Had this been released earlier we would have watched with pride and joy in our hearts now it is with pride and sadness.what an ideal pair made in heaven.
I can’t watch him now without getting emotional. 😢. He performed 2 months ago in Troy, NY and I was so happy to see him. At that time it was clear that he had lost weight but still performed as well as ever. He will surely be missed.
A poem for the Family,. POEM ,,,*****SPRING FLOWERS*****,,,,, I gathered for you..... By M.Bugi.Ansari Bugiandassociates,.. Dance on my tunes, in Little Beehive of Passion, Bring me the news, where I must Go to collect the next Bunch of Flowers, For my offerings, in my sacred Temples, So pleasing are the gestures, she Makes standing in front of a castle, Announcing, celebrations of Spring, In front of a Palace made of Flowers , Where She roams around collecting, shouting, No not there come over here, I found some more, Fairies of Nature Giggling, look at them each year they are so fewer than last year, Oh I care for my Listeners, viewers, as as well as pleasure seekers, Of Wine merry making, in my Valley's, NEAR OR FAR, How will I know who heard me, I shall keep trying, Tucking my hair with Wild flowers, as well as a wild Rose, U help me choose, its all for you, I adjust my attire, sacred belt needs some more, flowers, fresh as dawn, For you I dress up, each divine thought is just an admiration of you, Let me get ready, Grind the Ibex horn, so i will paint My forehead and cheeks, For you, in OLIVE OILS, paste, YOU Bugi Neither u understand me ! - nor I will get your applause, But u are here,s o as always, I am Singing, a melody,for you, I shall not dance with you, as you are an outsider, I love you though as my friend. Tell my parents you are from the cities, where buildings are as tall as my small hills, But they have no humanity left in them, no fresh Air, No open Grounds to dance, the night away, I found somewhere, Paying attention, some of them called GREENS- That's worth while writing again, as they protest and give their lives For Protecting animals,Wild life as well as marines, Listening, Reading, interacting, we all hear the news, And the song was over, It left an impression, a small Sigh Of Relief in Hustle Bustle of Life, The only the Lonely Known as Kalash - so u made us to be recognized, So we shall remember you in the twilight zone, In groups in Clans recognition's of Humankinds, Not to call us names, Chinks, pinks, blacks, and Blues, How humanity has progressed from Mud shelters, instead of caves, to sky scrappers, From where would I know I am backward, I gather flowers from the wild, You, my fellow humans are Modern, u send Bouquet of Flowers, by the flora artists, spend Money- Come dance with me, it is for free, flowers in my valleys are WILD* and plentiful - May be I can teach you all a thing or two, I have my Hands full, of them, Long time ago u were all like me, Land of Milk and Honey, We are all One Gathering Momentum to be recognized, Come JOIN me I am calling, as u were all Thousands of Years before me------- POEM is written by M. Bugi. In Exile: Poems for the Motherland - KALASH FESTIVAL from the 9th of May Till 18th of May,, 2021. Due to the current health Precautions, OUTSIDERS will not be Allowed to Travel into Kalash areas, so a poem to Celebrate,thanks Emma for Visiting Pakistan,
A deep connection - music binds souls - they become soulmates
Had this been released earlier we would have watched with pride and joy in our hearts now it is with pride and sadness.what an ideal pair made in heaven.
वाह!काबिलेतारीफ। बहुत_बहुत धन्यवाद।
What a couple What a combination....Husband is a great Tabla player and wife kathak Dancer.
What a pair! Matches are really made in heaven! Why did he have to go so early? An irreparable loss!
I can’t watch him now without getting emotional. 😢.
He performed 2 months ago in Troy, NY and I was so happy to see him. At that time it was clear that he had lost weight but still performed as well as ever. He will surely be missed.
One ..an expert in hand movements and the other in leg movements. ❤
Wow, a lot of new things are resurfacing
Ma'am
He is a great loss ..thanks for uploading
Thanks for sharing.... speechless after watching this legendary couple perform. Universal power of MUSIC.
God made this beautiful partnership in heaven. Real pleasure! to watch and I am sure it would be pleasure for them too to perform together.
we didnot know this .what a couple.
Beautiful❤Elegance and precision personified.
Ustad ji created symphony. Bols were dancing!!
