Amrita Pitam is a poetess, never again. How bold she had been in acceptance of the facts and to face everything. I feel, Amrita had come to this earth s bit earlier.
I was in grade six when I first read this. I had listened to my grandparent's hakeekat, my parents who had just gotten married, how they had suffered for three and half months of travel by foot, the attacks, the destruction, the loss of millions of lives, the heavy rains when the Heavens also cried tears through rain enough to wash away all the sins of human beings, how it took them another four years to find the place to call home and how they never wanted to build anything again because on this earth nothing is everlasting ours.I have memorized this poem in my heart and it will stay there forever till I leave. They are all gone but Amrita ji has compressed all the history, a very painful history in this. This is equivalent to the history of Punjab of 1947 in one and one poem only. Yes, I agree it was the British who wanted to and had destroyed Punjab but our own leaders of that era also played a huge part to leave this earth with the blood of millions, old, young, children, orphans, widows, homeless, the ones who were sacrificed to sickness, hunger and in pain so that they can enjoy power; will always have their blood on their hands.Yet, even today we cannot portray our own history in real form. We have to sugar coat it.My Punjab, I love this land, I pray for this land. Please God never again be this cruel to my people. They have pure heart. Jews had one Holocaust this was many times more but no one shed even a tear for my people. Only us for one another. Aj akhaan Waris Shah nu, kiton kabran wichon bole, Te aj kitabe ishak da koi agla warka phol.
Only the people of Punjab on both sides can understand what partition was. Ek sehlaab si siyaasat da. Sab bahaa gyaa. Sab dhaa gyaa. Love from Punjab, India
This poem brought tears to the eyes of millions of people on both side of the border. Amrita Preetam has gone, but this poem will always keep her alive. It will always keep bringing tears to my eyes.
I have always tears in my eyes when I listen this poem , and can not understand how punjabi killed each other , shame on punjabi s , I think it’s time to say these criminals who did that crime against own people are not ours , it’s why I hate religion and I am punjabi nationlist , hope one day , we are in united Punjab again , and these religious elements have less power , only we are united for our Punjab , Punjab of waris shah bulleh shah baba Farid Gru Nanak and tilla jogian
I want to be the bird 🐦 that flys both side without any problem to any side of border 🙂 This poem has the same pain 💔 of the partition 🙃 For no reasons loving #Pakistan🇵🇰 from Mumbai in this lockdown ❤️
Amrita pritam ne 47 ch Punjab de seene lagge phatt nu apne naram dill te mehsoos keeta ... Punjab de seene lagge phatt nu Amrita Pritam ess nazamm ch biyan keeta hai jiss da ajj tak koi jawab nahi.... Punjab di dhee Amrita Pritam nu ikk punjabi da slaam....
well, it's 1am and I'm listening Amrita pritam voice , she speak truth that what happened with my forefathers who migrated from Jammu to Sialkot , exactly same was happened across and along the river Chenab and adjacent bella's , I do have tear as what she speak was bitter truth.
My god my god .....we gonna love uu always ma'am.. Agr ap ajka India dekh len to phir waris shah ki jga kisko choose kr k apny india ka dukh byan kren giii Love from 🇵🇰
22 G jina jor pakistan di existence no ghalat sabit karan te laande ena kadi kese hor gal te v laya ??? para G amrita ,,,,,, bhagat ...dhulla bhati ..etc kadi west punjab ton wakh nai ho sakde
Some say hindu did the partition some say Muslim league but how can we forget that Britishers did that , Mountbatten did that . We show our resentment against each other but we do not know that it were the Britishers who made gulf bw hindus and Muslims
@MrMadahar Gold comes from dirt, the lotus grows in mud and heena only gives you colour after crushing. A poet has to experience all the parts of life (good, bad and ugly) in order to summarise and give us an inspiriing, thought provoking line. Amrita wrote about things she could feel sensitively. Who do you seek directions from to Moscow ? From someone who has been there and exprienced the road or someone who has read about it? Remaining in love-less marriage like others today was not her!
@aliasali1. May we never go through such madness ever again. My father moved from muzzafrabad to Jammu and no one else made it. Jammu still wails for those who migrated to Sialkot.
@@bhanjra648 India came from the British Indian Empire. The British Indian Empire came from many different countries such as Oudh, Bengal, Punjabi Misl, Kashmir, Sindh, Kalat, Travencore, Maratha empire etc.
aj aakhkha warish shah nu kito qabraan vicho bol te aj kitaabe ishq daa koi agla warkha khol aj aakhkha warish shah nu kito qabraan vicho bol te aj kitaabe ishq daa koi agla warkha khol ek royi si dhi punjab di tu likh likh maare wain aj lakhaan dhiyan rondiyan tenu warish shah nu kain ve dard mandaan diya dardiya utth tak apna punjab aj bailey lasha bichiyaan te lahoo di bhari chenab kisi ne panjaan paaniye wich diti zahar rala te unhan paniyaan dharat nu dita paani laa is zarkheiz zameen de loon loon phutiya zahar gitth gitth charhiya laaliyan fuut fuut chariya kaher aj aakhkha warish shah nu kito qabraan vicho bol te aj kitaabe ishq daa koi agla warkha khol ve waleesi wha phir wan wan wagi jaa ohney har ek waans di wanjli diti naag bana pehla dang madaariyan mantar gaye gawaj doojey dang di lag gayi janey khane nu lag laga keele lok moonh bas phir dang hi dang palo palee punjab de neele pe gaye ang aj aakhkha warish shah nu kito qabraan vicho bol te aj kitaabe ishq daa koi agla warkha khol galeyon tute geet phir takaleyon tuti tand trinjanon tutiyaan saheliyan charakhrrey ghuukar band sani sej de beriyan luddan ditiyaan rohar sani daliyan peengh aj piplaan diti torr aj aakhkha warish shah nu kito qabraan vicho bol jithey wajdi si phook pyar di wey oh wanjhi gayi gawaj raanjhey de sab weer aj bhul gaye ohdi jaach dharti te lahoo warsiya qabraan paiyan chon preet diyan shahzadiyan aj wich mazaran roye aj sabhey qaido ban gaye husn ishq de chor aj kithon liyaiye labh ke warish shah ek hor aj aakhkha warish shah nu kito qabraan vicho bol te aj kitaabe ishq daa koi agla warkha khol
we are not here to sit and lay judgement over dead people. Duty is social conditioning that you choose to believe. We have come to exist in a wider society that is on the earth, but how can we live together when people want to tell each other how bad they think the other is? who is the hypocrite, are they just reflecting your own actions? Realisation is the process to change
