used to call spade a spade. Eleven dislikes must be not understanding language.
Afzal ji, tuhada bahut bahut shukriya, tuseenjo batwarey to dukhi ho ke pachta rahey ho. mainu tuhadi kavitabahut vadiya laggi, Main vi Hoshiarpur ton hi haan, mera kasba jila hoshiarpur de vich Tanda , hay. Tanda Urmar. Mere father sahib Renala Khurd de han jo ki usdi tehseel Akaraa hoiya kardi see te hun shyad Jeela hay. Mere father sahib te uhna de vaddey bhra jo ke mere taya ji lagde han . uh bi apna mulk apna janam sthan bahut yaad kardayhan theek use traan jis traan tuhadey vaalid sahib apna mulk yaad karde han, Saada Pind 4 Chak Hunda ci. mere Baddey waley taya ji jo ke us samay Asstt Manager hoyea karde san 4 ate 6 Chak de Uhna da naan . Sardar Munsha Singh. Uh 1983 vich expire ho chukey han, uhna ton Chotey Taya ji S. Jagat Singh ji jo ke us samay Police vich Chechee Vatni vich sigay. uh vi 1990 vich Expire ho gaye. Mainu vi apney Ghardeyan to sun ke bada change lgda hay renala Khurd. Deepalpur road de uttey mere father sahib da School siga. Theek tuhady traan hi ek hor Batware di Khabar main Bajwa sahib di jubani You tube te sunda haan jehday ke Pehley Gurdaspur to Hoshiarpur sadey hi Tanday Shehr vicch pind Shwaazpur hay uthon di kahani Sunanday hay. Uh vi ethon Lahore gaye ci. Mainu te tuhady bahut mashur Urdu tey Punjabi de nojawan Soofi gaaek Ali Abbaas de maan Baap vi Hoshiarpur ton hi gaye lagdey hay, kyoki uhnadi Bolli vi Hoshiarpur di hi lagdi hay. main uhna nu Indian T.V te Lux Talent vich Boldeyan Suneya ci. Tuhada Bahut Bahut Shukriya, Koshish karna ke jawaab dena.
Very good poetry and narrative about migration. I belonged to Wadda Jahangir (Chak No. 253RB) near Pharalla, My grandparents went thru the same emotions as you described your grandparents. Mansoor
KYAA BAAT HAI.... KYA BAAT HAI.... ONE HAS TO WATCH THIS WITH MOIST EYES...IMPOSSIBLE TO KEEP TEARS AWAY.. OUR PARENTS GENERATION LIVED WITH ALL THIS...THE WRST IS ..... WE LEARNT NOTHING FORM THIS GENOCIDE...
we have to learn something from this poem, we must be together. leave this politics. we don't want this kind of independence , can we break the war like wall of berlin
I'M A SIKH FROM INDIAN PUNJAB..SADDEY BAZURG VI KOJH AJEHIYA BAATAN SUNAUNDEY C,OHH VI BADDAR AJJ DE (BORDER) PAAR TON AYE C..OUNNA DIYA AIIDA DIYA AAPBEETIYA SONH KE VI DIL BHARR AUNDA C 22 JIVEN AJJ TERIYAN TOUN BHARR HOYA,BOHT BOHT RESPECT WA 22 MERE DIL CH TERE LYI..AKKHA CH HANJJU AAW GYE TERI HAA BAAT SONH KE...DILL PSEEJ GEYA..JEONDA RAIH 22.. BOHT BOHT BOHT AFSSOS WA 47 TE,JO BI ODON HOYA BASS CHANGA NHEE HOYA,AIDDA NHEE C HONA CHAHIDA, SALEY BHAIREY ANGREZ,BHAIRI RAJNEETI NRKA CH JAN
This is the painful experience of all those who lived thru it. The people did not gain any thing...the only people who gained are the political goons who continue to do the same till date. They are waiting for that generation to die off so that the new generation can be misguided & trained to do the dirty work for them. I can totally understand what Saahir Ji is saying, I come from the same people & the same place.
