Welcome To My Blogs


This forms a compilation of all my written work done so far!!!!!!
The work involves celebrity interviews that I have conducted so far, my journalism work and literary work, my fiction work...and my TV plus radio shows...
I did radio, I did TV, and I always to find the real me..
As a writer, I could write more openly and that explored the real me..
Stay Blessed..
Cheers...
Sadaf

Monday, December 3, 2012

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Radio Show Khalak Sa Wayi 31st Oct 2012


It was something accidental.OOp..s RJ was absent. I was asked to host it suddenly... so doesn't make any difference. :)
Live Radio Show Khalak Sa Wayi 31st Oct 2012 by sadaffayyaz

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Eid Shows 27th, 28th & 29th Oct 2012..............


Eid show on first day of Eid... "Distribution system of MEAT DISTRIBUTION Type of dishes mostly prepared Vice Versa"
Eid show on 2nd Day of Eid... Feminine show, discussing how women sacrifies their happiness for others, even on EID days....
Eid Show on Third day of Eid...
Dailymotion Links...
Live Radio Show Traskun on first Day of Eid 27th... by sadaffayyaz
Live Radio Show on second day of Eid 28th Oct 2012 by sadaffayyaz
Live Radio Show Wagma on Third day of Eid part 1 by sadaffayyaz
Live Radio Show Wagma on Third day of Eid part 2 by sadaffayyaz
Live Radio Show Wagma on Third day of Eid part 3 by sadaffayyaz

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Saturday, October 20, 2012

Radio Show 20th Oct 2012...

World Osteoporosis Day.............Special...


Monday, October 1, 2012

My Radio Show 30th Sept 2012

Today is 1st October....Today I have completed one year at FM 96 as an RJ and broadcaster...Thanks to everyone here for their support and cooperation..FM 96 has been my learning academy as an artist...:-))) Long live radio..... Match between India and Pakistan...........:)

My Radio Show 29th September 2012

This day, 29th Sept is International Heart day.......So show was all about heart..

Monday, September 10, 2012

Quaid ki yaad mein................

Hogaye humse juda aaj hamare Quaid..
They jo hum sab ke dilojan se pyarey Quaid..

Humko ghairon ki ghulami se nikala jis ne...
Quam ki dolti kashti ko sambhala jisne..

Ayega qaum ko ab kon jaganey wala.
Aur iss mulk ki bigri ko banane wala...

Haq-khidmat jo basd-shauk adaa kerta rahey..
Ihel-Islam ke zakhmon ki dawaa kerta rahey...

(A poem my late grandfather written on 11th Sept 1985..)
Today marks death anni of Quaid-e-Azam.....
May Allah keep him in peace, and we really make his dream of a welfare state a true reality............

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

My Favorite Song Lines.........

Dile man.. por dagh ham chohn laalah ast..
Deedaham por ab chohn abre bahar...
Har zaman ba dardo gham yad awaram..
Naw bahar e eshq o en fasleh laalah zaaar, o lalah zarr 
Har jaaa ba yade tu.. chashmam baraye tu...
Faryad mezanam man Az ghame tu... 
Badeh ishq...
(Tr)
My heart is bereaved like tulip...
My eyes are teary like the spring cloud...

Every time I remember with pain and sorrow..
The spring of love and this season of lalehzar...
Everywhere with memory of you...
I cry out from your sorrow...
After love......


 


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 Paimona bideh key khumar astam...
Man ashiq e chasm e mast e yaar astam...
Chashmat key bagh e khutan memanaat...
Royat ba gulab haye chaman memanaat...
Gul roo ba kuneed waraq waraq boyee kaanee....
Ba lalazar e be watan me yaraat...
Az O madanet ager khaber me dashtaam....
Pesh e qadamat kocha ragul me kashtaam...
Gul me kashtam gul e gulab me kashtam...
Khak e qadamt padi dam e war dashtaam....

(Tr):
Bring me the chalice, so I may lose my self...
I'm in love with my Beloved’s intoxicating gaze....
Your eyes light up my secret garden...
Your face makes luminous every rose therein...
Face like a flower, it give petals their sweet fragrance...
The mystic land of my beloved is place less....
If I hear the message of Your sacred arrival...
Under Your feet, I will spread a carpet of flowers....
Spread flowers, spread rose flowers...
I will sacrifice myself at the dust of your feet....(Omar Khayam)


 


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 Man amade am, vaye vaye ke eshq faryad konad...
Man amade am, ke naz bonyad konad....
Aye delbare man, elahy sad sale shavi...
Hamsaye shavi, ke dast be ma saye koni...
Shayad ke nasibe mane bichare shavi...
Eshq amad o kheyme zad be sahraye delam...
Biya ke beravim az in velayat man o to...
To az ghame bi kasi o man az ghame to...
Aye vay delam, vaye delam, vaye delam..
(Tr)
I have come that the love shouts out...
I've come that the coquetry makes a foundation...
O my sweetheart, may you live for hundred years...
May you be my neighbour, so that your hand gives me shade...
Maybe you will be my destiny...
Love came and pitched a tent in my heart...
Come so that we can leave here me and you...
You get sick because of the sorrow of loneliness, and I because of your sorrow...
Oh my heart, oh my heart, oh my heart...

