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The last time I discussed my dogs was in february 2013, which was more than two years ago. My dogs were two years old at that time. Now they are four years old. So they have become twice as old as they were at that time.
Bhhole and Chhote are with us from the time they were small pups. My wife found Bhhole in the premises of the District Collector office in the District town where she stays and works, and brought him home in october 2010. She already had another pet at home at that time, namely nuppy the cat. Nuppy, on watching the new pet, got nervous and ran away to hide in some corner of the house. But by the evening, nuppy and Bhhole had become thick pals and they were sleeping snuggled up with each other.
A couple of months later, my wife was told that a few newborn pups were lying on an under construction building in the District Hospital premises, which also happens to be her work place. So she climbed up to the first floor of that under construction building and saw a few very young pups lying there. She picked the cutest looking of them. She brought that white pup home. This pup, looking like a bale of cotton was named Chhote. The two senior pets were apprehensive of the new addition, but before long they became so fond of Chhote that three of them began to sleep snuggled up together, with nuppy and Bhhole keeping Chhote between the two of them, obviously seeking to protect him.
As it is, I have tended to be based at places other than where my wife is based. I was based at Nagpur at that time. I would pay periodic visits to my wife and daughter (the daughter stayed with the wife and went to a school there). They too would visit me during my return trips, and we would carry the pets with us. In september 2010, they brought nuppy ( who was then the only pet) to Nagpur. Nuppy till that time had not yet got used to its human family and tried hard to run away. But by the end of september 2010, nuppy got adjusted and began to like its stay with her human family. (we considered nuppy to be a she for nearly one year before realising that he was a male cat ).
Their next visit to Nagpur was in January 2011, when all the three pets also accompanied.
My wife was fond of Chhote and she began to discriminate between him and the other two pets. She would treat Chhote with kid gloves and would give step motherly treatment to Bhhole. I would feel sorry for Bhhole because he was so protective and caring towards Chhote and yet he would find himself discriminated against. I noticed it and pointed this fact out to my wife. She would not admit the errors of her ways at that time but with time she too realised it and she tried to tone down her stepmotherly behaviour towards Bhhole.
Chhote, realising that he was the favourite pet of my wife began to stake proprietary claims on my wife. He would not allow Bhhole to come close to my wife. “She is my mum. Keep away from her.” This was the message Chhote was giving to Bhhole, much to Bhhole’s chagrin.
When I next visited them in march 2011, Bhhole saw his chance to get even. He began to stake proprietary claim on me. He would not allow Chhote to come near me. “He is my papa. Keep away from him”. This was the message he began to convey to Chhote, much to the amusement of my wife. This episode showed how sensitive dogs can be and how they too look for opportunities to redress the injustice done to them.
Bhhole, despite his feelings of hurt was extremely fond and protective of Chhote. There were occasions when Chhote would run away from the home and Bhhole too would run away in order to protect him. And Chhote too respected Bhhole for being the elder dog in the household.
Both dogs obviously had different ancestry. Bhhole had extremely powerful jaws and teeth and he could chew up bones in hours that Chhote took days to chew up. Bhhole also developed an impressive bark which was in contrast to Chhote who could not bark. Whenever a barking opportunity presented itself, both dogs would join in. Bhhole would do the actual barking while Chhote would just lip sync. People listening to the barking thought that several dogs were barking. That way Bhhole was like Kishore Kumar who would give playback to Sunil Dutt in “Padosan”(1968) and would sing in two voices in “Half Ticket”(1962). And in addition, he could also enter into dog fights with other dogs, like Dharmendra. No, not like Dharmendra of Kutte-Kameene fame, but like Amitabh Bachchan. And his fights used to be to protect Chhote from other dogs.
Chhote would often run away from home and forget his way back home. In case Bhhole failed to escape alongwith Chhote, then the responsibility of bringing Chhote back fell on nuppy the cat. My wife would send nuppy to bring Chhote back. And amazingly, the tiny cat would search out Chhote, and convince him to come back home. This happened on quite a few occasions and so it was no coincidence.