No doubt from literature point of view.. this poem is really attractive. However my question from the writer is: who was responsible for division of Punjab? and yes we people still want to see on the other side of border yet we can not say : assrey jhoot kamaya.. agar jhoot kamaya hota to aaj Pakistan par ruler class migrated punjabi's na hotey.. For me.. its good to remember past but now we need to accept it now. We should not forget, what happen in 1984 ( east Punjab saw another blood shed that time) but since independence nothing like this happen in west Punjab. East Punjab was again divided into 3 states but here in Pakistan.. Punjab was not divided further..
dil cheer ke rakh dita bahut vadiya , sade vad vadere vi pind muhar tahsil narowal dist siyalkot de hen mere father nu aj vi pind di ik ik gal yad hai
that's what i call true poetryyyy. Immense... I'm from the indian side of punjab and from hoshiarpur... Our grandperents migrated from that side of punjab.. I've heard sooo much stories from my grandmother before she died.... really jehdey ujjadey sirf ohi samajh sakdey es peed nu... kaash kadi mil sakaan es shaandar shayar nu
tusi idero uder gaye saade bjurg odero ider aaye.mein v apne bjurgan to gallan suniya ne..menu v bahut dard aa punjab di wand da..asl ch eh india di wand nahi c eh punjab di wand c.assi apne ghar ch hi praye ho gaye..assi apne punjab ch v ghum phir nahi sakde bina vise ton..lutt leya sarkaran ne sanu dharma de naa te.....hun v sambl jayooo..rabb kher kare
Afzal Bhai great poem and true feelings of Punjabi just like Sahir Ludhianvi used to call spade a spade. Eleven dislikes must be not understanding language.
Heard it before, really from the heart
janaab afzal saaab,sidda dil te lggi aa .....heard the same stories from my grandparents....respect from INDIA....awesome work mate!!
great poem, same things happened with my grandfather who hail from a village near by sakargard.
happy singh manhas---bangalore
Afzal ji, tuhada bahut bahut shukriya, tuseenjo batwarey to dukhi ho ke pachta rahey ho. mainu tuhadi kavitabahut vadiya laggi, Main vi Hoshiarpur ton hi haan, mera kasba jila hoshiarpur de vich Tanda , hay. Tanda Urmar. Mere father sahib Renala Khurd de han jo ki usdi tehseel Akaraa hoiya kardi see te hun shyad Jeela hay. Mere father sahib te uhna de vaddey bhra jo ke mere taya ji lagde han . uh bi apna mulk apna janam sthan bahut yaad kardayhan theek use traan jis traan tuhadey vaalid sahib apna mulk yaad karde han, Saada Pind 4 Chak Hunda ci. mere Baddey waley taya ji jo ke us samay Asstt Manager hoyea karde san 4 ate 6 Chak de Uhna da naan . Sardar Munsha Singh. Uh 1983 vich expire ho chukey han, uhna ton Chotey Taya ji S. Jagat Singh ji jo ke us samay Police vich Chechee Vatni vich sigay. uh vi 1990 vich Expire ho gaye. Mainu vi apney Ghardeyan to sun ke bada change lgda hay renala Khurd. Deepalpur road de uttey mere father sahib da School siga. Theek tuhady traan hi ek hor Batware di Khabar main Bajwa sahib di jubani You tube te sunda haan jehday ke Pehley Gurdaspur to Hoshiarpur sadey hi Tanday Shehr vicch pind Shwaazpur hay uthon di kahani Sunanday hay. Uh vi ethon Lahore gaye ci. Mainu te tuhady bahut mashur Urdu tey Punjabi de nojawan Soofi gaaek Ali Abbaas de maan Baap vi Hoshiarpur ton hi gaye lagdey hay, kyoki uhnadi Bolli vi Hoshiarpur di hi lagdi hay. main uhna nu Indian T.V te Lux Talent vich Boldeyan Suneya ci. Tuhada Bahut Bahut Shukriya, Koshish karna ke jawaab dena.
Very good poetry and narrative about migration.
I belonged to Wadda Jahangir (Chak No. 253RB) near Pharalla,
My grandparents went thru the same emotions as you described your grandparents.
