Leave behind the conflicts of the world, let us nurture love anew,
What good comes from these entanglements? Let us nurture love anew.
Bharumal Amrani
Bharu Mal Amrani is a distinguished folklorist, poet, writer, researcher, journalist, script writer & compere of Radio Pakistan, and social–environmental activist from Tharparkar, Sindh, who has devoted more than two decades to the preservation, documentation, and promotion of Thari dialect, folklore, culture, and heritage. Currently he is working as a subject specialist of Sindhi at Raichand Rathore Government Higher Secondary School, Chelhar. Born on 17 February 1982 in village Soothar jo Tarr near Chelhar, Tharparkar, he obtained his Master’s degree in Sindhi Literature and Education and did law graduation from the University of Sindh, Jamshoro. He is the author of ten books in Sindhi on Thari folk songs, literature, poetry, culture, and history, and has also compiled and translated important works into Urdu and Punjabi, including the Punjabi translation of his book Sahra kay Dohay, to introduce Thar’s rich literary heritage to a wider national audience. In recognition of his outstanding literary, academic, journalistic, and social services, Bharu Mal Amrani has received several prestigious awards.
Let us nurture love anew
Leave behind the conflicts of the world, let us nurture love anew,
What good comes from these entanglements? Let us nurture love anew.
Those Eids, those Holis—where are ours ever apart?
May the festive gatherings always thrive, let us nurture love anew.
All voices unite as one, singing songs of peace,
The heart longs for us to be together, let us nurture love anew.
Where the soul finds solace, where verses take form,
Why stir up old grievances there? Let us nurture love anew.
These borders, these villages are all ours; we are sons of the same soil,
Why cast our neighborhoods into hatred? Let us nurture love anew.
Just as Sindh is my mother, Sindh is your mother too,
Let us burn the boats of prejudice, let us nurture love anew.
ڇڏي ڏي لوڪ جا جهيڙا نيئن سِر پيار ٿا پاليون
جهنجهٽ مان فائدا ڪهڙا نئين سر پيار ٿا پاليون
اهي عيدون اهي هوليون الڳ پنهنجون ڪٿي آهن،
متل هردم رهن ميڙا نئين سر پيار ٿا پياليون.
سڀئي آواز هڪڙو ٿي امن جا گيت پيا ڳايون
چوي ٿي دل هجون ڀيڙا نئين سر پيار ٿا پاليون
جتي هي روح ريجهي ٿو جتي هي شعر ٿا سرجن
اتان ڪهڙا ڪجن ڇيڙا نئين سر پيار ٿا پاليون
هي سيمون ڳوٺ سڀ پنهنجا آهيون پُٽ ڌرتيءَ جا،
وجهون ڇو وير ۾ ويڙها نئين سر پيار ٿا پاليون
جهڙي سنڌ ماءُ منهنجي آ، تهڙي سنڌ ماءُ تنهنجي آ
جلايون تعصبي ٻيڙا نئين سر پيار ٿا پاليون
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