In addition, the street dogs too began to recognise Chhote and Bhhole. On one occasion, a street dog brought Chhote home. My wife rewarded the street dog with some doggy food that the dog ate with relish. :)
Chhote would go out of house only as an escapee and would be brought in by nuppy. But nuppy was often thrown out of the house by my wife when she got angry with him. Bhhole’s exit from the house too were by way of escape and then my wife would not bother to take him in even when he was back.
They would seek to come in after some time. nuppy, because of his small size could often come in through unexpected routes, viz. though an opening in the roof. :) In case of Bhhole, he would wait at the door, hoping to be let in. On one occasion, when it was night time, Bhhole was desperately trying to come in. I was there and I let him in. He immediately rushed in towards the rear of the home towards the basket that formed the resting place for the three pets and took his place in the basked snuggled up against Chhote and nuppy. While outside, he was missing his fellow pets and he was dying to come in to get reunited with them. :) The expression of relief at his face at that moment was priceless to behold.
On one occasion, Chhote began showing restlessness and he would seek to go out all the time. My wife got so fed up with him that she decided to get rid of him by giving him to someone else. She talked to a lady who agreed to take Chhote with her and Chhote was handed over to her.
In the afternoon, when the daughter came home and found Chhote missing, she protested and began crying, pointing out that she was not consulted before getting rid of Chhote. My wife too was missing his presence. The other pets too were silent and inactive. They too were missing him. It was then that my wife realised that it was Chhote whose antics were responsible for the festive atmosphere in the house and his absence was now being felt by everyone.
My wife wondered if the lady would agree to part with Chhote if they went to her asking her to give Chhote back. Next day my wife and daughter went to that lady’s house. They found Chhote tied up there. Back home, Chhote and other pets remained free in the presence of their human companions and here he was tied up. Clearly his new owner was nowhere near as sensitive and caring towards dogs as my wife and daughter were. Chhote was extremely happy to see them again. The lady, much to the relief to my wife and daughter was willing to return Chhote. Chhote was brought back and the other pets were overjoyed to see him back. The “raunaq” of the house had come back.
My wife lived in that town in rented houses. She would periodically get annoyed with the house owner and then she would seek to move house immediately, on the same day, and she would manage to do that too. :) This was her fifth rented house in about 8 years in that town and the first one where she had adopted pets. Seeing how she tended to grow disillusioned with the landlords after some time, I advised her to look for an official accommodation where she would not have to deal with a landlord. After a prolonged wait, she finally got a tiny official apartment allotted to her close to her work place and she shifted there, alongwith all the belongings as well as the pets. I wonder how the pets moved in to the new place, some five kilometres away. Was it by walk or did they take some vehicle ? :)
This tiny accommodation was on the first floor of a two storey building and there was roof on the top. Every first floor apartment had a roof of its own, with a door to lock it up. The dogs would be taken to the roof in the morning from where they would have a look at the goings on at the ground level. That place was adjacent to a stadium as well as an indoor stadium. My daughter used the Badminton courts of the indoor stadium extensively. She became a good enough badminton player to get selected to represented Jabalpur region of Kendriya Vidyalaya in the All India Kendriya Vidyalaya Inter regional badminton tournament held in North East region (in Maligaon, Guwahati) in the sub junior girls category.
While the dogs would stay at the roof, my wife would lock the door of the roof up for one hour. After one hour, she would open the door and bring the dogs back.
nuppy did not have such restrictions on his movements. He would go out through any of the windows and come back through them as well even if the main door itself was closed.
The street dogs of that locality were far more fierce and hostile than the dogs of the earlier locality where had become friendly with Bhhole, Chhote and even nuppy. These pets never had the opportunity to become frienly with the street dogs of this new locality. Perhaps it was not even possible.
One fine morning, when my wife went up to bring the dogs back from the roof, she found the door (already weak) broken and the dogs missing. The dogs had taken the staircase down to go to the ground floor and from there they had gone out of the building. My wife launched a dog hunt alongwith the daughter and the two dogs , who were enjoying their walk in the free space were rounded up and brought back.
This happened a few times. Then Bhhole realised that seeking permission and going out was a better way. He began to seek permission of my wife to go out by standing on his rear legs and reaching up to her. After consulting me, she began to allow Bhole to go out. Later, Chhote too was being allowed to go out.
