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Ek Daadu
Ki Dili Tamann Apne Pote/Poti (Grand Children) Ke Liye.

Maine Ye
Ghar Banaya Hai Tere Liye,

Sundar
Upvan Lagaya Hai Tere Liye

Isme Khel
Khilone Hajaron Bhare,

Inter Net
Lagaya Hai Tere Liye

Maine Ye
Ghar Banaya Hai Tere Liye,

Sundar
Upvan Lagaya Hai Tere Liye

Isme Khelenge
Bachche Subah Sham Ko

Maine Jhoole
Lagaye Hein Tere Liye

Maine Ye
Ghar Banaya Hai Tere Liye,

Sundar
Upvan Lagaya Hai Tere Liye

Isme Khan
Pan Maine Hazoro Bhare

 Makhkhan Mishrimagaya Hai Tere Liye

Maine Ye
Ghar Banaya Hai Tere Liye,

Sundar
Upvan Lagaya Hai Tere Liye

Chiniya
Miniya Yaha Par Aish Karen

Ice Cream
Parlour Banaye Unke Ke Liye

Maine Ye
Ghar Banaya Hai Tere Liye,

Sundar
Upvan Lagaya Hai Tere Liye

Appiya
Amiya Yahan Kyunar Peeche Rahen

 Idli 
Littii Magayin Hein Unke Liye

Maine Ye
Ghar Banaya Hai Tere Liye,

Sundar
Upvan Lagaya Hai Tere liye

Sharnya
Buya Jab Yahan Aayengi

Special
Cell Banaya Hai Unke Liye.

Maine Ye
Ghar Banaya Hai Tere Liye,

Sundar
Upvan Lagaya Hai Tere liye

Mere
Bhaya ki Shadee

Aao hum sar milkar khushiyan manayen,
Naya saal aane ke kuchh sapne sajayen.
Pedon par chhaye dekho sabnam ke moti,
Dharti par pheli charon or jeevan ki jyoti.
Subah subah suraj ne jab apni aankh kholi, Garamagaram chay piyo uski mammi boli
Jal thal nabh mein pheli suraj ki laali,
chidiyon ki kalrav se gunji kheton kI thali.
Chiniya, Miniya, ne pahne naye naye kapde, Apiya,Amiya,Saranya ne gaye geet apne.
Sonu,Monu, Writu,Yash ne jab apne beg khole,
Gandhi baba danda lekar meethe bol bole,
Raghu pati raghav Raja Ram, patit pavan Sita Ram, Ishwar Allah tere naam,sabko sanmati de Bhagwan.
Sab milkar pyar karen nafrat bhagayen,
Jeevan ko jeene ke kuchh sapne sanjayen.
Dharti ki godh mein hariyaali layen,
Nadiyon mein neer bahe pradushan bhagayen. Pure saal mein na rahe koi bhuka bachcha,
Kheton ko pani mile na rahe sookha.
Sabhi swasth rahe na rahe koi rogi’
Subah sham yog kare na bane bhogi.
Desh dhanwan bane na rahe na khali,
Dharm aur vigyan laye jeevan mein khushhali. 

Mere Papa kahte hein.

Chiniya, Miniya, Appia, Amiya ka Swa Parichay

Chiniya / Cheenu, Kanpur

Mammi ki main pyari hoon,

Papa ki rajdulari hoon hoon.

Mitha mitha gati hoon,

Maggy noodles khati hoon.

Cheen desh ki pari hoon main,

Yun Chiniya kahlati hoon.

Miniya/ M…… Mumbai

Pani mein aag lagati hoon,

Til ka tad banati hoon.

Phir bhi sab ko bhati hoon,

Bhel poori khati hoon.

Apni ek kahani hoon, 

Pariyon ki main rani hoon.

Appia / Appu, Hydrabad

Thath bath se rahti hoon

Din bhar baaten karti hoon

Idli dosha khati hoon,

Telugu mein batiyati hoon,

Baaton ki patrani hoon,

Main saitan ki nani hoon.

