Jahane Rumi In search of the unsearchable: O, my soul! where would you find your house?

1. 

   bhupinder
   June 20th, 2007 - 23:02

   no link on the last “here”
2. 

   shahidain
   January 28th, 2008 - 19:24

   Let me try to give you the punjabi version of English translation above

   ikko alaf teyrey darkaar
   ilmoN bas kareeN O yaar

   paRh paRh likh likh laaweyN Dheyr
   veyd kitaabaaN chaar chafeyr
   girdey chaanan wich anheyr
   apney aap dee khabar naa saar

   paRh paRh sheyKh mashaikh hoyaa
   ilmoN paey qazeyyey hor
   akheeN waaley anhey kor

   paRh nafal namaaz guzaareyN
   uchiyaaN baaNgaaN chaaNgaaN maareyN
   maNbar te chaRh waz pukaareyN
   keeta teyniiN hirs khawaar

   jad meyN sabaq ishaq da paRhyaa
   daryaa weykh wahadat da waRyaa
   ghman gheyraaN dey wich aRyaa
   shah inaayaet laayaa paar
3. 

   shahidain
   February 10th, 2008 - 16:20

   Chal Way Bullehya Chal O’thay Chaliyay
   Jithay Saaray Annay
   Na Koi Saadee Zaat PichHanay
   Tay Na Koi Saanu Mannay

   O’ Bulleh Shah let’s go there
   Where everyone is blind
   Where no one recognizes our caste (or race, or family name)
   And where no one believes in us

   Ab to jaag Musaffir pyare
   Raeen gayi latke taare
   Kar le aj karni da weera
   Mod na ho si aawen tera…

   Awake, dear traveller, you’ve got to move on.
   Trailing its stars, the night is gone.
   Do what you have to do, do it today.
   You will never be back this way.

   Your companions are calling.
   “Let us go.”
   Awake, dear traveller, you’ve got to move on.
   Trailing its stars, the night is gone.

   A pearl, a ruby, the touchstone and dice…
   With all that you thirst by the waterside.
   Awake, dear traveller, you’ve got to move on.
   Trailing its stars, the night is gone.

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