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Muhabbat hai kyaa cheez humko bataao

Posted on: May 20, 2013


This article is written by Sudhir, a fellow enthusiast of Hindi movie music and a regular contributor to this blog.

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The Many Colors of Love #1
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“Mohabbat Hai Kyaa Cheez, Hamko Bataao”

Through the history of mankind, this question has been asked many millions of times. And as many millions of times poets, philosophers, lovers, thinkers, believers, and yes, the disbelievers too, have talked about it. And yet, in every age, in every culture, in every generation, every individual mind still continues to ask this question. The same minds continue to discover new definitions and new flavors. Adam and Eve wondered about it, as they looked upon the tree of the forbidden fruit. Brahma, the creator of the universe, was so enamored by his own creation of the feminine form, that he forsook his lotus seat as the creator God, and ran after her. Lord Shiva was so captivated with the Mohini incarnation of Lord Vishnu, that he too left his abode in Kailash, and in pursuit of that vision. The renowned Sufi poet, Rumi was moved to write “Love is the astrolabe of God’s mysteries”.

Every culture has lasting stories of love. Even local populations have their own legends. The legends abound even in the histories and mythologies of Gods. The emotion of love is so prime in the scheme of human existence, that every belief system has a patron God of love. The tales of love and lovers are ever so numerous, as is fathomless the depth and the variety of this emotion. Of all the fairy tales, the most loved ones are about charming princesses and knights in shining armor, who will fight the dragons and the wicked kings and vazirs, to win the hand of the fair maidens. There is a thread of love in every myth, in every fable. The story may be ‘happily ever after’ or a tragedy, there is love involved in it always. Be it the sinister sounding ‘Phantom of the Opera’, or the tale of ‘Beauty and the Beast’, or the intense tragedy of ‘Hamlet’, the sinister theme of ‘Wuthering Heights’, the lofty tales of Camelot and the sword Excalibur –the emotion of love is the core life breath of every tale.

The stories of the thousand Arabian Nights arose from the pains of love repudiated. And they lasted a thousand nights because of the desire of Scheherazade to bring back the happiness of love into life of Shahryar. The war of the Trojan enormity happened once again for the love of a woman. Every race, every culture have their ‘Romoe and Juliet’, ‘Laila Majnu’, ‘Adonis and Aphrodite’, ‘Sohni Mahiwal’, ‘Liang and Zhu’ (this legend from China), ‘Guinevere and Lancelot’, ‘Cleopetra and Mark Antony’, ‘Shirin and Farhad’ – and the list goes on and on from around the world. People of the mountain have their stories of ‘lover’s leap’, and the people of the sea and the rivers have their stories of whirlpools and nights of colossal storms. The people in other places have other stories. But everywhere, in every age, in every culture, these legends of two people in love, are told – on long journeys, around campfires in the night, and in the laps of the grandma.

After propounding all the values of human existence, and teaching about all the good and bad in life, every faith, every religion finally talks about love. Be it the love for humanity in the theme of ‘vaasudev kutumbakam’ (all humanity is one big family), or the brotherly love contained in the commandment of ‘Love Thy Neighbor’, or the image of the man’s primal love in the essence of ‘maashooqa’ – the perception of God personified in a beloved. It is love that reigns supreme. It is love that is the greatest. It is love that is the essence of soul. It is love that this universe is made of.

In our scriptures, the story of creation starts with the Param Brahm, the primal entity of Godhead, having a desire to share. And sharing, in itself is an essential manifestation of the emotion of love. So when the this thought emanated from this primal Param Brahm, the creation was ordained. An immense universe was created and populated with souls that are themselves tiny fractions of primal super soul itself. And thence began the game of life that we are aware of. The sustenance of the existence of all these tiny soul images, is once again an act of love. For that is why one cares for one’s family and children. Because there is love at the basis of this familial affiliation. And then there is the end of this game – the ‘maha pralaya’, the ‘qayaamat’ or the Day of Judgment. In the western philosophies, this part of the story is (imho) so wrongly depicted as an act of destruction. Whereas if one follows the eastern and the Hindu description of this event, it is more a dissolution of this imaginary game of universe, and the assimilation of all the tiny specks of soul back into the primal super soul. Once again, an act of love – an embrace that outweighs any level of closeness. All life long, the souls have this desire for such an ultimate embrace, that is so limited by the very physical existence. That ultimate embrace, the ultimate sharing of love – it is possible only when the fragments of soul shed their physical bonds and appear face to face – or soul to soul, in front of the super soul. The ultimate conversation of love is the tête-à-tête of the souls. In our bhakti discourses, it is the ‘atma nivedanam’, the ultimate proximity of love, the highest stage of meeting of the souls.