Amiya / Ammu, Delhi

Amiya jaisi mithi hoon,

Mithi baaten karti hoon.

Litti chokha khati hoon,

Bhojpuri mein gati hoon.

Faishon ki designer hoon,

Aur Delhi ki vasi hoon..

As my Papa told

Chiniya, Miniya, Appia & Amiya, Char Sisters ki Charu Kahani

A sweet story of four sisters living at Kanpur, Mumbai, Hydrabad & Delhi.

We are  four sisters, Chiniya, Miniya,Appia, Amiya, living in four different cities of our country, talking in four different languages. While my self Chiniya or Cheenu  lives at Kanpur (UP), my sweet sis miniya or …..lives in Mumbai (Maharashtra), Appia or Appu at Hydrabad (AP) & Amiya/Ammu in Delhi. Beside Hindi & English, Miniya  can speak Marathi, Appia can speak Telugu, & Amiya can speak Bhojpuri.

We are having six months difference in our ages. This is a puzzle to be solved. Our age never exceed to 21 years irrespective of our education, job experiance, age of our other family members mother’s, father’s, brothers’ etc etc. This is again a puzzle.This is because the age of my mother never increases to 38 years, while age of my Papa never decreases from 60 years. Off course both of them look younger than expected.

We are having only two to four inches difference in our heights. I am at minimum 5 feet 2 inches. Now you can easily calculates others heights.

We are having beautiful eyes in different shapes like pearl, fish, diamond & almond. All in black colours, but may be red, green, yellow & sparkling blue according to mood and situations.

I have a beautiful short nose, Miniya has very long nose, while Appia & Amiya both have normal noses.

We all have beautful sparkling white teeth, can easily bite to paratha, litti, idli, dosa, bhel puri, samosa pakoda,chocolate ,biscuits etc etc.

Except Miniya we are very talkative, can talk upto a length and breadth of the country. But we never try to talk agaist each others. We are not a back biters.Off course,we can fight it openly calling each others name.

Now friends you can easily judge our natures, our aim, attitudes, our physics and more over our interests etc. What more you want us to explain.

Swati Garg.. 

Ham sab char sweet sisters ke liye. Chiniya, Miniya, Appiya, Amiya.

(Kanpur, mumbai, Hydrabad, Delhi)

Wo gudia hamari hai jise main pyar karta hoon,

Ham sab ki dulari hai jise main pyar karta hoon.

Subah subah uthkar, jab apni aankh ko khole,

Kale  kale naynon  mein,  ek  bijlee  si  dole,

Wo aise hansti hai, use main pyar karta hoon.

Wo Chiniya hamari hai, use main pyar karta hoon.

Wo raj  dulari  hai, use sab pyar karte hein.

Uin uin karke jab wo apne hoton  khole,

Koyal ki boli mein meetha meetha bole.

Wo Amiya hamari hai, use main pyar karta hoon.

Wo sab ko pyari hai, use main pyar karta hoon.

Wo shaan hamari hai, use main pyar karta hoon.

Haath munh dhokar, jab office ko jaye,

Kale kale balon ki, do choti latkaye

Pyari pyari baaten kare, sab ko wo bhaye,

Saitan ki nani hai, wo Appiya hamari,

Ham sab ki dulari hai,use main pyar karta hoon.

Der sham lotkar ke, ghar ko wo aaye,

Office ki baaton ko dil se lagaye,

Lekh kuchh aise likhe, samajh mein na aaye

Naaz, nakhre wali hai, use main pyar karta hoon.

Wo Miniya hamari hai, use main pyar karta hoon. 

Wo pariyon ki rani hai, use main pyar karta hoon.

Hame jaan se pyari hai, use main pyar karta hoon.

I am thankful to all my friend on iland,

for showing their concern to the recovery of my ‘Papa’ health.

I am thankful to all my friend on iland for showing their concern to the recovery of my papa’s health. My papa who has survived to two heart attack and one brain stroke is a diabetes patient for 19 years. On last friday morning his right hand seized to work. He was immediately admitted to company hosptipal. Now he is alright.Thanks to the good wishes of my friends. 

