Kalash as seen By The Kalasha Themselves,

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TWO petals Of a Rose,,,,

A Poem,,,,
Title,Lips Two Folds Of Petal!,
They Fall With Grace,
Two Petals of a Rose,Out Of Faith,
As if destined for Each Other,,
That The Gravity Of Earth will Bind Them,
From The Garden Of Eden.. The Rose Bush,,,
They Form a Pair,,In Shape Of Lips,,,,
The Fate will Not Betray Them,,,,This time,
Galvanizing an Impact Of Soft Landing on Earth's Bosom,,,,,
Be Hold WHISPERED The Memories maid ,,,You Earthling's,,,
Beware,,, what a heavenly Moment, You have Kissed,
In The Most Fragile touch ,of each Other's companionship,Breathe softly,,
As memories of The Kiss will Last an Eternity,of the space between..
To Long For ,Strengthening The Bonds of FONDNESS
To Be Kissed again,,,in Unique-ness,,,
Sweet betrayals Of Parting,,,,
The reflections in the souls.Of Each other's Spirits,,,
Lay Beneath The Two Petals and Turned into warm LIPS,,,,
Ah Alas,that Will certainly Create Depth of Awareness,,,,,
So Gather those Touchy Moments and Rejoice,
The ODDER of her fragrance are in The Air,,
All u have to Do is gather them...
Don't Leave them On a chance..of meeting AGAIN,
To be Together ONCE AGAIN,,,
Share the Tongue as Samson Said...
It was sweeter than Honey,
To Be Touched in Form Of Our LIPS,,
Longing to be Kissed again,,,
and Bind Them Once Again, with a Kiss,,,,
Poem by,,,M.BUGI,,,,An Artist In Holland,,,,,Poems In exile,,,9...A.M.on the 8TH of January.2014,,,,Photo.s Property (Bugiandassociates) Copyrights Pictoright.

WHO ARE THE Kalash...

ported three contradictory versions as to the origins of the Scythians but placed greatest faith in this version
There is also another different story, now to be related, in which I am more inclined to put faith than in any other. It is that the wandering Scythians once dwelt in Asia, and there warred with the Massagetae, but with ill success; they, therefore quitted their homes, crossed the Araxes, and entered the land of Cimmeria.
Accounts by Herodotus of Scythian origins has been discounted recently; although his accounts of Scythian raiding activities contemporary to his writings have been deemed more reliable. Moreover, the term Scythian, like Cimmerian, was used to refer to a variety of groups from the Black Sea to southern Siberia and central Asia. They were not a specific people", but rather a variety, of peoples "referred to at a variety of times in history, and in several places, none of which was their original homeland" The Bible includes a single reference to Scythians in Colossians immediately after mentioning barbarian, possibly as an extreme example of a barbarian.------------
United Nations is celebrating DECADE of Indigenous People from 2004 till 2015-
*A PETITION TO THE Sec General and all Heads Of States*-
Please treat this as an urgent appeal to support the historic Kalash people of North Pakistan. Our aim, with your assistance, is to have the Kalash territory declared as a "World Heritage" site.
The Kalash (or Kalasha) is an ethnic non-Muslim group that exists in the Hindu Kush mountain range located in the Chitral District of North-West Frontier Province of Pakistan. Although their numbers were quite significant before the 20th century, they have however, gradually dwindled over the past century. This is very unfortunate and is in large part due to the fact that they have been assimilated by the larger Muslim majority of Pakistan. Today, more than half the Kalash people have been made to convert to Islam thus losing their ethnic and historical originality in the process.
It is, therefore, absolutely vital and imperative to save and protect this ancient culture and, therefore, we implore you to assist us in having the Kalash territory declared as a protected World Heritage site.
Thank you.Mohammed Bugi-(bugiandassociates@gmail.com)We are now on YouTube, unescofollow the links below http:httpa//www.youtube.com/watch?v=6kkQS7qe7YY:::www.youtube.com/watch?v=6kkQS7qe7YY
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The Kalash People
commonwealth UnitedNaUNESCO/etc indigo Amsterdam.To declare KALASH as WORLD heritage site.CAN U HELP? think about it before KALASH disappear into chapters of History torn away from civilisation and saved only In Books in episodes called yesterday.AT THE MOMENT I HAVE an exhibition with RED CROSS Nederland.Recently I was interviewed by Tipperary midwest community Radio IRELAND.
KALASH a picture exhibition
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EYES TO SEE Eyes to heal.