Thousands and thousands of stories have been told, and yet, the heart that is on to becoming young for the first time, still asks the same question again. And so do many a weary heart near the end of the journey

“Mohabbat Hai Kya Cheez, Hamen Bhi Bataao”

This question is a wonder that has always been, and this question will be a wonder that will never cease, till this universe is. With this article, I am initiating a series about the subject of love in Hindi film songs. I will be covering some very rare and some completely unheard songs in this series. The topics in the series will cover some flavor, some aspect of love, and each such flavor will be accompanied with an appropriate song. Let us see how far this story of love will go. :)

For the unanswered question that continues to fascinate and captivate every young mind, I come to this song from the 1982 film ‘Prem Rog’. This wonderful song poses the question, and then asks for an answer from a ‘bhanwaraa’, a ‘patanga’ and a drunk ‘aashiq’. With all the experience that these three are expected to have, being engrossed with the pursuit of love all their lives, the irony is that even they answer back by asking the same question. It is said that nothing is impossible for the imagination of the poet. And yet, in this case, the poet tells us about the vagaries of love, and without really answering the question, he is indicating the answers. That is the beauty of the verses – the answer lies somewhere in there. And yet, the people who are so engrossed with love, when asked about it, turn back and ask the same question.

These beautiful words come from the magic wand of Santosh Anand. This song won him the Filmfare’s best lyrics award for that year. The music is by Laxmikant Pyaarelal, and singing voices are of Lata Mangeshkar and Suresh Wadkar. On screen, this song is performed by Rishi Kapoor and Padmini Kolhapure. The story is about a young man secretly in love with a girl of a much higher standing, who is too innocent to understand the emotions. The girl gets married to another young man, but returns home a widow very soon. The rest of the film is about how the young man persists to get his beloved away from the stark traditions of a widow’s life by standing up against her family, and risking both their lives for it.

After the business disaster of his magnum opus ‘Mera Naam Joker’ (1970), a disillusioned Raj Kapoor came back with a vengeance with a string of hit films that explored the emotional and sensual relationship between a man and a woman. The films ‘Bobby’ (1973), ‘Satyam Shivam Sundaram’ (1978), ‘Prem Rog’ (1982) and ‘Ram Teri Ganga Maili’ (1985) became synonymous with the explorations of love in its various phases and aspects. In the process he picked up two best director and two best film awards, besides being nominated in both categories for all the four films (Filmfare awards). Plus of course, confounding the trade pundits as to the box office success.

So then, what is the answer to this question. For the lack of my own imagination, I borrow once again from Rumi, who has written,

Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear,
But love unexplained is clearer

And maybe that is the answer, the true answer. That is the answer this song provides too.

kuchh na bola
apni dhun mein
bas yehi gaata rahaa
mohabbat hai kya cheez . . .

Enjoy this initiation and ruminate. There are more thoughts coming up in the write ups that follow.

ye din kyun nikalta hai, ye raat kyun hoti hai
ye peed kahaan se uth’ti hai, ye aankh kyun roti hai

These rising days
And falling nights
Wherefore they come from
And why
Wherefrom does this ache emanate
And why do these eye cry

mohabbat hai kya cheez, humko bataao
ye kis ne shuru ki, hamen bhi sunaao

Tell me
O please tell me
What is this thing called love
Who started this
I want to listen

shaam tak thha ek bhanwraa phool par mandlaa rahaa
raat honay tak kamal ki pankhudi mein band thha
qaid se chhoota subha to hum ne poochha kya hua

All the day long
The nectar seeker
Hovered around the lotus flower
Fascinated, in love
When the night fell
And the petals closed in
The seeker, held captive inside
Spent the night
In the embrace of his beloved
At dawn
The petals opened again
The captive was free
And others asked him
What had happened in the night

kuchh na bola, kuchh na bola
kuchh na bola apni dhun mein, bas yehi gaata rahaa
mohabbat hai kya cheez

The seeker could not answer
Not a word left his lips
But in his own zany way
Simply sang the words again
Tell me
O please tell me
What is this thing called love

dehakta hai badan kaise, sulagti hain ye saansen kyun
ye kaisi aag hoti hai, pighalti hai ye shamma kyun

What is this burning
That consumes my being
Why are my breaths fiery and ablaze
What is this fire like
Is this fire of love
That is dissolving away
My being, my existence
My existence as the light of illumination

jal utthi shamma to machal kar parwaana aa gayaa
aag ke daaman mein apne aap ko liptaa diyaa
hum ne poochha doosre ki aag mein rakha hai kyaa

When the flame is lit
Ah, here comes the flame seeker
With bubbling passions inside
And just falls into an embrace
With his shining beloved
And I asked him
What joy is it
To burn in another’s fire

kuchh na bola, kuchh na bola
kuchh na bola apni dhun mein, bas yehi gaata rahaa
mohabbat hai kya cheez

