Call for Poems: Aaghaz-e-Dosti & Kavishala presents Indo-Pak Poetry Collection Program

There are few things that cannot be restricted by any borders, these are emotions, dreams and hopes. We, at Aaghaz-e-Dosti, have always believed in promoting these free birds for spreading peace. We join hands with Kavishala to give you an opportunity to weave them in a beautiful poetry and we will help the peace bird take a greater flight. 

As a joint initiative of Aaghaz-e-Dosti and Kavishala, we present an “Indo-Pak Peace and Friendship” Poetry Collection that will take the form of a book with 100 poets and poems written in 5 major languages of the subcontinent. Here are few guidelines:

1. Original and Unpublished Poems
2. Language – English, Hindi, Urdu, Punjabi or Sindhi (For punjabi and sindhi, please send a rough translation in Hindi/Urdu or English). 20 poems from each of the 4 languages will be selected.
3. A maximum of two submissions per person
4. Send file in word/text format and the file should have your details – name, address, contact number and a brief bio
5. You can send it at aaghazedosti@gmail.com or upload it at website of Kavishala http://kavishala.in/poetry-for-peace

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Poem: Suno Aee Mere Humsaye

by Osama Siddiq (Pakistan)

 

Hamain Tum Say Muhabbat Hay 

Suno Aee Mere Humsaye 

Hamain Tum Say Muhabbat Hay 

Khuda Nay Tau Zameen Banai Thi 

Daantoon Talay Zabaanay Hum Nay Bheechi Hain 

Sub Lakeeray Yahaan Wahaan Hum Nay Kheechi Hain 

Daikho Suraj Aik Hay Apna 

Chaand Ki Chandni Dono Ko Mayaseer Hay 

Hawa Sub Kay Liye Hi Tau Zindagi Ki Alamaat Hay 

Agar Tumhain Ghum Hay Thora Sa Tau 

Yahaan Bhi Malamaat Hay 

Chalo Phir Aik Ho Jain 

Agar Sukha Paray Wahan Tau Barish Hum Say Lai Laina 

Yahaan Jo Baar Ajai Tau Tum Paani Chura Laina 

Hamaray Suroon Ko Tum Apna Saaz Dai Daina 

Koi Mushkil Jo  Aajai Tau Bus Awaaz Dai Daina 

Hamareay Sath Chalnay Walay Dosti Kay Saee 

Hamain Tum Say Muhabbat Hay 

Suno Aee Mere Humsaye 

Hamain Tum Say Muhabbat Hay!

*Painting by Anubha Rawat, an Indian student studying in Goodley Public School (Delhi)

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Osama Siddiq is based in Pakistan. He works as a scriptwriter at Geo Entertainment

Poem: Till We Meet Again…

by Harleen Kaur (India)

Now

Now, that borders have distanced

Us,

I wonder,

How am I ever going to see you again?

 

Maybe

Maybe, I’ll become air and

Cross those wires.

I’d caress your hair as I used to

With my delicate hands,

Under the moonlight.

Do you remember my touch?

 

Or

Or, I’ll become a fish and run with

Chenab or Jhelum.

I hope when you see me

You’ll hold me with your manly hands,

Like you used to clench my waist.

(I won’t fear death now,

Because in a jiff I’ll wake up to eternity).

 

Or

Or, I’ll become a bird,

I’d carry oomph of this land in my feathers

And

Bring it to you.

I hope you’ll run your fingers through those

Feathers and feel it,

As you used to…

I’d sing songs of freedom.

 

Freedom

Freedom, well, I still wonder,

How people confined in barbed wires be free?

So,

Now,

I’ll live in the air.

Hanging from this tree of love.

With a two metres of clothe around my neck,

That couldn’t save me from fiends.

 

I’ll be hanging here.

Till the land underneath both of us become one.

Till we meet again.

 

*This Painting has been made by Saurabh Singh, a student of Gujarat Public School (Vadodara, India) and is a copyright of Aaghaz-e-Dosti.

