PEE YA BASANTI RE......kahe giraye, pee ja!!!! - By Dada

PEE YA BASANTI RE......kahe giraye, pee ja!!!!

Much ado about Pee



Most of these are writings of dada & me....
Please be updated that this is clean shit I mean clean chit fun and not intended for any harm or offence, just a few tonnes of laughs...


This is what in URDU is also known as Chirkeene or Chirkini and goes like :


Khana Khilaya Yaar ko Apne Dast Se

Pyas jo lagi peshaab (Pesh Aab) kar diya.

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Dar pe aajaye jo koi pyasa musafir

kardo us ke saamne tum paish aab

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Chirkeen se munh chhipaoge bait-ul-khula mein kya,

be-parda ho gaye kahaan, phir raha lihaaz

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Chilkan-E-Mehfil Mein

Is Khadar Aana Hua

Pehle Thodi Aithan Hui

Phir Jam Ker Paikhana Hua

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Thaa Giraftaari Mein Jo Khatra Mujhe Be-Daad Ka,

Kar Diya Bait- Ul- Khala Hug Hug Ke Ghar Sayyaad Ka.

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Ran Mein Jis Dam Taigh Kheenchi Haidar-E-Karraar Ne,

Hag Dia Dahshat Ke Maare Lashkar-E-Kuffaar Ne.

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Rok Kar Ghode Ko Us Ne Meri Turbat Pe Kaha

Leed Karni Ho To Kar Le Tu Yahin Thodi Si

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Qabr Pe Aa Ke Bhi Uss But Ne Na Moota Afsos

Kaam Kuch Apne Na Marg-E-Shab-E-Hijraan Aai

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Hamesha Rahte Ho Baitul Khala Mein Tum ‘Chirkeen’

Jahaan Mein Kis Ko Tumhara Makaan Nahin Ma’loom


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Kya Khata ‘Chirkeen’ Ki Saabit Ki, Jo Kahte Ho Bura

Har Ghadi Ki Goo-Ha-Chhi-Chhi, Jaan-E-Man Behtar Nahin

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Maronde Pet Mein Uthein Na Kis Tarah ’’Chirkeen’’,

Kisi Ki Zulf Ka Yaad Aya Pench-O-Taab Hamein.

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Chandni Ko Khet Mein Jab Hagne Baitha Maah-Ru,

Leed Kha Kha Kar Hilaal-E-Charkh Gardun Ho Gaya.

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Dast Par Dast Chale Aate Hain Le Jald Khabar,

Tere Beemaar Ka Ab Haal Hai Patla Qaatil.

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Dast-Bar-Daar Hoon In Baaton Se Ab Jaane De,

Qatl ‘Chirkeen’ Ko Na Kar, Goo Na Uchhaal Ai Qaatil.

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Roz-O-Shab Hagne Se Tum Us Se Khfa Rahte The

Mehtaro Khush Raho ‘Chirkeen’ Ne Watan Chhoda

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Chitak Chitak Ke Wo Jaati Hai Naand Ke Baahar

Udaaye Deta Hai Bhujwa Juwaar Phuski Mein

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Kisi Ke Paad Se Udte Na Kankari Dekhi

Udaaye Deta Hai ‘Chirkeen’ Pahaad Phuski Se

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Hum Se Achche Hain Pakhaane Ke Qadamche ‘Chirkeen’,

Hum To Deedar Ko Tarsen Wo Barehna Dekhen.

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Now starts the other part.............

Friends, roman, bloggers and Peemen, PS - Peewomen included, I share this post, for it aint me or mine, but a linked one through dada, though some modification posed in to adept To Pee or Not to Pee





On World Population Day a storm erupted in pee cup. A Swami in Agnivesh made a candid confession about his unconventional means to divest himself of his bed- wetting past. We laughed so loud that we ended up wetting our pants. Of course it was followed by the mortal fear of what if I am made to drink my urine to get rid of what might become a habit. After all it’s not every day that a self-avowed Hindu reformist proclaims “I used to drink my own urine to prevent myself from wetting my bed”. (Not that any communalism is involved, please keep negativity out, Pee is positivity and can be used in place of battery water as well)

The statement was in support of the unnecessary controversy surrounding a Vishwa-bharati student. She was made to drink her own bodily discharge by her warden from hell. If at 10, a child is still wetting her bed, surely it’s not a psychological disorder! Her well-wishers have the birthright to inflict more trauma to free her from this shameful habit.

As a nation that takes it’s Swamis too seriously including a motor-mouth called Subramaniam, I am terrified of the damning consequences of Agnivesh’s urine therapy.

Picture this – It’s a Friday evening and you head to the neighbourhood pub, hoping for a spirited evening. On the way you narrowly miss Dhoble and order yourself a drink to soothe your frayed nerves, only to be served a suspicious yellow looking thing. The bartender happily informs you that this all new cocktail, Pee-na-colada is on the house. You now run to the washroom with the intent to puke and you’re startled by a loud CHEERS emanating from behind one of the closed doors.

You’ve had enough for the day and decide to spend the rest of evening at Barrista. The boy at the counter asks you – coffee, tea or pee?

Your appetite now gone for a toss, you walk into a bookstore desperately looking for a comforting book that you can snuggle up to. And all you can see is stacks of the newest bestseller that’s taken the world by storm - Fifty shades of Yellow by P.James.

You sleep fitfully and wake up to newspapers full of reports of parents inspired by the all new U-therapy, who have decided to rid their babies of drinking and peeing problems in one go. Huggies in keeping with market demands has now started selling diaper shaped cups. In the business section, PepsiCo is planning the mega launch of its all new drink – Pissleri. Your Blackberry pings. It’s your company’s CEO Mr Mutreja, informing you that you’ve been made in-charge of Pissleri advertising blitzkrieg. 

The slogan is already floating in your mind - Kyonki Pee ke aage jeet hai.

That night you can’t sleep, petrified what Swami Agnivesh has to say to men who have wet dreams.

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