An Interview with Mohamed Bugi: BY Sabiha Ashraf:
'Published in 'The Herald', October 1980.'

'Eyes to See, Eyes to Heal.'

“Green brown blue -those eyes are beautiful but those eyes can hardly see. A lot of the Kailash are blind or nearly blind.”
Pakistan, Chitral Valley.

Autumn is a time to pick walnuts & grapes. Stone age implements coax oil out of some of the walnuts. The rest are stored away for winter. The winter too is the wine. Stone crushed from the grapes. Before the white of the winter blots out the warmth of these fruit laden autumn days, is 'a happy time for all'. "Even the little children get drunk."

Ancient Greece? another time another place. No. The time is now & the place right here, in Pakistan.

The fair skinned, light haired, light eyed people of the Chitral Valley in Pakistan may have Greek blood in them but that's conjecture and there is no such authenticated information regarding their origins.

People however, continue to be fascinated by the Kailash. Over the years I had heard several people, mostly foreigners, talk about the enchanting valleys -seen glimpses of the place through magazines, brochures & films. Some tow decades back, my own brother, a movie cameraman had been up there & back with memories of his trip -on celluloid.

And now, years later, scattered on the floor for me to see, were memories' of another trip. These were far more fascinating than anything I had seen earlier.

These sketches and paintings were not of the Kailash but done by them. A few of them were of the Kalash and their surroundings done by Bugi and there were some done by Bugi's non-Kalash friends he had made up there -foreigners & Pakistanis. There was a very nicely done sketch of a hotel done by a Chitrali working in the registration office in Chitral but most of the paintings were by Kalash children with one or two done by Kalash adults. I found it strange and chilling to look through the eyes of Kalash children at their environment in their peculiar fashion" said Bugi. These children had never been given paint or paper before. For them, it was an exciting experience and I was starting to look at things their way. For instance, the landscape that I did of mountains for a child and that done by him were vastly different. "I was used to looking at mountains from the ground up. He was used to looking at ranges of mountains tops from the top down -it was like an abstract bird's eye view".

Mohamad Bugi, a young Pakistani commercial artist cum interior decorator cum painter had brought back to Karachi this treasure from the valleys, rolled up in a genuine Ka

lash goatskin bag.

Page 22 The Herald October 1980.

As far as I know, he is the first Pakistani painter to have gone up there to bring back, not just one work, but something done by the Kailash themselves. For three flower fresh laden fruit months from April to August, Bugi had lived with the Kailash not as a gaping spectator but as an enthusiastic sympathetic fellow human being seeking not to question their morals but to understand their mores.

He had come back to Kailash before the start of the light-hearted, merry-making phool festival of the Kailash so he couldn't have been high on Valley grape wine. But he was intoxicated. Heady with the beauty of the place and sad because of the plight of the Kailash people. Said Bugi "they are a beautiful people. Their women have long necks, the most delicate wrists and long tapering fingers. I can describe to you in words but they are a beautiful people and hey are a truly child-like people. Innocent. They hardly have any crime amongst them. They have such few needs. Some things they have in abundance -like fruit. Such fruit! It's unbelievable. Other things they lack. Common salt for instance. The salt situating is not that bad now but just a few decades back thy had to sell one of their women for a bag of salt!

Once the Kalash were spread over an area which included the Hindu-kush mountains and valleys and spread from Nooristan of Afghanistan to Kohistan of Swat and Dir, from the Kabul River Valley to Badhakshara and Wakhan.

"That is the golden time remembered by the Kalash when there were good Kings like Bula Singh or Raja Vaii and Tirichmir smiled like a golden god upon the 'bountiful land'" . Tirichmir, Chitral's highest peak, still towers high but for the Kafirs, or the Kalash as they are more popularly known, the days are no longer so golden. Kafiristan is now confined to three valleys, Birir

, Bumburet and Rambur. And even in this restricted area they feel bounded. So harassed are they by unscrupulous exploiting outsiders that instead of three valleys they are willing to settle for just one where they can pursue their way of life in peace and privacy free from intrusions including attempts to convert them to a faith other than what they believe in. Quite a few have been converted into Muslims. Even without being converted, they are not an immoral people. They are a very peaceful people believing in a certain kind of democracy and brotherhood. Crime is unknown among them. They don't lie cheat or steal ….there are not very many of them, maybe 5,000 in all and they can hardly harm anyone by what they believe in or how they live, yet outsiders keep hounding them so much so that the Kalash are unwilling to sell their lands to non-Kalash people. They are afraid of the outsiders who are out for their fertile land or their beautiful women.”