I really appreciate to following my ilands’ friends

Shri…. Pradeep shukla, Snehal, Ameen khan,Asim saxena,Babbo bohra, Surendra, Sunil kejriwal, Anil jain, Sanjay arora, HariOm chawla, Gopi goswami, Keshav singhal, Shekhar bhattacharjee, Pradeep, Mukesh gupta, Shbbir abbas,Vikas gaonkar, Licenced pirate.

Sara didi, Mivida G di, Amisha di, Bo di, Asha di, Priya saivasan di, Antra di.

I am also thankful to those friends, who could not spell any word, whatever reason may be. My ‘Papa’ also offers his thanks, gratitude and love to all islanders.

With warm regards,

Swati Garg.

My papa is not feeling well, hence leaving bloging till his recovery. Swati Garg.

Sare Pindich Puyade Paye Hay Hay Ni tere Gore Rang Billo

This is famous Punjabi Lok Geet

Sung by most renowned ghazal singer shri Jagjeet Singh ji having soft silken voice. In this song a beautiful blue cat’s eyed village girl having fair complexion is talk of the town. Her blue eyes transpire a drinkered looks. That’s why watching her beautiful look, the whole village is converted to a drinkers’ village. No body in village is capable to compete her. When she passes through the streets of the village on cat’s walk, the village boys watch her hiding secretely. Her fair complexion increases the redness of the sun light.  Every body in the village is interested to have her look and to talk with her.

Now enjoy the song.

 Here Pind = Village  Puyade= fighing 

Billo= Cat’s eyed,  Vekh ke= by Look

Sare pindich puyade paye

Hay hay ni tere gore rang ne,

 Oh Oh ni tere gore rang ne billo.

Sare pindich puyade paye…………

Tere nile nayana vich duldi sharab ni,

Ho gaya sharabi tujhe vekh ke Panjabni.

Tera nakhra mech na khaye,

Hay hay ni tere gore rang ne,

Oh oh ni tere gore rang ne billo. 

Sare pindich puyade paye……..

Ture tu jado pase mar mar ke,

Mallo malli khangte hun mudde tenu tadke

O tenu vekhiya sabar na aaye.

Hay hay ni tere gore rang ne,

Oh oh ni tere gore rang ne.

Sare pindich puyade paye….

Dhoop nal goriye tu roop nal dharauni

Roop ki ye lali lave suraj mein khoni.

Oh billo das tenu ye kaun samjhaye.

Hay hay ni tere gore rang ne,

Sare pindich puyade paye tere gore rang ne…

Swati Garg .

              Marathi Manus Baal Geet

To my sweet sweet Mumbaikar sis.

This is a most beautiful Marathi Manus Baal Geet.In this song the child is thinking about a banglow of chocolate having trees of toffees from which he can pick up toffies. The banglow will have circular window like lemon juice tablet, have pipermint court yard with red flowers, a small phone ringing hello hello. On it’s parapet of biscuits there will be a beautiful peacock. Between it’s silver trees the moon plays the game I Spy. On it’s high tree there should a ‘Robin’ in a cage.

Assawa sundar chocolatecha bangla,

Chanderi Soneri Chamchamta changla.

Chocolatechya banglyala toffeech daar

Sheptichya zupkyala zadun zagun khai

Assawa sunder chocolatecha bangla

Gol gol lemonchya khidkya gol,

Hello hello karayala chotasa phone.

Biscuitchya gachchivar mor shandar

Pipermintchya anganat fule lal lal.

Assawa sundar chocolatecha bangala

Chandichya zadamadhe chandoba rahto,

Chotyashya fulanshi lapachapi khelto.

Unch unch zokyacha khel rangala,

Mainecha pinjra var tangla.

Kiti kiti sunder chocolatecha bangla

Chanderi soneri chamchamta changla.

Asaava sunder chocolatecha bangla

Assawa sundar chocolatecha bangla.

Swati Garg.