Mansoor
KYAA BAAT HAI.... KYA BAAT HAI.... ONE HAS TO WATCH THIS WITH MOIST EYES...IMPOSSIBLE TO KEEP TEARS AWAY..
OUR PARENTS GENERATION LIVED WITH ALL THIS...THE WRST IS ..... WE LEARNT NOTHING FORM THIS GENOCIDE...
i m from india(punjab) love u yar
afzal veer kya baat ,,,sach akha vich pani aa gya
true feelings of partition u make me cry...........true all truth
sir i respect you like my brother and god bless you
you have moved my heart beyond words i am speechless after hearing your nazam
great poem.... makes you cry
You touched every nerve of mine. Gr8 poetry.
wah wah....mate ur great ....im indian i realy like ur poetry
thx for sharing..
hye this naeem baig yaar tusi te roula dita allah tahanu slamat rakhay
saleem mughal wi meray naal wekhia a
of what little i understood - it brought tears to my eyes!
good man i like it
I love this poem and I love my panjab
boht vadya shairi. dil mom ho gya.
wow.great respect from jullundur punjab
kiya baat hay afzal g
Very beautiful and heart touching
broke me in tears
great words.....
Your poem has touched my soul. ROYE TUSIN VI HO ROYE ASIN VI HAN CHANGA KIHDA HOYA ? sab mara hi hoya.But still we have not learnt any lesson.
really heart touching
nice one love you........
great song ,very emotional ,just love this song .great messages in it too.
Great Poem....It really make me cry....
Awesome. No words to describe the emotions.
a really heart tuching stoy
lub u bro
we have to learn something from this poem, we must be together. leave this politics.
we don't want this kind of independence , can we break the war like wall of berlin
Excellent
I'M A SIKH FROM INDIAN PUNJAB..SADDEY BAZURG VI KOJH AJEHIYA BAATAN SUNAUNDEY C,OHH VI BADDAR
AJJ DE (BORDER) PAAR TON AYE C..OUNNA DIYA AIIDA DIYA AAPBEETIYA SONH KE VI DIL BHARR AUNDA C 22 JIVEN AJJ TERIYAN TOUN BHARR HOYA,BOHT BOHT RESPECT WA 22 MERE DIL CH TERE LYI..AKKHA CH HANJJU AAW GYE TERI HAA BAAT SONH KE...DILL PSEEJ GEYA..JEONDA RAIH 22..
BOHT BOHT BOHT AFSSOS WA 47 TE,JO BI ODON HOYA BASS CHANGA NHEE HOYA,AIDDA NHEE C HONA CHAHIDA,
SALEY BHAIREY ANGREZ,BHAIRI RAJNEETI NRKA CH JAN
Awesome.............
Very nice , plz load full poem thnx
Politics neh sanu vakra kita..vaseh ta appa ek he si!
This is the painful experience of all those who lived thru it. The people did not gain any thing...the only people who gained are the political goons who continue to do the same till date. They are waiting for that generation to die off so that the new generation can be misguided & trained to do the dirty work for them. I can totally understand what Saahir Ji is saying, I come from the same people & the same place.
I AM RANA ARBAAZ KHAN FROM 41J.B.I LIKE PUNJABI POETRY AND I LIKE VERY MUCH SADY BABY LIKAN CUMIAN SANU MAT KI ANI
Sare punjabi border che attack karo te India Pakistan nu eek kardo..
Hai ...
Plz. upload full poem!
No doubt from literature point of view.. this poem is really attractive. However my question from the writer is: who was responsible for division of Punjab? and yes we people still want to see on the other side of border yet we can not say : assrey jhoot kamaya.. agar jhoot kamaya hota to aaj Pakistan par ruler class migrated punjabi's na hotey.. For me.. its good to remember past but now we need to accept it now. We should not forget, what happen in 1984 ( east Punjab saw another blood shed that time) but since independence nothing like this happen in west Punjab. East Punjab was again divided into 3 states but here in Pakistan.. Punjab was not divided further..
koi shak nai