Though they went out after seeking permission, they would not come back on their own. My wife or daughter would have to go and bring them in. Once, when I was there, I too went down and brought them back. My wife was amused to see that they obeyed me and came back with me.
Nuppy was busy hunting mice all the while. Neighbours in the apartment building would also borrow nuppy to hunt their mice and nuppy would oblige.
A few months later, nuppy sadly passed away. It was a big loss that was felt not only by me and my family but also by many regulars of this blog.
nuppy had taught the dogs the art of catching mice. Though the dogs did not become as adept as nuppy, but they became good enough to catch mice if any mice had the misfortune of coming within their sight. I thought that mice were quite fast when it came to running away, but that is only vis a vis human beings. Cats, and also dogs are far too fast for mice, as was demonstrated by Bhhole and Chhote. Most of the time it was Chhote who would catch the mice while Bhhole would be aimlessly coming in the way. Chhote has superior smelling power and that enabled him to sniff mice and locate them much better than Bhhole.
Any creature in the household, be they mice, moles, wall lizards on anything else were regarded as mice by the dogs. They would try to jump up on the wall, trying to catch wall lizards. Unlike cats, the dogs would only kill mice etc and would not eat them.
While out of the house, Bhhole and Chhote would chase out street dogs and would not let them come near their apartment building, which to their mind was their “territory”. When up against a dog, Bhhole would take him on from the front, while Chhote would corner him from the rear and would seek to pull him down by pulling his legs. Their tactics was quite successful and the area around the apartment became free of street dogs.
In 2013, while out of the building, Chhote attacked a young goat passing through the road in front of the apartment. No idea what was the reason for this attack, but the owners of the goat came out, threatening to lodge a police complaint and all that. My wife became nervous and consulted me on phone. I told her that police in India do not allow lodging of FIR in even serious cases. How are they going to entertain lodging of complaint in such a trivial case. Nevertheless, my wife began to fear for the life of Chhote. So it was decided that Chhote would live with me. But what about Bhhole ? How can the two dogs stay away from each other ? So it was decided that both dogs would stay with me. So I went and brought both the dogs to my place in January 2013. The escapades of the dogs after they came to live with me are discussed in detail in this writeup.
By now, Bhhole and Chhote have settled in to a routine in which they have the best of all the worlds. They stay with me as a pet and at the same time they get to go out of the compound through the breach in the compound (very thoughtfully kept unrepaired by me) :). The dogs would go out, roam around like street dogs and after their walk, they would come back through the same breach. While at home, they would look like pets and while on the streets, they would look like street dogs. My dogs reminded me so much of Indian women who can on different occasions carry out roles of homely Bhartiya Naari, professional career person, party animal etc. Indian women would do that by donning dresses like Sari (for the role of Bhartiya Naari), Salwar Kurta (for the role of career women), party animal (in jeans) etc. My dogs would transform from ideal pets to street smart street dogs without needing to change any outfits. :)
When I am at home, they stay indoors with me. Their routines varies with time. In their daily routine as of now, they stay indoors with when I am at home. When they want to go out, they come to me and request me. The dog would walk towards me and look at me, which is their way of telling me that he wants to go out. I go to the front door and open the door. Often one dog takes permission on behalf of both, and so both go out. I then close the door and allow them to stay out.
The dogs may decide to go to the front gate of the compound and look outside through the gap between the gate and the frame. There is one huge black dog that had singled out my two dogs as his main challenge in his bid for becoming the “Galli ka sher”. He comes near the gate and waits there. Bhhole and Chhote, finding him there get angry as befitting any self respecting dogs and they bark a lot at that dog, who also barks in return. That black dog is sometimes accompanied by his follower dogs as well. Sometimes I try and help my dogs by climbing up the wall and throwing pebbles at them. My aim rarely finds its target, but when it does then the black dog stayes away for a few hours, but then he comes back again. I feel that my dogs as well as that dog enjoy this barking match and they will miss this daily fun if say I move away with my dogs to some other place in future. Everyone entering my compound is an enemy as far as that black dog is concerned. He barks at all people who enter my compound. The black dog barks everytime he sees my car. He only barks at my car and not at other cars of the same make and appearance which means that the dog has memorised the registration number of my car. On a few such occasions when he is barking at the car, I would stop the car infront of his “house”, and he would then run away towards his “house”.