It's very unlikely that the Kalash will get the valley that they desire -a valley free from prying eyes.

"People marvel at the eyes of the Kalash especially those of the women and children. They are beautiful green, brown, blue. What people don't realise is that these beautiful eyes can hardly see. A lot of the Kalash are blind or nearly blind. The smoke inside closed dwellings in Winter compounded with smoke from wood for cooking in all seasons, plus a total ignorance of hygiene is responsible for their bad eyes. Wherever I went, I met women asking for medicine. Medicine for their eyes or for their children's. It's pathetic."

"Next Spring, I plan to go up there again with some Doctors who may be willing to spend a few weeks there. I am trying to gather some donations in cash or kind to take some simple medicines to them. These people desperately need medical aid. They need someone to teach them simple rules of basic hygiene...."

The Kalash don't have a written dialect. Bugi has brought back with him a simple list of Kalash words -maybe someone can work out a written script for them. If only people were to stop looking at them as if they were animals in a zoo. If only they could.”

Page 23. The Herald October 1980.

Start trying to give them something useful for them. Take designing for instance. The Kalash are potentially good woodcarvers. But they are forgetting whatever skills they had.

Truth To A Mirror, Tribute to Rembrandt...2018.

‘STRENGTH BEYOND EXPRESSION’. BY Klara Mujahid.
A real treat is being offered to those art lovers who appreciate surrealistic art. The Raffi Peer Theater Workshop at the Alliance Franchise has put on Mohammed Bugi’s exhibition entitled: “Strength Behind the Lines of Expression”. Mbugi is not one of those artists that frequently entertain us with their works. His exhibitions are scarce & far in between. The reason Bugi explains is his old pair of shoes that he hung up at the Art Council in retaliation for the Art’s Council having censored thirty percent of the pieces of his very first exhibition. The year was 1977, a year of political turmoil. The pieces censored envisioned the time to come under Martial Law. Bugi protested in a way which may be unique but by all means characteristic for him & the Arts Council had expelled him. Other Galleries followed suit. No gallery in Pakistan was ready to take his works being afraid of the wrath of the country’s ruling clique. He was able to exhibit only at the Alliance Franchise, Goethe Institut, & in private showings. Bugi has been apolitically motivated painter fright from the beginning. His form of expression which is closest to him is surrealism that draws heavily on the subconscious. Surrealism means ‘above the real’ , its origin is French & its best know representative is the Spanish Salvador Dali. As Bugi has demonstrated it, surrealism can be a powerful form of expression & Bugi enhances that power by using ink & pen, dark scratches against a white background. His drawings radiate strength that is indeed beyond the lines of expression.

HIGHLY SYMBOLIC:
In keeping with the tenants of surrealism, Bugi’s pieces are highly abstract & symbolic. Yet, the meaning does shine through the seemingly obscure. The piece that had the greatest impact on me was the one called “Waiting for Dowry”. It needed no commentary of explanation to understanding it. A ghastly female figure, once a young girl, sits chained to her destiny waiting endlessly to get married. Only the moon is her companion, that reflects her face. Too much a common occurrence in our society. It brings back the memories of the film, screened rather clandestinely a few years back “Don’t Shoot the Horse”. Bugi deals with powerful social problems, one of them is women. Woman has her own feelings, will, emotions, dreams, she is an individual entity. In the “Crucifixion of Emotions” Bugi shows how her emotions & dreams are shattered, tortured we can even say, crucified by the male, father, brother, husband. In the “Biochemistry of Social Evils” the woman is shown as a statue, a mere piece of decoration, totally vulnerable to her master’s whimsies’. Bugi fully utilises the techniques of surrealism, such as repetition of a figure on smaller or larger scales, like reverberations of his mind’s waves to create an even more powerful impact. Even the tiniest stroke of pen has its own meaning in Bugi’s world.

