Sardaar with a guitar

Came across Rabbi Shergill’s , “Bulla ki jaana mein kaun”, with the result that the hair on my neck refuses to settle down. The video has english translation, which goes as :

Says Bulla, who knows who I am!

I am not in the mosque of the believer,
Nor in false rites.
I am not in the pure or the impure.
Neither Moses nor Pharaoh.
Says Bulla, who knows who I am!

I am not in the vedas or holy books,
Not in drug or wine.
Not in the drunkards wasted intoxication,
Not in wakefulness or sleep.
Says Bulla, who knows who I am!

I am not in sorrow nor in joy,
Neither in clean nor unclean.
I am not water, I am not earth,
I am not fire, I am not air.
Says Bulla, who knows who I am!

I am not from Arabia or Lahore,
Nor from India or Nagaur.
Neither a hindu or muslim from Peshawar,
Nor do I live in Nadaun.
Says Bulla, who knows who I am!

I cannot be unearthed in the mysteries of religion.
I was not born of Adam and Eve.
I am not the name I assume.
I am not in stillness, not in movement.

Finally, I only know myself.
I cannot know any other.
Who could be wiser than I?
Bulla asks, who then, stands here?
Says Bulla, who knows who I am!

This song is supposed to have been sung by Bulleh Shah in his moment of realization. The album is supposed to come in march.

@ Da races

God created all creatures equal (or so i believe). But when man became the self proclaimed master and enslaved other animals, God was saddened. So he decided to create an animal which would be epitome of freedom. And he created the horse. He had dreams for this noble animal, in which he imagined it galloping in meadows.

But man’s evolved brain got the better of god and we had the races.

and after having lived in mumbai for 5 years, and having never seen the races, i was this (-) close to drown in a pint of water. but as i value my life that much I decided to grace yesterdays race at the Mahalaxmi race course yesterday.

Some key points which i learnt :-

1)the place is like a stock exchange where people can bet on races being held in other places like Hyderabad and kolkata, in real time. So a l;ot of people only sit around in front of monitors showing odds of faraway horses.

2)There are things in which other people have so much interest that one cannot imagine. There were couples of 70-80 age group poring over the racing book and betting.

3)I think i have a gambler hiding inside somewhere whose attempts of betting where thwarted successfully by me. But i do not want another duel with him.