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Harleen Kaur has pursued English literature from University of Delhi. She curates time in pictures and prose.

Poem: Kyun Hai Ye Anban..by Late Raj Hindustani

by Late Raj Hindustani

Bachpan se yahi sunta tha ki Pakistan hamara dushman hai,
Puchu kis se, kaun bataye dono mein kya anban hai…

Anban kya hai, jhagda kya hai puchu mein sabse jaakar,
Sab bole nadaan hai tu samjhega na tu khulkar…

Mein bolu nadaan ho tum sab kuch bhi pata na hai tumko,
Pata nahi hai kuch bhi phir kyu bhadkaaye hum sabko…

Thak haar kar ghar mein pahocha pucha Maa se jaakar,
Kyun ladte hai yeh dono tumhi batado Maa khulkar…

Maa boli kuch yu haskar ke beta tu kyu darta hai,
Dosti karne ko hum to kya, Pakistan bhi marta hai…

Rajniti ke is khel ne in dono ko hai yu toda,
Judey hue the dil hum sabke, isne hai rishto ko toda…

Kya matlab tha Maa ka main to kuch bhi samajh na paya,
Soch sochkar raat beet gayi, mein to so na paya…

Ab bada hua to sochta hu kyu na naya jahaan banaye,
Biti bisri bhulkar kyu na aman hi aman failaye…

Jo bade na kar sake kyu na hum hi woh kar jaaye,
Aage badhkar kyu na hum dosti ka haath badhaye…

Sabko bas mein yahi kahunga pyar ke diye jalao,
In diya ke sab andhiyaro ko roshan kar jao…

Likho aisa paigaam ki duniya khush ho jaye,
Pyar ki duniya mein apna naam amar ho jaye…

Jai Hind…❤❤Jeevey Pakistan

This poem was penned down by Raj Hindustani, a 19 year old peace activist from India whom we lost on 9th April 2017.  It was shared to us by Ashish Kr Mishra. Aaghaz-e-Dosti pays respect to him and his commitment to Indo-Pak peace. 

Poem: Toba Tek Singh…by Kishor Pahuja (India)

टोबा टेक सिंग

मंटो का बिशन
टोबा टेकसिंग  वाला बिशन
ऐसा लगता है
कि 
मैं ही वो बिशन था

मेरे दिल ने तब भी
विभाजन
स्वीकार नहीं किया था

मेरा दिल अब भी
विभाजन को नहीं मानता
फर्क
सिर्फ इतना है 
तब मैं कहता रहता था
ओ पड़दी गिद गिड दी
मुंग दी दाल दी ऑफ़ लालटेन
तब लोग
उसे बडबडाना कहते थे
लोग कहते थें
मुरख  है 

और अब
मैं बोलते बोलते चुप हो जाता हूँ
बोल नहीं पाता 
लोग कह नहीं पाते हैं
समझते हैं कि मूर्ख  है 

तब का बडबडाना जो कुछ भी था
अब कि चुप्पी  कुछ भी है
विभाजन तब भी गलत था
विभाजन अब भी गलत है

– किशोर कुमार पाहुजा, उदयपुर (राजस्थान) 

Toba Tek Singh

Manto ka Bishen

Toba Tek Singh wala Bishen

Aisa lagta hai

ki

Main hi wo Bishen tha

 

Mere dil ne tab bhi

Vibhajan (taksim/batwara)

Sweekar nahi kiya tha

 

Mera dil ab bhi

Vibhajan ko nahi maanta

Fark

Sirf itna hai

Tab main kehta rehta tha

O Parhdi gid gidh di

Moong di dal di of laltain

Tab log

Use badbadana kehte the

Log kehte the

murkh hai

 

Aur ab

Main bolte bolte chup ho jata hu

Bol nai pata

Log keh nai pate hai

Samajhte hai ki murkh hai

 