OLD VERSES NEW: ‘A recurring theme of Bugi’s pieces is the old verses the new. Ancient customs, traditions & cultures are pitched against the present. Lo’ What we ere & what we’ve become. The Greek legacy the exploits of Alexander the Great in this part of the world are also on Bugi’s mind. One of the pieces shows a young man, resembling a Greek youth. It symbolises the Pakistani youth that should grow up healthy, free of disease. For as the old Greek proverb has it, only a healthy body can have a healthy mind. Wings also figure prominently in Bugi’s works: “The Dove Of Peace”. Pegasus the winged horse from the Greek Mythology, the great earth mother from ancient beliefs and there are the masses, contained & being forced to march into tunnels. These masses will break free one day. Here we come back to Bugi: His painting “Eleven years Under a Dictatorship rule” is a powerful expression of the state of intellectuals during that period. A hand trying desperately to try to reach the palette from behind bars but unable to do so for the bars hold it back speaks for itself. And then there is the dove that once flew, but now is falling to the ground, its body having been pierced through by a corkscrew.
Bugi has a world of two to say about environmental protection. An angly shape which we might call the ‘Great Earth Mother’, to whom according to ancient beliefs, all life was born tries to hold a big piece of rock. The fragile figure to wings struggling to hold that heavy rock is a grim reminder of the struggle we must carry out to keep our plane in one piece. We must not allow pollution, chemical or nuclear to destroy it.

LOVER OF CHILDREN:
Bugi is a widely travelled man with a broad knowledge. In Sri Lanka he studied Temple Art. In Hong Kong he studied calligraphy & in China he leant ancient Chinese Art and painting on rice paper. He also spent time in Kafiristan painting the Qualash. Bugi is fascinated with children. He organised numerable workshops for children, at home and aboard to celebrate ‘The year of the Disabled’ and ‘The Year of the Child’. Perhaps few know that he was the man behind Holiday Inn’s celebrated Children’s Parties. Bugi also writes poetry.

The essence of his exhibition is best reflected in one of his verses:
“My Mother Land”.
Cover me up with that veil, so I can hide these emotions.
That I have for you, Oh my Mother land.
Wrap me up with that stained cloth, through which I cannot see.
Your rulers faces of lust for power.
And I through my mind’s eye, might dream of a day.
When my country’s masses will be in command of their own destiny.
Net Assistance Provided from a Friend of Leslie Cherry.
**Truth To a MIRROR*-----the One who asks us to Pretend, In an urge to outgrow these human Sentiments,and sit by somewhere in the Night of Tyranny,,Hand in hand, In False hopes,And just tell a bunch of Lies, what can an image do ?, in the mirror ? when the Viewers are Throwing Stones, On the First Sight Of Truth That they see-Right before My weary Eyes, M.Bugi-Poems in exile......
This is Mine Dream to Buy all Mine works and collect them in a single Place and call it Bugiandassociates I am not a born Genius,,,,,, I worked my way to achieve ABC of ART, for 12 long years in Holland I studied Anatomy Graphics Lithography as well as Etching, Lino Prints, all Forms of Graphics, so that My Prints have a Long Life,,

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2vrfSPWnqmU

Sher Rehmat Wali Kalash .

Sher Rehmat Wali Kalash, Wood Carver.

Wise Words, some times Words have No Choice But to Float Around If you Grasp them u are with Them If you Miss ,,,No Bodies Fault, at Least you Read them and Practice comes later on, as Knowledge takes its Own Sweet Time to Flourish and make an Impact on the Living Beings,My father could speak Sanskrit would tell tales of Communication with Other Beings,

1947 to 2018, Pakistan,

‘STRENGTH BEYOND EXPRESSION’. BY Klara Mujahid.
A real treat is being offered to those art lovers who appreciate surrealistic art. The Raffi Peer Theater Workshop at the Alliance Franchise has put on Mohammed Bugi’s exhibition entitled: “Strength Behind the Lines of Expression”. Mbugi is not one of those artists that frequently entertain us with their works. His exhibitions are scarce & far in between. The reason Bugi explains is his old pair of shoes that he hung up at the Art Council in retaliation for the Art’s Council having censored thirty percent of the pieces of his very first exhibition. The year was 1977, a year of political turmoil. The pieces censored envisioned the time to come under Martial Law. Bugi protested in a way which may be unique but by all means characteristic for him & the Arts Council had expelled him. Other Galleries followed suit. No gallery in Pakistan was ready to take his works being afraid of the wrath of the country’s ruling clique. He was able to exhibit only at the Alliance Franchise, Goethe Institut, & in private showings. Bugi has been apolitically motivated painter fright from the beginning. His form of expression which is closest to him is surrealism that draws heavily on the subconscious. Surrealism means ‘above the real’ , its origin is French & its best know representative is the Spanish Salvador Dali. As Bugi has demonstrated it, surrealism can be a powerful form of expression & Bugi enhances that power by using ink & pen, dark scratches against a white background. His drawings radiate strength that is indeed beyond the lines of expression.