My dogs also go out of the compound through the breach in the rear and then come back after some time. Bhhole knocks at the door when he wants to come back. Chhote does not and he patiently waits near the door. When he has waited long enough and he must come in, then he emits a special kind of sound which tells me that he wants to come in and I then open the door.
Curiously, if Bhhole accidentally gets locked up in some room inside the house then he does not make any sound and waits patiently till someone comes and open the door. There have been occasions when I would be waiting for Bhhole and wondering why he has not come back. Then I would discover that Bhhole was accidentally locked up in one of the rooms inside the house ! I do not know why Bhhole does not knock at the door or barks on such occasions.
The two dogs display perfect unity outside. But Bhhole is the boss inside the house. As mentioned earlier, in retaliation to Chhote’s act of staking claim on my wife, Bhhole had staked claim on me and so he owns me. :) He wants to stay near me and would not allow Chhote to come near me. I spend most of my time inside the house in the bedroom on my computer kept on a computer table. Bhhole stays near my computer chair inside the bedroom and does not allow Chhote to come inside the room. Chhote would try different ways of coming inside the bedroom. One way is to enter the bedroom through other doors (there are three doors to my bedroom). These days only one door is open as my wife has locked the other two doors. So Chhote enters through the only open door. By the time Bhhole realises it and tries to chase him away, Chhote crawls under the bed and stays there. Bhhole himself feels uneasy crawling under the bed so he cannot follow Chhote there so Chhote is out of reach of Bhhole there. So Chhote too manages to stay in the bed room close to me, just like Bhhole. Bhhole is not amused but he is helpless to prevent Chhote from staying in the bedroom. :)
Bhhole likes it when I caress him and he comes to me to get caressed. Chhote too would like me to caress him but he is afraid of Bhhole’s reaction. So he comes to me to get caressed only when Bhhole is not looking. And I quickly remove my hands off Chhote when Bhhole comes in. I cannot be seen as cheating on Bhhole by Caressing Chhote because I belong to Bhhole, so I have to caress Chhote on the sly. :)
When my wife visits me for a few days then the two dogs express their joy by standing on their rear legs and try to perform a ball room dance with her. On those days, Chhote temporarily becomes the more favoured dog and he begins to call the shots in the household. :)
Chhote is popular with kids, ladies, workers etc because he allows people to pull his cheeks, apply colour on him (during holi) and in general lets people tease him/ play with him. He lets people drag him out through his leg from under the bed. Workers who come to the home for some work would request that Bhhole be tied, though they have no objection if Chhote roams freely all around and watches them work. In the past, when my daughter’s friends would arrive home and be seated in chairs, Chhote too would give them company by sitting in one of the chairs. :) Suppose we are moving a furniture from one place to another then he would sit over it and would like us to carry him alongwith the furniture.
Bhhole on the other hand is a no nonsense dog. There is no way he will let you drag him by his leg or pull his cheeks or apply colour on him. But when it comes to visiting vets, Bhhole is an ideal patient. A vet can give him any injections, even painful ones and Bhhole allows himself to be injected without any protest. But try to give the same injections to Chhote and he puts up stiff resistance, as I have experienced on a couple of occasions.
The last time we had weighed the two dogs was some three or four years ago when the dogs were younger. Bhhole was 19 KG and Chhote was 20 KG at that time. Recently my daughter tried to weigh the two dogs again. Bhhole was uncomfortable with the idea and he did not allow himself to be lifted by my daughter or anyone else. Chhote allowed himself to be carried in my daughter’s arms for the purpose. My daughter struggled to lift Chhote up and stood on the weighing machine. After subtracting daughter’s weight from their combined weight, Chhote turned out to be 24 KG ! So Chhote has gained weight during the last few years. We guessed that Bhhole, who looks slimmer than Chhote, must be around 20 KG or so.