Tab ka badbadana jo kuch bhi tha

Ab ki chuppi kuch bhi hai

Vibhajan tab bhi galat tha

Vibhajan ab bhi galat hai

– Kishor Pahuja, Udaipur (Rajasthan)

Poem: Bharat-Pakistan by…Kishor Pahuja (India)

भारत-पाकिस्तान

भारत हो या पाकिस्तान
सिंध हो या राजस्थान
सब कुछ एक सा ही लगता है
फर्क सिर्फ़ इतना है —
यहां हिंदू ज़्यादा हैं और वहां मुस्लमान
पर
हैं तो ये भी इन्सान और वो भी इन्सान
यहाँ भी दीवाली और ईद पर है जश्न
वहां भी ईद और दीवाली जश्न ही जश्न
यहाँ भी पकते है पकवान
वहां भी पकते हैं पकवान
फिर क्यों हमारे लीडरान
हमें बाँट- बाँट कर करते हैं परेशान
यदि दोनों देशों में हो जाए शान्ति 
पूरी दुनिया में हो जाए क्रांति

– किशोर कुमार पाहुजा, उदयपुर (राजस्थान) 

Bharat-Pakistan

Bharat ho ya Pakistan

Sindh ho ya Rajasthan

Sab kuch ek sa hi lagta hai

Fark sirf itna hai —

Yaha Hindu zyada hai aur waha Musalman

Par

Hai to ye bhi insaan aur vo bhi insaan

Yaha bhi Diwali aur Eid par hai jashan

Waha bhi Eid aur Diwali jashan hi jashan

Yaha bhi pakte hai pakwan

Waha bhi pakte hai pakwan

Phir kyu hamare leaderaan

Hume baath baath kar karte hai pareshan

Yadi dono desho mei ho jaaye shaanti

Puri duniya mei ho jaaye kraanti

– Kishor Pahuja (Udaipur, Rajasthan)

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*Painting by a Pakistani student, Anita Zehra of Lyceum School (Karachi, Pakistan). Copyright of the painting belongs to Aaghaz-e-Dosti

Poem: Insaniyat! Toun Hae Kahan?…by Asad Saleem (Pakistan)

Wo daish hi kya jis daish mei insaniyat na basti ho, panapti ho,

Aiy insaan tu kitna gir gaya, Tere apne haen yeh sarey jag waly

 

Tera quran kahta hae mera bhagwan kahta hae.

Behn bhai  hai ye saare jag wale.

 

Aiy insaan matti daalo watan ko. Insaniyat ko watan banao.

Us paida karne walay ki kurbat pao. 

 

Choro ye rango nasal mazhab wa duniya ke jhouol jhaal

Hum sab  insaan hai, hum sab insaan hain

Chalo pyaar ko badhao aye logo,

 

Watan, nasal, zabaan, zaat ke naam pe kisi ka khoon

kijiye na badhao kisi shaks ke darmiyaan nafrat na phelao

 

Aye insaan tu kyu khudgarz ho gaya

Apne behan bahion ko hi sare bazaar ruswa karta hai

 

Kabhi rang ki khatir kabhi mazhab kabhi kuch aur bahane se,

Sudhar ja aye insaan, jab tak hai jaan sudhar ja…

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*Painting by an Indian student, Arbaz Khan of New Horizon School (Delhi, India). Copyright of the painting belongs to Aaghaz-e-Dosti

Poem: Aik Khawb…by Usman Zia (Pakistan)

Goliyon ka shor tha dono taraf,

Raat, ghehri raat thi

Kuch jawan logon ke marne ki

Khabar bhi aai thi, Kya hua tha?

Kuch purane balghami zehno’n ka

Khumyaza bhuagtne wale logon ke

Gharon ki aorten thi,

Baal kholy ro rahi thi,

Dono janib surkh topi wale fauji,

Apne apne marne walon ko

Shahadat ki salami de rahe the,

Dono janib mao’n ke seenon men

Jalti aag ki lipto’n ko kis ne dekhna tha?

