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for ss!!!!

i always contemplate the lyrics of any song, qawwali, whatever it is.. its not just the rythm.. the words count..

and here goes... something i loved as a child, and something i loved as a youth!!!!

first goes:


Aap se milke hum, kuch badal say ga’ay (after having met you, I have changed somewhat)
Shair parhnay lagay, gungunay lagay (I've started reading poetry, humming to myself)

Pehlay mashhoor thi, apni sanjeedgi (first I was well-known for my seriousness)
Ub to jab daykhiyeah muskuranay lagay (now everytime I'm seen smiling)

Aap se milke hum, kuch badal say ga’ay
Shair parhnay lagay, gungunay lagay

Hum ko logo say milnay ka kab shouq tha (when was I ever interested in socializing)
Mehfil araii ka, kab hamay zouq tha (in gatherings, and relish)

Aap kay wastay hum nay yeah bhi kia (for you, I even did this)
Milnay julnay lagay, aanay janay lagay (started mingling, started going out)

Aap se milke hum, kuch badal say ga’ay
Shair parhnay lagay, gungunay lagay

Hum nay jab aap ki daykhe dilchaspiyaan (when I came to know your jolly interests)
Aagaye jab hum mein bhi tabdeliyean (even I changed)

Ik musawwir say ho gaye dosti (I made friends with an artist)
Aur ghazalein bhi sun’nay suna’nay lagay (and started listening and reciting poetry)

Aap ke baray mein pooch baytha koi (when someone asked about you)
Kia kahein hum say kia badhawasi howi (what can I say, I become very nervous.. hobble)

Kehnay wali jo thi, baat wo na kahi (instead of saying what I was suppose to)
Baat jo thi chupani, batanay lagay (I revealed what I was supposed to hide)

Aap se milke hum, kuch badal say ga’ay

Ishq bayghar karay, ishq bayghar karay (love makes you homeless, love makes you homeless)
Ishq ka such mein koi thikana nahi (truly there is no home for love)

Hum jo kal tak thikanay kay thay aadmi (until yesterday, I used to have a place)
Aap se milke kaisay thikanay lagay (after meeting you, look how I've become homeless)

Pehlay mashhoor thi, apni sanjeedgi
Ub to jab daykhiyeah muskuranay lagay

Aap se milke hum, kuch badal say ga’ay
Shair parhnay lagay, gungunay lagay
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and the one i recently started liking ever since it was sung to me!!!

what words.. awesum!!

Husn E Jana Ki Tareef Mumkin Nahi
Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen

Tu Bhi Daikhay Agar To Kahay Hum Nasheen
Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen

Aisa Daikha Nahi Khoobsurat Koi
Jism Jaisay Jantaa Ki Moorat Koi
Jism Jaisay Nigaahon Pay Jaado Koi
Jism Naghma Koi, Jism Khushboo Koi
Jism Jaisay Machalti Hoi Raagni
Jism Jaisay Mehekti Hoi Chandni
Jism Jaisay Khilta Hoi Aik Chaman
Jism Jaisay K Sooraj Ki Pehli Kiran
Jism Tarsha Hoa Dilkash O Dilnasheen
Sandali Sandali, Marmari Marmari
Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen

Husn E Jana Ki Tareef Mumkin Nahi
Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen

Chehra Ek Phool Ki Tarah Shaadaab Hai
Chehra Uska Hai Ya Koi Mehtaab Hai
Chehra Jaise Ghazal, Chehra Jaan E Ghazal
Chehra Jaise Kali, Chehra Jaise Kanwal
Chehra Jaise Tasawwar Bhi Tasveer Bhi
Chehra Ek Khwaab Bhi, Chehra Taabeer Bhi
Chehra Koi Alif Laila Ki Dastaan
Chehra Ek Pal Yaqeen, Chehra Ek Pal Gumaan
Chehra Jaisa Ki Chehra Kaheen Bhi Naheen
Maahroo Maahroo, Mehjabeen Mehjabeen
Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen

Husn E Jana Ki Tareef Mumkin Nahi
Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen

Aankhein Daikhe To Mein Daikhta Reh Gaya
Aankhein Ya Makaday Ka Do Baad Hein
Aankhein In Ko Kahoon Ya Kahoon Khuwaab Hein
Aankhein Neechi Huwi To Haya Bun Gayi
Aankhein Unchi Howi To Dua Bun Gayi
Aankhein Uth Ker Jhuki To Ada Bun Gayi
Aankhein Jhuk Ker Uthi To Qaza? Qada Bun Gayi
Aankhein Jin Mein Qaid Aasman O Zameen
Nargisi Nargisi, Surmayi Surmayi
Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen

Husn E Jana Ki Tareef Mumkin Nahi
Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen

Zulf E Janaan Ki Bhi Lambi Hai Daastan
Zulf Ki Mairay Dil Per Hein Parchiyaan
Zulf Jaisay K Umdi Howi Ho Ghata
Zulf Jaisay K Ho Koi Kaali Bala
Zulf Uljhay To Dunya Pareshaan Ho
Zulf Suljhay To Yeah Deed Aasan Ho
Zulf Bikhray Siyaah Raat Chaanay Lagay
Zulf Lehraye To Raat Janay Lagay
Zulf Zanjeer Hai Phir Bhi Kitni Haseen
Reshmi Reshmi, Amberi, Amberi
Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen

Husn E Jana Ki Tareef Mumkin Nahi
Aafreen Aafreen, Aafreen Aafreen
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Anonymous said…
hey
thx for stoppin by n leaving ur mark....u r rit
we r in diff parts of the world n timingz also clash 2

anywayz keep visiting
Sun Sep 07, 11:34:00 PM
Must ® said…
For when you are willing
to share what's within,
Your fervent search
for riches will end...
The joy and the laughter,
the smile that you bring;
The heart unafraid
to love and to sing...

wah wah to bolo ..
Mon Sep 08, 02:50:00 PM
Karachiite said…
aww.. thats sweeeet!!!!
Wah WwaHH
Sun Sep 14, 06:07:00 PM
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