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Library.......with Translation...








A Poem from First Volume of My Grand father's Collection........................



اے میرے نور نظر , لخت جگر!
میں تیرے واسطے ان چند کتابوں کے سوا
اور کیا چیز ھے جو چھوڑ چلا جاؤں گا
اے میرے نور نظر ، لخت جگر!
میں تیرے واسطے ان چند کتابوں کے سوا
اور کیا چیز ھے جو چھوڑ چلا جاؤں گا
لوگ کہتے ھیں جوانی میں بڑ ھاپے کے لئے
مجھکو ورثے میں ملا تھا جو اثاثہ میں نے
سے بربادکیا
گھر میں جو کچھ تھا لٹایا می نے
آج تک یہ مری عادت ہی رہی
اس طرح مری جوانی گزری
میں تیرے واسطے ان چند کتابوں کے سوا
اور کیا چیز ھے جو چھوڑ چلا جاؤں گا
میں نے تعمیر بھی کی
میں نے تخریب بھی کی
مجھ کو اجداد سے ورثے میں ملا تھا جو کچھ
میں نے چاھا کہ اسے ختم کروں

مال و دولت تھی اگر، ساتھ میں ذلت بھی تو تھی
اس میں آمادگئ کفر و بغاوت بھی تو تھی
اس طرف چھیڑ و شرارت بھی تو تھی
میرے اجداد کئ پشت سے تھے حلقہء بگوش
اور غیروں کی غلامی کے اثیر
اس اسیری کے بدولت یہ سب
ان کی تخریب کے اسباب بنے
مجھ کو اجداد سے ورثے میں ملا تھا جو کچھ
اس میں سے
میں تیرے واسطے ان چند کتابوں کے سوا
اور کیا چیز ھے جو چھوڑ چلا جاؤں گا

ان میں ایام گزشتہ کی بھی ھے اک کتاب
جس میں اپنوں کے ھیں احوال رقم
اور اپنوں ھی کی تصویریں کئ
کچھ کے چھروں پہ ھیں قھر کے آثار عیاں
کچھ پہ سایہ ھے حسد کا لرزاں
کچھ پہ ھے تلخئ حالات کا رنگ
کچھ پہ سنگینی کی تلوار نے کھینچی ھے لکیر
کچھ تصاویر کہ بے لوث نظر آتی ھیں
جو کہ بے عیب ھیں اور بے داغ بھی ھیں
یہ تصاویر ھی بخشیں گی نیا عزم ، نیا جوش
تجھ کو بخشیں گی مرادوں کی خوشی
تجھ کو دیں گی تری منزل کا سراغ
یہ تری رھنمائ بھی کریں گی ھر دم
التجا ھے یہ خدا سے کہ تجھے ھو توفیق
کر سکے دونوں میں تفریق عمیق!

(translation)

(A poem from first volume of Collection by my grandfather; Translated by me)

The Light of my eye, the love of my soul!

What is left and which shall run

People are happy to increase in youth

The assets I had inherited

were doomed by me

whatever was there in the house, all havocked

Until today, the dead are used

Way through the dead youth

But few books in your favor

What is left and which shall run

I also constructed

I even destructed

I had inherited from the ancestors that

I'll finish it now

If wealth was, the shame came with it

It was also a war of disbelief and rebellion

Even the naughty side and was launched

My ancestors were from several milieus

And was there the emulation of the slave

Thanks to all of this slavery

Became their means of destruction

I had inherited from the ancestors that
except;;;;;;

But few books in your favor

What is left and which shall run


Of these days is also a tome from aged days

Stating the affairs of some loved ones

And depicting several pictures of some dear ones too

You will see rage on some faces

Some faces would reflect deep envy,

Some are tormented badly,

Some, you will find agonizing

that some images are displaced

Who are without fault and are spotless too

These images will give you a new determination, a new enthusiasm

Will give you the pleasure of desire

Will show you the path to follow

And guide you at each point

I pray to God that you are able to

Distinguish between the two deeper!