The seeker could not answer
Not a word left his lips
But in his own zany way
Simply sang the words again
Tell me
O please tell me
What is this thing called love

nasha hota hai kaisa, behakte hain kadam kaise
nazar kuchh bhi nahin aata, ye masti kaisi hoti hai

Oh say
What is this stupor like
Why is walk unbalanced
Why is the vision so blurred
What are these fervent passions for
What are they like

ek din guzre jo hum maiqade ke mod se
ek maikash jaa rahaa thhaa mai se rishtaa jod ke
hum ne poochha kis liye tu umra bhar peeta rahaa

One evening
I passed by the corner of the tavern
I espied a dazed and a tipsy drunk
Seemingly in a lifelong wager with the wine
I asked him
O whyfore have you been drinking
All your life

kuchh na bola, kuchh na bola
kuchh na bola apni dhun mein, bas yehi gaata rahaa
mohabbat hai kya cheez

The drunkard did not answer
Not a word left his lips
But in his own zany way
Simply sang the words again
Tell me
O please tell me
What is this thing called love


Song-Muhabbat hai kyaa cheez humko bataao (Prem Rog)(1982) Singers-Lata, Suresh Wadkar, Lyrics-Santosh Anand, MD-Laxmikant Pyarelal
Both

Lyrics

ye din kyun nikalta hai
ye raat kyun hoti hai
ye peed kahaan se uth’ti hai
ye aankh kyun roti hai

muhabbat hai kya cheez
muhabbat hai kya cheez
humko bataao
muhabbat hai kya cheez
humko bataao
ye kis ne shuru ki
kis ne shuru ki
hamen bhi sunaao
muhabbat hai kya cheez
humko bataao
ye kis ne shuru ki
hamen bhi sunaao
muhabbat hai kya cheez
muhabbat hai kya cheez

shaam tak thha ek bhanwraa
phool par mandlaa rahaa
raat honay tak kamal ki
pankhudi mein band thha
qaid se chhoota subha to
hum ne poochha kya hua
qaid se chhoota subha to
hum ne poochha kya hua
kuchh na bola
kuchh na bola
kuchh na bola
apni dhun mein
bas yehi gaata rahaa
muhabbat hai kya cheez
humko bataao
ye kis ne shuru ki
hamen bhi sunaao

muhabbat hai kya cheez
muhabbat hai kya cheez

dehakta hai badan kaise
sulagti hain ye saansen kyun
ye kaisi aag hoti hai
pighalti hai ye shamma kyun
dehakta hai badan kaise
sulagti hain ye saansen kyun
ye kaisi aag hoti hai
pighalti hai ye shamma kyun
jal utthi shamma to
machal kar parwaana aa gayaa
aag ke daaman mein
apne aap ko liptaa diyaa
hum ne poochha doosre ki
aag mein rakha hai kyaa
kuchh na bola
kuchh na bola
kuchh na bola
apni dhun mein
bas yehi gaata rahaa

mohabbat hai kya cheez
humko bataao
ye kis ne shuru ki
hamen bhi sunaao
muhabbat hai kya cheez
muhabbat hai kya cheez

nasha hota hai kaisa
behakte hain kadam kaise
nazar kuchh bhi nahin aata
ye masti kaisi hoti hai
ek din guzren jo hum
maiqade ke mod se
ek maikash jaa rahaa thhaa
mai se rishtaa jod ke
hum ne poochha kis liye tu
umr bhar peeta rahaa
hum ne poochha kis liye tu
umr bhar peeta rahaa
kuchh na bola
kuchh na bola
kuchh na bola
apni dhun mein
bas yehi gaata rahaa

muhabbat hai kya cheez
humko bataao

ye kis ne shuru ki
hamen bhi sunaao
muhabbat hai kya cheez
humko bataao

ye kis ne shuru ki
hamen bhi sunaao
muhabbat hai kya cheez
muhabbat hai kya cheez
muhabbat hai kya cheez
muhabbat hai kya cheez

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Hindi script lyrics (Provided by Sudhir)
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ये दिन क्यूँ निकलता है
ये रात क्यूँ होती है
ये पीड़ कहाँ से उठती है
ये आँख क्यूँ रोती है

मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
हमको बताओ
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
हमको बताओ
ये किसने शुरू की
किसने शुरू की
हमें भी सुनाओ
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
हमको बताओ
ये किसने शुरू की
हमें भी सुनाओ
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़

शाम तक था एक भँवरा
फूल पर मंडला रहा
रात होने तक कमल की
पंखुड़ी में बंद था
क़ैद से छूता सुबहा तो
हमने पूछा क्या हुआ
क़ैद से छूता सुबहा तो
हमने पूछा क्या हुआ
कुछ न बोला
कुछ न बोला
कुछ न बोला
अपनी धुन में
बस यही गाता रहा
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
हमको बताओ
ये किसने शुरू की
हमें भी सुनाओ

मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़

दहकता है बदन कैसे
सुलगती हैं ये सांसें क्यूँ
ये कैसी आग होती है
पिघलती है ये शम्मा क्यूँ
दहकता है बदन कैसे
सुलगती हैं ये सांसें क्यूँ
ये कैसी आग होती है
पिघलती है ये शम्मा क्यूँ
जल उठी शम्मा तो
मचल कर परवाना आ गया
आग के दामन में
अपने आप को लिपटा दिया
हमने पूछा दूसरे की
आग में रखा है क्या
कुछ न बोला
कुछ न बोला
कुछ न बोला
अपनी धुन में
बस यही गाता रहा

मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
हमको बताओ
ये किसने शुरू की
हमें भी सुनाओ
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़

नशा होता है कैसा
बहकते हैं कदम कैसे
नज़र कुछ भी नहीं आता
ये मस्ती कैसी होती है
एक दिन गुजरे जो हम
मैकदे के मोड़ से
एक मैकश जा रहा था
मय से रिश्ता जोड़ के
हम ने पूछा किस लिए तू
उम्र भर पीता रहा
हम ने पूछा किस लिए तू
उम्र भर पीता रहा
कुछ न बोला
कुछ न बोला
कुछ न बोला
अपनी धुन में
बस यही गाता रहा

मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
हमको बताओ

ये किसने शुरू की
हमें भी सुनाओ
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
हमको बताओ

ये किसने शुरू की
हमें भी सुनाओ
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़
मोहब्बत है क्या चीज़

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7 Responses to "Muhabbat hai kyaa cheez humko bataao"

Sudhir ji

Thank you for posting my favourite song, Especially the lines
“dehakta hai badan kaise, sulagti hain ye saansen kyun
ye kaisi aag hoti hai, pighalti hai ye shamma kyun”
always haunt me.

Enjoyed reading very much. Again thanks for that. Raj kapoor picturised the song very beautifully, and I liked Rishi Kapoor`s serious performance very very much. Still I enjoy this movie after watching this movie many a times.

And excellent performances by all of character artistes, (Shammi Kapoor, Leela Mishra,Dina Pathak,Kulbhushan Kharbanda, Javed Khan, Bindu, Om prakash, Monty,Kiran Vairale,Vijayendra Ghatge,Tanuja, Sushma Seth,Dulari,Praveen Paul,T.P.Jain,Sudha Chopra,Raza Murad(I love to hate Raza`s performance in this movie)Asha sachdev`s excellent Mujra,
and ek se badhkar ek gaane movie ke,

Kaamna chandra`s Story is very good(Kaamna chandra is the mother of hindi movie director TAnuja chandra,Novelist Vikram chandra and Film Critic-Anupama chopra(Anupama chopra is 3rd wife of Vidhu Vinod Chopra

And the dancer appearing in the song is JEZBEL, the famous cabret dancer featured in many movies at those times.

Sorry Sudhir ji
Bhool gaya likhne ko

Loved the series title “The many colours of love”,
Waiting for many many colours of love through your excellent selection of songs.

Love you
Regards
Prakash

Sudhir ji,
This colour was very good,now awaitng other colours….
-AD

What a lovely post to kick off this series, Sudhirji. Now eagerly waiting for more songs in this series, with their various shades of love. :-)

Dear Sudhir,

The title of your new series of articles ‘many colours of love’ is apt. Love has infinite colours and I am sure that articles under this series would run longer if not infinite :)

Don’t laugh at me if I say that there are some geets and ghazals in which I get a doubt whether they are addressed to the beloved or the Almighty. Whether they are in praise of the beloved or the God. For example the ghazal ‘rehne laga hai dil mein andhera tere baghair from ‘Roti’ (1942) can be interpreted as being addressed to beloved as well as to the God. Similar interpretation can also be made in respect of the song ‘tumhaare bulaane ko jee chaahata hai’ from ‘Laadli’ (1949). In fact, sometime last year, I came across on YT, an audio clip of a different version of this song being sung as a ‘naat’ with few changes in the lyrics. Unfortunately, I am not able to locate it now.

Incidentally, both the songs referred to in my comments were written by Behzad Lucknawi who later migrated to Pakistan and turned spiritual.

Sudhirji,
Thank you for the new series “The many colors of love”. Colors may be many, but the purity is just like “white”. Just like a circle or a sphere, LOVE has no beginning or the end. It never started, never it will end. Like a sphere, it will always be in a motion.
Waiting for your next song in this series. :)

Lovely series Sudhir Ji. Looking forward to this series :). Thank you.

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