HIGHLY SYMBOLIC:
In keeping with the tenants of surrealism, Bugi’s pieces are highly abstract & symbolic. Yet, the meaning does shine through the seemingly obscure. The piece that had the greatest impact on me was the one called “Waiting for Dowry”. It needed no commentary of explanation to understanding it. A ghastly female figure, once a young girl, sits chained to her destiny waiting endlessly to get married. Only the moon is her companion, that reflects her face. Too much a common occurrence in our society. It brings back the memories of the film, screened rather clandestinely a few years back “Don’t Shoot the Horse”. Bugi deals with powerful social problems, one of them is women. Woman has her own feelings, will, emotions, dreams, she is an individual entity. In the “Crucifixion of Emotions” Bugi shows how her emotions & dreams are shattered, tortured we can even say, crucified by the male, father, brother, husband. In the “Biochemistry of Social Evils” the woman is shown as a statue, a mere piece of decoration, totally vulnerable to her master’s whimsies’. Bugi fully utilises the techniques of surrealism, such as repetition of a figure on smaller or larger scales, like reverberations of his mind’s waves to create an even more powerful impact. Even the tiniest stroke of pen has its own meaning in Bugi’s world.

OLD VERSES NEW: ‘A recurring theme of Bugi’s pieces is the old verses the new. Ancient customs, traditions & cultures are pitched against the present. Lo’ What we ere & what we’ve become. The Greek legacy the exploits of Alexander the Great in this part of the world are also on Bugi’s mind. One of the pieces shows a young man, resembling a Greek youth. It symbolises the Pakistani youth that should grow up healthy, free of disease. For as the old Greek proverb has it, only a healthy body can have a healthy mind. Wings also figure prominently in Bugi’s works: “The Dove Of Peace”. Pegasus the winged horse from the Greek Mythology, the great earth mother from ancient beliefs and there are the masses, contained & being forced to march into tunnels. These masses will break free one day. Here we come back to Bugi: His painting “Eleven years Under a Dictatorship rule” is a powerful expression of the state of intellectuals during that period. A hand trying desperately to try to reach the palette from behind bars but unable to do so for the bars hold it back speaks for itself. And then there is the dove that once flew, but now is falling to the ground, its body having been pierced through by a corkscrew.
Bugi has a world of two to say about environmental protection. An angly shape which we might call the ‘Great Earth Mother’, to whom according to ancient beliefs, all life was born tries to hold a big piece of rock. The fragile figure to wings struggling to hold that heavy rock is a grim reminder of the struggle we must carry out to keep our plane in one piece. We must not allow pollution, chemical or nuclear to destroy it.

LOVER OF CHILDREN:
Bugi is a widely travelled man with a broad knowledge. In Sri Lanka he studied Temple Art. In Hong Kong he studied calligraphy & in China he leant ancient Chinese Art and painting on rice paper. He also spent time in Kafiristan painting the Qualash. Bugi is fascinated with children. He organised numerable workshops for children, at home and aboard to celebrate ‘The year of the Disabled’ and ‘The Year of the Child’. Perhaps few know that he was the man behind Holiday Inn’s celebrated Children’s Parties. Bugi also writes poetry.

The essence of his exhibition is best reflected in one of his verses:
“My Mother Land”.
Cover me up with that veil, so I can hide these emotions.
That I have for you, Oh my Mother land.
Wrap me up with that stained cloth, through which I cannot see.
Your rulers faces of lust for power.
And I through my mind’s eye, might dream of a day.
When my country’s masses will be in command of their own destiny.
Net Assisitence Provided from a Friend of Leslie Cherry.
**Truth To a MIRROR*-----the One who asks us to Pretend, In an urge to outgrow these human Sentiments,and sit by somewhere in the Night of Tyranny,,Hand in hand, In False hopes,And just tell a bunch of Lies, what can an image do ?, in the mirror ? when the Viewers are Throwing Stones, On the First Sight Of Truth That they see-Right before My weary Eyes, M.Bugi-Poems in exile......
This is Mine Dream to Buy all Mine works and collect them in a single Place and call it Bugiandassociates I am not a born Genius,,,,,, I worked my way to achieve ABC of ART, for 12 long years in Holland I studied Anatomy Graphics Lithography as well as Etching, Lino Prints, all Forms of Graphics, so that My Prints have a Long Life,,