My wife has taught me how to prepare their meals. By now I have become a good dog chef. I am not particular about where my next meal is going to come from, but I make sure that they get their meals in time. Their diet is a mixture of some four to five foodstuffs including rice, bread, dog food, milk etc. The dogs like coarse rice (coarsest the better) and would not eat the refined rice that human beings eat. My wife known exactly where to find such rice. The coarsest (and therefore the best) rice for dogs was available in the place where she stayed. Such coarse rice is not available in my place but we are managing with the coarsest rice that we could get from the local market. We buy their rice in sacks of 25 KGs that lasts for about four months or so. Breads are required to be replenished after every three to four days. The milk that I take daily is almost entirely for the consumption of the dogs. Every morning Bhhole would bark to his heart’s content when the milk man arrives. I do not know why he barks at the milkman, despite being familiar with him for the last three years and more.
The dogs can differentiate between good quality milk and not so good quality milk. Once we had given them milk bought in packets when we were at Nagpur. The dogs refused to drink that milk. It was then that we realised that the packet milk that we as human beings were often consuming did not pass the quality control of our dogs. From then onwards we stopped buying such milk and we get our milk through milkmen which meets with the approval of the dogs.
The dogs are over four years old by now. They are with me for the last three years. I have taken them for granted, and they in turn also take me for granted. But I realise that they are special. They too in turn realise that they can trust on me. They have not been brought up in strict discipline and have been given considerable leeway.It means that they are not very obedient. But they trust me. They know that I do not mind it one bit even if they do not obey me. So suppose they go out and are in no mood to come back, then all I have to do is to go where they are (I know the location where they are to be found), they happily jump in the car and come back with me. A car arrives, two street dogs run towards the car and jump inside it and the car moves away- this Hindi film like situation has happened many a times and there are quite a few people who have been left surprised by it.
The dogs, having accompanied me, would begin to wonder why they came back with me. Just as we would come back, they would once again jump out of the car and run away, through the broken fence in the rear, to the place from where I had picked them up just a few minutes ago. :)
The dogs are very much staying with me these days, though. They stay in the home or within the compound most of the time. The days are hot and they like to stay indoors at day time. Nights are pleasant and they stay outside the home within the compound during nights. My wife would often chide the dogs for staying inside house like women, instead of staying out and guarding the premises like watch dogs. Come to think of it, the dogs are actually working like watch dogs at night these days. :)
One week ago, these dogs actually saved me big time. 26 april 2015 was a sunday and so I was at home. The two dogs were in the front room. In the front room, Bhole and Chhote sit on their favourite positions- Bhole on a wooden box and Chhote on a plastic chair. From there they keep watch on the goings on outside. If any visitor comes, they they bark and that serves as an alarm to me.
When I went to that room, I found both the dogs standing near the inverter. The inverter (with its battery) is kept at that room. Chhote and Bhhole would often go there, suspecting that a mice (any small creature viz. wall lizards etc are mice to them) was hiding there. I went there, in order to try and move the dogs away from the inverter. I saw a thin tail visible from behind the invertor. It was clearly a snake. I thought that it must be a small snake less than two feel long. No problem, I told myself, as I have had past experience in dealing with such snakes.
But when the snake emerged out, I was shocked ! It was a huge snake over six feet long. Such snakes have far greater range than tiny snakes and can retaliate if provoked. I took many steps backwards. The stick that I had in my hand was not not going to be as effective against it as it would have been against tiny snakes. Chhote and Bhhole have seen snakes before. They too get nervous on looking at such a creature, but unlike me they did not back down. They continued to challenge the snake. The snake became nervous and tried to escape. There was hardly any escape route except the thin gap between door and its frame near the inverter. The snake found that gap and escaped through that gap. I suspect that it had come through the same gap. Tiny frogs keep coming inside the house and I suspect that the snake had come inside in search of such frogs. It was fortuitous that it was a sunday when I was home and the dogs were free. Had it been a working day, I would have been out and the dogs would have been tied up in that room. Had the snake entered then, the tied up dogs would have been unable to chase the snake away and it would have crawled under the doors to an inside room and from there it could have gone anywhere in the house and would have caught me unaware after I had come home. So my dogs saved me that sunday.
I can go on and on about my dogs, but I have to stop somewhere. And so that is all the gloating that I will resort to about my dogs for now. ;)
On Greta (Memsaab)’s request, here are the photos of Bhhole and Chhote.