 

Do samay ki rotian ghar bhejne ke waaste,

sarhadon per jaa’n hatheli par dhare kamsin sipahi,

Balghami zehnon kay khaabo’n ke jahannum men bhala kab tak jalen ge?

Kab bhala is khoon ki naddi ko roka jaey ga,

Kab talak hum raat ki chaadar mein

Lipte aik dooje keliay nafrat ki boli bolte,

Dil ke darwazon pe taale dale rakhenge?

Khatam kab hoga ye nafrat ka safar?

Kb bhala main jasakun ga apni Delhi ik pyari dost ke ghar,

Chaey par ……

*Painting by an Indian Student, Sayani Hazra (Gujarat Public School, Vadodara, India). Copyright of the painting belongs to Aaghaz-e-Dosti

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Usman Zia is a young poet based in Lahore. He is working as a lecturer of Special Education in University of Management and Technology, Lahore. He also served as joint secretary of Halqa-e-Arbab-e-Zaoq, Lahore which is one of the oldest literary organisations in the sub-continent. 

Poem: Sarhadein Peeche Reh Jaati hai… by Ravi Nitesh (India)

Khyber ki Pahariyo ko chhu kar,

Peshawar ke Bazaro ki khushbho le kar,

Raavi ki Lehron se Uthti Khanak le kar,

Milti Himalaya ki Baraf se Chamak le kar,

Aati Punjab mei Gehu ki Faliyo se mil kar,

Ye Hawaein Pahunchti hai Kayi sandese le kar,

Kabhi Ardaas, Kabhi Azaan ki Awaazein le kar,

Hamari Tumhari Kabhi Hasi titoli le kar,

Kheton mei Hariyali ki Raunak le kar,

Suhani Yaadon ki Aahat le kar,

Ye Hawayein Har Roz Chali aati hai,

Sarhadei Peeche Reh jaati hai…

*This painting is by Maham Gulzar, a school student from Toba Tek Singh (Pakistan). Copyright of the painting is with Aaghaz-e-Dosti

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Ravi Nitesh is from Delhi. He is the founder of Mission Bhartiyam and Aaghaz-e-Dosti

Poem: Hum Aik Hain, Hum Aik Hain… by Shumaila Manzoor (Pakistan)

Aao Hum Apne Zehnon Se Pak-O-India Mita Daite Hain

Es Waqt Ki Zarurat Ko Koi Naam Naya Sa Daite Hain

Bhool Jao Na Shikwe, Us Ghuzre Huye Waqt Ke

Badha Ke Hath Dosti Ka, Sar Kuchal Ke Dushmani Ka

“Huma Aik Hain Hum, Aik Hain” Ka Parcham Lehra Daite Hain

Aao Hum Apne Zehnon Se Pak-O-India Mita Daite Hain

Boye The Jo Puranon Ne, Mafadi Siasatdanon Ne

Nafrat Ke En Bijon Ko, Dushman Ki Ummeedon Ko

Chalo Hum Tum Mil Kar Be-Samar Bana Daite Hain

Aao Hum Apne Zehnon Se Pak-O-India Mita Daite Hain

Tu Bhi Choom Mera Hajr-e Aswad, Main Bhi Poojon Tera Pathar Ka Rab

Mere Kaabe Main Tu Diye Jala, Tere Mandir Main Ho Mera Hajj

Lo Hum En Mazhabi Faslon Ko Mita Daite Hain

Aao Hum Apne Zehnon Se Pak-O-India Mita Daite Hain

Tera Pathar Ka Rab Tu Aik Taraf Main Teri Bhi Pooja Kron Ga

Bas Aik Baar Kaho Dil Se “Hum Aik Hain, Hum Aik Hain”

*This painting is by an Indian student, Prashanth Naik of Kendriya Vidyalaya School No. 1, Uppal Hyderabad (Telangana, India) and belongs to Aaghaz-e-Dosti.

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Shumaila Mazoor is a BSC Student, National College of Mandi, Faizabad, Dist Nankana Sahib (Pakistan)