Hwr foot work 8s superb..
Great.
Very Graceful even when Antanio is Not Indian
Hats off to Her
Kya jodi he❤❤❤❤
Beautiful pair music and grace❤❤❤❤❤❤
Excellent.
😢oh! What a loss😢
Very good
Yes, pleasure to watch
Unbelievable
Excellent
Beyond words and speech
Amazing
Just wonderful
Beyond words- pure divine
🕉️🕉️🕉️🕉️🕉️🕉️
सच ही कहा गया है कि जोड़ियां ऊपरवाला बना कर भेजता है, भारतीयता के रंग में रंग गईं ,जाकिर हुसैन की पत्नी।
Remarkable pair
Fantastic singing and dancing 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
God and goddess 🙏🏻🙏🏻❤️
Great childrens of great mother india🎉🎉🎉🎉
Absolutely romantic ❤
Excellent 👏👏👏
Zakir ustad kohenoor the
Salute to lagend...
Wah❤
🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
A very romantic affair, indeed.
Sitaara Devi ki shishya🎉
VDO is poor, because her performence is out of camera.
A poem for the Family,.
POEM ,,,*****SPRING FLOWERS*****,,,,, I gathered for you.....
By M.Bugi.Ansari Bugiandassociates,..
Dance on my tunes, in Little Beehive of Passion,
Bring me the news, where I must Go to collect the next Bunch of Flowers,
For my offerings, in my sacred Temples,
So pleasing are the gestures, she Makes standing in front of a castle,
Announcing, celebrations of Spring,
In front of a Palace made of Flowers ,
Where She roams around collecting, shouting,
No not there come over here, I found some more,
Fairies of Nature Giggling, look at them each year they are so fewer than last year,
Oh I care for my Listeners, viewers, as as well as pleasure seekers,
Of Wine merry making, in my Valley's, NEAR OR FAR,
How will I know who heard me, I shall keep trying,
Tucking my hair with Wild flowers, as well as a wild Rose,
U help me choose, its all for you, I adjust my attire, sacred belt needs some more, flowers, fresh as dawn,
For you I dress up, each divine thought is just an admiration of you,
Let me get ready, Grind the Ibex horn, so i will paint My forehead and cheeks,
For you, in OLIVE OILS, paste,
YOU Bugi Neither u understand me ! - nor I will get your applause,
But u are here,s o as always, I am Singing, a melody,for you,
I shall not dance with you, as you are an outsider,
I love you though as my friend.
Tell my parents you are from the cities, where buildings are as tall as my small hills,
But they have no humanity left in them, no fresh Air, No open Grounds to dance, the night away,
I found somewhere, Paying attention, some of them called GREENS-
That's worth while writing again, as they protest and give their lives For Protecting animals,Wild life as well as marines,
Listening, Reading, interacting, we all hear the news,
And the song was over, It left an impression, a small Sigh Of Relief in Hustle Bustle of Life,
The only the Lonely Known as Kalash - so u made us to be recognized,
So we shall remember you in the twilight zone,
In groups in Clans recognition's of Humankinds,
Not to call us names, Chinks, pinks, blacks, and Blues,
How humanity has progressed from Mud shelters, instead of caves, to sky scrappers,
From where would I know I am backward, I gather flowers from the wild,
You, my fellow humans are Modern, u send Bouquet of Flowers, by the flora artists, spend Money-
Come dance with me, it is for free, flowers in my valleys are WILD* and plentiful -
May be I can teach you all a thing or two, I have my Hands full, of them,
Long time ago u were all like me,
Land of Milk and Honey,
We are all One Gathering Momentum
to be recognized,
Come JOIN me I am calling,
as u were all Thousands of Years before me-------
POEM is written by M. Bugi.
In Exile: Poems for the Motherland -
KALASH FESTIVAL from the 9th of May Till 18th of May,, 2021. Due to the current health Precautions, OUTSIDERS will not be Allowed to Travel into Kalash areas, so a poem to Celebrate,thanks Emma for Visiting Pakistan,
❤❤🙏🙏❤️❤️🤗
Unfortunately bad filming, can’t see the dance together with the tabla playing.
Why no one is crying, 'love jihad' here?
Very BAD filming.
Better than nothing.
nice. but she is not a great dancer.