koi kami mere vich hovegi....song by debi

koi kami mere vich hovegi....je yaar mere naal gusse ne,koi kammi mere vich hovegi...jihna utte chir da si eitbaar mere naal gusse ne..koi kammi mere vich hovegikoi kammi mere vich hovegi.....rukna si jithe rukia nai,jhukna si jithe jhukia nai...je same di chaal nu takia nai,jo bananaa si ban sakia nai......koi kammi mere vich hovegi...koi kammi mere .......kise dil vich fera paaiaa naije kise ne mainu chaahiaa nai...moonh sohne kinne hoth sohne...naa kise te mera aaya nai..koi kammi mere vich hovegi,koi kammi mere vich .......horaan de roop nu sekdiaan,horaan nu mathaa tekdiaan,jo akhaan bahut pasand mainu...kyon mere val ni vekhdiaan ....koi kammi mere vich hovegi.....koi kammi mere vich hovegi.......bai kaiyaan ton jhootha pai gia main,kaiyaan de man ton leh gia main...o mere naal de agge lang gae ne, je kalla e piche reh gia main....koi kammi mere vich hovegi...koi kammi mere vich hovegi..ik tagma jo mashhoori da,yaaran di hiq te pakka ae..ik ishtihaar jo nindiaa daa,meri pith ton je nai lathaa ae...koi kammi mere vich hovegi...koi kammi mere vich hovegi...je khat vi ajj kal ghat paunde,milano vi ajj kal ghat aaunde,o jeebaan naal DEBI dangde ne,din aukhe je kar langde ne......koi kammi mere vich hovegi...koi kammi mere vich hovegi...

Shivkumarbatalvi...king of pains

Shiv Kumar was born on July 23, 1936, village Bara Pind Lohtian, Shakargarh Tehsil, (now in Punjab province, Pakistan), to Pandit Krishan Gopal, village tehsildar in the in the revenue department, and Savita Devi, a housewife. His family moved to Batala Gurdaspur district after partition of India, where his father continued his work as a patwari and young Shiv received his primary education [6].
He completed his matriculation in 1953, from Punjab University, and enrolled in the F.Sc. program at Baring Union Christian College, Batala, though before completing his degree he moved to S.N. College, Qadian, where he joined the Arts program more suited to his persona, though he left that too in the second year. Thereafter he joined a school at Baijnath, Himachal Pradesh to do a diploma in Civil Engineering, here again he left it in the middle [7]. Next he studied for sometime at Govt. Ripudaman College, Nabha. He remained unlucky in love, and bereavement for love loss reflected intensely in his poetry.
Later in life, his father got a job as patwari at Qadian, it was during this period, that he produced some of his best work. His first anthology of poems was published in 1960, titled Piran da Paraga (The Scarf of Sorrows), which became an instant success. In 1965, he became the youngest recipient of the Sahitya Akademi Award in 1967, for his magnum opus, a verse play Loona (1965)[8]. His poetry recitations, and singing his own verse, made him and his work even more popular amongst the masses.

In early 1967, he got married, and in 1968, he shifted to Chandigarh, where he joined the State Bank of India, as a PRO. In the following years, bad health plagued him, though he continued to write prolifically. His writings has always been open about his pronounced death wish [9], and on May 7, 1973, he died at his residence of father-in-law, at Kir Mangyal, Pathankot, all of 36 years.
Personal life
On Feb 5, 1967 he married, Arun [10] , a Brahmin girl, from Kir Mangyal, Gurdaspur district, and later the couple had two children, Meharbaan (1968) and Puja (1969).

[edit] Works
Piran da Paraga (The Scarf of Sorrows) (1960)
Mainu Vida Karo (Bid Me Farewell) (1961)
Gazlan Te Geet
Aarti (Prayer) (1971)
Lajwanti (Touch Me Not)(1961)
Atte Dian Chirian (The Sparrows of Flour) (1962).
Loona (1965)
Main Te Main (I and Me) (1970)
Dardmandan Dian Aahin
Sog
Alvida (Farewell) (1974)
Shiv Kumar: Sampuran Kav Sangreh (Complete Works); Lahore Book Shop, Ludhiana.
Birha da Sultan [11],(A selection from Shiv Kumar Betalvi's poems), Selected by Amrita Pritam, Sahitya Akademi, 1993. ISBN 81-7201-417-1.
Luna (English), tr. by B.M. Bhatta, Sahitya Akademi, 2005, ISBN 81-260-1873-9.

[edit] Legacy
One of his anthology, Alvida (Farewell) was published posthumously in 1974, by the Guru Nanak Dev University, Amritsar. 'Shiv Kumar Batalvi Award' for Best Writer, is given each year [12][13].

[edit] In Media
Singers, Jagjit Singh-Chitra Singh, and Surinder Kaur, have sung many of his poems [14], the recent album, Rabbi (2004), by Rabbi Shergill features, his poem, "Ishtihar". Punjabi folk singer, Hans Raj Hans also did a popular album, ‘Gham’, on the poetry of Shiv Kumar. In 2005, a compliation album was released, titled, Ek Kudi Jida Naa Mohabbat... 'Shiv Kumar Batalvi, with numbers sung by Mahendra Kapoor, Jagjit Singh and Asa Singh Mastana [15].
In 2004, Punjabi play titled Dardaan Da Darya based on the life of Shiv Kumar was performed at 'Punjab Kala Bhavan', Chandigarh [16].

[edit] Excerpts
Mainu Vida Karo (Bid Me Farewell)I am going to die in the season of youth,I am going to depart without emptying my contents,After completing a cycle of separation from you. [7]

[edit] Further reading
Makers of Indian Literature: Shiv Kumar Batalvi, by Prof. S.Soze, Published by Sahitya Akademi, 2001. ISBN 8126009233.
Shiv Kumar Batalvi : Jeevan Ate Rachna
Shiv Batalvi: A Solitary and Passionate singer, by Om Prakash Sharma, 1979, Sterling Publishers, New Delhi LCCN: 79-905007.
Shiv Kumar Batalvi, Jiwan Te Rachna, by Jeet Singh Sitola. LCCN: 83-900413
Shiv Kumar da Kavi Jagat, by Dharam Pal Singola. LCCN: 79-900386
Shiv Kumar, Rachna Samsar, by Amarik Singh Punni. LCCN: 90-902390
Shiv Kumar, Kavi vich Birah; by Surjit Singh Kanwal. LCCN: 88-901976

My first attempt to RAP

Lets start with making ryhmes...


You wanna know me then go ahead...its nothin cool enough abt me but go ahead..
how many times u want to get rid of ur own DNA...when ur every effort go waste nyway..
when things go down nd u out of race how many times u slapped ur own face

you wanna know me then go ahead...

teenage i spent in most misery...better say if we call it a slavery...
things that i loved and desired are got vanish through dispute...its like a child jump but could'nt get fruit
it's feeling like hell when someone u love nd she don't cares...when u spent all money on bills nd u don't have fares
it hurts a lot but u can't do nything becz it's u only who raised everything

you wanna know me then go ahead...

when every night ended with tears...and every dream got break by fears...
when friends needed me, i went nd be thereand when i needed them they wer'nt close here
When got robbed by black hearted but white faces, i screamed on me bout my own but fuckin mistakes

you wanna know me then go ahead...

when u get something which u never expecting... when u love someone never knowing dat she is faking..
i remember her each and every thing,she didher without pinned long hair,her smile,her dresses,her talks..her way of thinking,her happy moments,her sad moments..Yes i know she'll neither come nor i can forget at all.but is this my friend which u call LIFE.