My beloved has come, (Mera piya ghar aya) Bulleh Shah (1680-1758)

Banish the timekeeper, my beloved has come home, my precious one!

Again and again the time keeper strikes the gong,

Diminishing this night of our union.

Were he to look into my heart,

Himself, he would fling it away.

The unheard music plays majestically.

The singer accomplished in rhythm and measure.

Forgotten are my prayers

As the distiller gives me plentiful wine.

At the wondrous sight of his face,

All my sorrows vanished.

The night marches on. How can I extend it?

O build a wall against the day!

I have lost myself.

I can not remember when I was wedded.

It is not possible to hide,

This complete grace that is upon me.

Many magic spells were cast,

Magicians came, big and small.

Now that my beloved is home,

I will remain with him for a hundred thousand years.

Says Bulle Shah, in this beloved bed

I have crossed over to the other side.

Finally, my turn came,

Separation is no longer possible.

Banish the timekeeper, my beloved has come home, my precious one. 

What Of World War 3?

What Of World War 3?

This subject was brought to my attention on MasterAdrian’s weblog…..

Many people keep holding their breath that one of these bullah*t inventions will not lead to another world war……..

Because I study international relations, especially war, its causes and results,  I saw this piece and had to read to see what it was all about…….first, let me say I am dubious of this news….why?  It comes from…

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