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I was wondering what would be an appropriate song to go with this writeup. It was Satyajit Rajurkar, a fellow dog lover who gave me the idea for the appropriate song by his query. He asked me whether my dogs are named after the movie “Bade Miyaan Chhote Miyaan”. I replied in the negative, but that gave me the idea that the title song of “Bade Miyaan Chhote Miyaan”(1998) was the perfect song to go with this writeup. :)
So here is this fantastic title song of “Bade Miyaan Chhote Miyaan”(1998) which fits this writeup perfectly. This song has Sudesh Bhonsle and Udit Narayan singing for Bade Miyaan (Amitabh Bachchan) and Govinda (Chhote Miyaan) respectively. Internet sites also mention Poonam Bhatia and Rakesh Pandit as two other singers in the song. I request our knowledgeable readers to point out the places in the song where Rakesh Pandit’s voice appear in the song.
Sameer is the lyricist. Viju Shah is the music director.
The picturisation has Amitabh Bachchan, Govinda, Anupam Kher, Satish Kaushik and lots of other people in it. This lively song is picturised nicely. I have watched the picturisation of this many a times and cannot have enough of this song. Here is just the song to go with the escapades of Bhhole miyaan and Chhote miyaan. :)
Song-Bade Miyaan To Bade Miyaan Chhote Miyaan Subhaan Allah (Bade Miyaan Chhote Miyaan)(1998) Singers-Sudesh Bhonsle, Udit Narayan,Poonam Bhatia, Rakesh Pandit, Lyrics-Sameer, MD-Viju Shah
Chorus
All
Lyrics
aha
aha
koi hamen pyaar kare
koi jaan nisaar kare
haaye
aha
haan
koi hamen pyaar kare
koi jaan nisaar kare
dekh ke humko
to kehte hain log wallah
bade miyaan bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhan allah
bade miyaan to bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhan allah
bade miyaan bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhan allah
bade miyaan to bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhan allah
koi hamen pyaar kare
koi jaan nisaar kare
dekh ke humko to kehte hain log wallah
bade miyaan bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhaan allah
bade miyaan to bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhan allah
bade miyaan bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhaan allah
bade miyaan to bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhan allah
haaan
aa aa aa a
haaan aa aa
haan aa aa aa
aa aa aa
haaa aa aa aa
aa aa aa aa
haan
ye zamaana hai naya
ye taraana hai naya
hamne mil ke jo likha
wo fasaana hai naya
aha
aha
haan
ye zamaana hai naya
ye taraana hai naya
humne mil ke jo likha
wo fasaana hai naya
ghunghroo toot gaye
bajte saaz ruke
apne aage yahaan
takht o taaj jhuke
apni aan juda
apni shaan juda
aisa waisa na samajh
ham hain insaan judaa
teri iss mehfil ka rang badal denge hum
aa aa aa
aa aa aa
haay haay
teri iss mehfil ka rang badal denge hum
yoonhi masti mein aaj sang zara naach balla
bade miyaan haay haay
bade miyaan bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhaan allah
bade miya to bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhaan allah
aa aa aa
aa aa
aa aa aa aa aa
allah
aa aa aa
aa aa aa
aa aa aa
aa aa aa
aa aa aa aa aa aa
aa aa aa aa aa aa
haan
hum jo kaam karen
wo khule aam karen
hum ko log yahaan
yoonhi badnaam karen
aha
aha
hey hey
hum jo kaam karen
wo khule aam karen
hum ko log yahaan
yoonhi badnaam karen
o meri jaane jigar
humko sabki khabar
koi bhi bach na saka
itni tez nazar
hum jahaan yaar gaye
baazi maar gaye
apni jeet huyi
dushman haar gaye
apni baaton pe na koi yaqeen kare
aa aa
aa aa aa
aha
haan
o apni baaton pe na koi yaqeen kare
hum to karte hain
do aur do paanch wallaah
bade miyaan
hoye hoye
bade miyaan bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhaan allah
bade miyaan to bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhaan allah
koi hamen pyaar kare
koi jaan nisaar kare
dekh ke humko to kehte hain log walla
bade miyaan bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhaan allah
bade miyaan to bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhaan allah
haan
bade miyaan bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhan allah
bade miyaan to bade miyaan
chhote miyaan subhaan allah
aa aa aa aa
o subhan allah
haan
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